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Self Titled Album
Hard Luck Woman
I got a friend about an hour or two from
Down in the bottle and what’s the next move
And it’s give me a call when you get back upstate
Oh your dad and mom, they must have ‘bout died
When you found him, and still wonder why
And if you get tired of living thisaway
Chorus:
Hard time living
Hard luck woman
Every lick or town
Just seems the same
And his good timing friends
And bailing him out again
You won’t have it any other way
You must’ve thought he was in a fix
And he must’ve laughed when the cuffs said click
Like they seem to do alot these days
And wherever you go, there you are
A dozen roses and a PCS charge
You get tired of living thisaway
Chorus
Down in Pasco
Up in the mornin’ and the bossman yellin’
If you can’t make him happy then why do you try
Hold on your tongue and chew on your words
You can wash ‘em all down on a Friday night
You gotta run boys
Run through the tall grass
Run on boys and not too soon
Run on boys
Run through the yard
And you gotta see them before they see you
Down from the mountains, sittin’ in Spookane
A mean bull makes a long ride
If I was a bird, if I could fly
I’d be right there honey by your side
You gotta run boys
Run through the tall grass
Run on boys and not too soon
Run on boys
Run through the yard
And you gotta see them before they see you
Down in Pasco in the blazing sun
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Can’t catch me, I’m a headed out west
Gonna ask my darlin’ to be my bride
You gotta run boys
Run through the tall grass
Run on boys and not too soon
Run on boys
Run through the yard
And it helps to see them before they see you
Leaving This Town Blue
I was sitting round the tin can, trying to keep warm
Feelin’ bout as mean broke and ugly as the day I was born
Nothing to my left and the tower to my right
What a damned dirty shame on Saturday night
I’m rundown, feeling southbound
Leaving this town blue
So I turned to the closest thing I had to a friend
She looked at me sideways and then she said
It’s a two mile walk to get a drink in town
Don’t it feel like ten when you’re so low down
I’m rundown, feeling southbound
Leaving this town blue
Tires in the Kitchen
Be hot tonight, there’s tires in the kitchen
And a three legged dog and you feel yourself a missin’
That road feelin’
Like a drive train runnin’ straight from your heart to your mind
Well since I been gone I done a lot of thinkin’
Looks like we both done a lot of drinkin’
Hard livin’
I got twenty on the next town, east, down, over the line
Found yourself a suit that fits ya
Got half a pack of moldy Liggets
Ground’s the limit as we go ‘round
Yonder come Susie with her heart on her sleeve
And steel rail knuckles, if you don’t believe
Find out for yourself
See if you can make it off the floor
There’s a whole lotta trouble in this broke down liver
And bullshit peddlers that do deliver
From the far flung reaches of the country To your front door
Found yourself a suit that fits ya
Got half a pack of moldy Liggets
Ground’s the limit as we go ‘round
Let it roll
Huggin’ to the shoulder now and shootin’ out the lights
A little tired, a little older, countin’ down til Friday night
And knowin’ where you’re goin’ sometimes is seein’ where you been
Alabama to Dakotas through the backdoor of a van
Let it roll
Roll them bones again
Let it roll
And heaven knows what she been told to love you like she do
When Hell’s done froze all in your clothes and nothin’ left to prove
You can make the time and make it rhyme
everyday and every night
But dollar on a dime you know you cannot make it right
Let it roll
Roll them bones again
Let it roll
And if fallin’ felt like flyin’ then I wouldn’t be so blue
Wouldn’t wonder why and wouldn’t write this song for you
Living’s slowly dying if you stand still til you do
Waitin’ for an answer til they bury you
Let it roll
Roll them bones again
Let it roll
The Losing Side
Okemah down to Reno and no pay I’ve seen
But for a lesson in patience and geography
From the bottom of the gutter to the top of OPP
I had a lot of good times but the freedom ain’t free
Chorus:
Load it up
Pack it in
Watch the stone roll down that hill again
The sun is shining
My mind is fried
And you’ll find me here on the losing side
Loaded down and rollin’, burnin’ up the white lines
Wild runnin’ crazy like an Arizona sage fire
Doin’ all the things that I know are dumb and why
I been down this road before just a couple of times
Chorus
Well you can’t teach stupid, but how hard they tried
Seems like I gravitate to any losing fight
From the bottom of my heart down to what’s left of my mind
If you ask me no questions then I’ll tell you no lies
Chorus
That's Alright
I was rollin’ up the shakes, I knowed I was gonna stay
When I walked up to meet her from a westbound train
From a westbound train
I was washing my clothes in the kitchen sink, watching dirt run down the drain
Was the last time I seen her, on an eastbound day
On an eastbound day
Starlight
Take me through the night
Starlight
Shining down the pines
Nothing for to keep me
Empty hands and holy jeans
Two more shows to New Orleans
That’s alright
Yeah that’s alright
I been down in Mexico, no reason left at all
But for knowing and believing in what, I can’t recall
In what, I can’t recall
I been down in county jails seen it written on the wall
Ain’t a rhyme or an answer in this road at all
In this road at all
Starlight
Take me through the night
Starlight
Shining down the pines
Ain’t a comin’ with me, got the Bighorn range to lift me
Ten more miles to Rapid City
That’s alright
Yeah that’s alright
Seen it snowing down on Waycross all around me where I lay
Was a white Christmas on a cold steel day
On a cold steel day
Been rained on in the desert bout an hour south of Steen’s
Seen the sky light up and turn the dead hills green
Turn the dead hills green
Starlight
Take me through the night
Starlight
Shining down the line
If there’s nothin’ to this, have another drink on Clovis
It don’t take smart folks to know this
That’s alright
Yeah thats alright