“LITTLE PIECE OF DIXIE” created by:

1. Good One Comin On (L. Parnell, D. Murphy, G. Nicholson)
2. Like I Am (Blackberry Smoke, T. Meadows)
3. Bottom Of This (R. Medlocke, G. Kennedy)
4. Up In Smoke (Blackberry Smoke, R. Houser)
5. Sanctified Woman (Blackberry Smoke)
6. Who Invented The Wheel (A. Smith, C. Wiseman, B. Terry)
7. I’d Be Lyin (Blackberry Smoke, D. Brown)
8. Prayer For The Little Man (Blackberry Smoke, C. Wiseman)
9. Restless (Blackberry Smoke, R. Hatch)
10. Magnolia (Blackberry Smoke)
11. Freedom Song (J. Ritchy, C. Mills, S. Lamaire)

Mastery of production:
Misters Dann Huff and Justin Niebank

Twistery of knobs and whatnot:
Mr. Drew Bollman

A few songs recorded at fabulous Blackbird Studios. Nashville, Tn.
A few more recorded at recorded at Al Capone’s old pad, The Castle Recording Studios. Franklin, Tn.
A few more still, recorded at the home of Mr. Justin Niebank

Bad ass coffee making machine courtesy of Mr. John McBride
Bad ass pumpkin cinnamon rolls courtesy of Mrs. Drew Bollman

ALL SONGS PLAYED AND SUNG BY BLACKBERRY SMOKE
Thanks to Dann Huff for the Hammond B3 organ on “I’d Be Lyin”

and a 4 track @ Brit’s house

Extra Pickin: Joey Huffman-piano and Hammond b3 on “Keep on keepin’ on”
Charlie Starr-banjo on “Son of the Bourbon” pedal steel on “Keep on keepin on”, “The Only Thing She Left Behind” and “Living Hell”
Bobby Yang-fiddle on “The Only Thing She Left Behind”

Extra Grinnin: Ole’ Brad Todd

Bad Luck Ain’t No Crime

1.Testify (Blackberry Smoke)
2.Sanctified (Blackberry Smoke)
3.Another Chance (Dan Baird)
4.Nothin For You (Blackberry Smoke)
5.Normaltown (Blackberry Smoke, T. Rivers)
6.Train Rollin’ (Blackberry Smoke)
7.Angeline (Blackberry Smoke)
8.Sure Was Good (Blackberry Smoke)
9.Scare The Devil (Blackberry Smoke)
10.Muscadine (Blackberry Smoke)
11.Freeborn Man (K. Allison, M. Lindsay)

PRODUCED BY: Jesse James Dupree
ENGINEERED AND MIXED BY: Jesse James Dupree, Don Tart, Jeff Tomei
RECORDED AND MIXED AT: Cock Of The Walk Studios-Kennesaw, Ga.
and Full Throttle Saloon-Sturgis, S.D. (live songs)

Additional Smoking Blackberries: Glenn Giles-piano on “Sure Was Good”
Marty Kearns-Hammond B3 on “Angeline”
Jesse James Dupree-background vocals on “Normaltown”
Charlie Starr-Hammond B3 and banjo on “Sure Was Good”

* BONUS TRACKS
12.Scare The Devil (studio version)-(Blackberry Smoke)
13.Memphis Special (L. McNees)

PRODUCED BY: Blackberry Smoke
ENGINEERED AND MIXED BY: Shawn Groves
RECORDED AND MIXED AT: Brannon Productions-Atlanta, Ga.

Additional This and That: Shawn Groves-various hilarious nonsense and “baby buddy”.
Charlie Starr-banjo,mandolin and harp on “Memphis Special. banjo on “Scare The Devil”

THANK YOU TO:  

BRIT:  Mom n’ Dad, Shannon, Lana, The BIG GUY, Richard, Charlie, Paul, Brandon Still, Ronnie Gilley, Trey Wilson, Billy Graham, Erica Murry at Ronnie Gilley Entertainment. James Stroud, Derek Simon and all at BamaJam Records, Nick Lawson, Jim Slaton R.I.P. at Big Karma Records,  Jeff “law dog” Biederman at Mannatt, Billy, Dusty, Frank, Donnie, Pablo, Allie, Miles, Dave, Jake, Rory, Rich P. from ZZ TOP, Jesse Dupree, Don Tart, Jeff Tomei, All the Boys and Girls at one3 (Andi Mac, Casper, Trevor & Mike), Craig & Jeff at A.P.A., Brian Sarkin, Joey Huffman, Glenn Jiles, Marty Kerns, Bobby Yang, Sarge, Billy Kirk, David Turner, Tony Boyd, Lawrell Studstill, Chris Robinson , Steve Gorman, Marc Ford,  Jeff Morgan at 93X Owensboro,  The Outlaws, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Cross Canadian Ragweed,  Jon Harrell, Trey Thompson, Evan Bartleson, Alan Kimball R.I.P., FIRE STATION 29 & 13, Bo at velocity, Amy Finkle, Pete Angelus, John Green at Easyriders Concerts, Luke at Orangeamps.com. All the Doctors, Nurses and families on the AFLAC Cancer Floor at Scottish-Rite Hospital.  Visa, Mastercard, American Express, Cash and our Armed Forces! Chevrolet.

CHARLIE:  I LOVE CHRISTINE BUTLER GRAY! The Good Lord, Christian Gray and Mama, Dad, Jacques, Jamie and Randy, my dearly departed Granny Gray, Maw Maw Webb, Gray’s body shop, Brit, Richard ,Paul and Brandon! Sarge, Jon, Jaybird, David Turner, Tony Boyd. Ronnie Gilley, Trey Wilson, Billy Graham and All at RGE and RGP. James Stroud, Derek Simon and All at Stroudavarious Records and BamaJam Records. Mr. George Jones and Mr. Jamey Johnson. Jesse James Dupree, Roman Glick, Mike Froedge, and Dixie Inc.. Don Tart and Jeff Tomei. Dann Huff and Justin Niebank. Drew Bollman. All at Blackbird and the Castle. Rev. Billy G, Dusty Hill, and Frank Beard! Pablo and all the ZZ Top family! Cody and Ragweed. Skynyrd. The Outlaws(RIP Hughey) Sixth Man. Bruno Pirecki and Gibson guitars. Orange amps. GHS strings. Ted Lathangue. Rick McDaniel, Brett McDaniel, Joel Key, and all at Osanippa Creek Lodge. Rob Hatch, Randy Hauser, David Flowers, Phillip Buchanan, Travis Meadows, Jeremy Spillman, Craig Wiseman, Darrell Brown, David Lee Murphy, Leroy Parnell, Scott Gunter, Bill Monroe, Flatt and Scruggs, Stanley Bros, The Great Jimmy Martin. Hank Williams.

PAUL: Amanda(My Angel and Best Friend), My wonderful Munchkins Spencer, Sadie and Emerson. Mom, My Brother Tomi and Family, My Sister Ann and Family. My Kinfolk(Jackson and Swartz Family) Camp Blackberry, David Turner, Tony Boyd, Sarge, Jon Harrell, Billy Kirk, ZZ Top and Crew, Lynyrd Skynyrd and Crew, Sixthman, Sister Hazel and Crew, Cross Canadian Ragweed and Crew, Dann Huff, Justin Niebank, Drew Bollman, Blackbird Studios, The Castle, Jim Slaton(R.I.P), Don Tart, The Stiefels, The Herndons, Mike Cibula, Trey Thompson, Evan Bartleson, A.P.A Jeff and Craig, Darrell Franklin, Darrell Brown, Rob Hatch, Leroy Parnell, David Lee Murphy, Travis Meadows, Craig Wiseman, Scott Gunter, Big Kev, Nick Lawson, Megan Galbraith, Orange Amps, GHS Strings, Bruno Pirecki at Gibson in Nashville, Ronnie Gilley and James Stroud and everyone at Stroudavarious and BamaJam Records and Ronnie Gilley Entertainment, Erica Murray, Derek Simon, Billy Graham and Trey Wilson( you guys Rock). Manny and Carman at Teenage Head Music in Europe.

To all of our fans(friends) Thanks so much for coming to the shows it means the world to us and then some.
My Bros and Band mates Charlie, Brit, Richard and Brandon.
As Billy Graham would put it “Now let’s go kick some ?????”

RICHARD:  Thanks to the Grand Architect, my father and mother, my dear brother brit, my wife marianne, our children jennings, charlie, mackenzie. ole charlie starr and ole paul jackson, jay schleusener, andy hughes, jesse and jackyl, craig ‘craigiefresh’ newman, jeff howard and all at apa, tony boyd, david turner, evan richmond, brandon still, scott fisher, tesla, american dog, chris and the crowes, new earth mud, hooka brown, marc ford, berry oakley jr., orange amps, dave cowles and chris walters at ghs strings, don tart, joey huffman, urie vega, brian sarkin, tattletales in atl, rick’s tally-ho in buffalo, santo & three of cups in nyc, rainbow in la, poquito mas in la, atlanta pro bicycle, sals in mamaroneck, ny! danny “kootch” kortchmar, nick summers, nick lawson and all at sanctuary, crosstown songs, darrell franklin, megan galbraith, dann huff, justin neibank, slash, zz top and crew, the outlaws and crew, ean & eva evans, lynyrd skynyrd and crew, sixthman, freemasons everywhere, officers moore, faucett and dewatt of the cobb county police dept, chris roy…

BRANDON STILL:  Thank you to Brit, Richard, Charlie, Paul, The great people of Ronnie Gilley Entertainment Group, Roy and Betty Lou Still, Tiffany Cosgrove, Metalsome Inc. and Pleaserock.com.

GOOD ONE COMIN ON

Two six packs of Shiner

99 cent butane lighter

Lucky Strikes and a fifth of Patron

ice down that Igloo cooler

tank of gas that oughta do er’

I can feel a good one comin’on

 

Throw in Ray Wylie Hubbard

sing along to “Redneck Mother”

any blues I had before are gone

another workin’ week is over

no chance of stayin’ sober

I can feel a good one comin’ on

 

chorus

Yea we’re gonna roll all night

we’re gonna get the feelin’ right

we’re gonna keep this party rockin’

till the break of dawn

I can feel a good one comin’ on

 

Three blondes in a rag top Mustang

followed us down to the lake and…

didn’t have to think about that too long

skinny dippin’ in the bright moonlight

situation couldn’t be more right

I can feel a good one comin’ on

 

chorus

 

LIKE I AM

Well I’m mean as gravel I’m poor as dirt

I like things better the way they were

well I’m strong in the head but I get things done

I spend too much money to have a little fun

 

Here you are you come around

you want me to settle down

 

chorus

Before you jump you need to know

it’s a crazy thing the way I roll

I ain’t changin’ I’m a stubborn man

can you love me like i am

can you love me baby, like I am

 

Well I’m stuck in my ways and I grew up hard

I drink milk out the carton and juice from your jar

well some people say I sleep too much

I just sleep when I can till I have to get up

 

Here I am what do you think?

I guess a nod is as good as a wink

 

chorus

 

BOTTOM OF THIS

I ain’t tryin to be no jerk

It’s just that I just got off from work

and I know you’d like to bend my ear

I wanna listen and that’s sincere

can’t a fella have just one beer

 

chorus

Before the boss, the bank, the box full of bills

empty gas tank and it’s all uphill

the wife, the kids, why do we all exist?

add politics, religion and war to the list

tell me, is there anything that I missed?

and I’ll get to the bottom of that

after I get to the bottom of this

 

Well I look outside and see a world on fire

they’re lowering the boom and the creeks gettin’ higher

gotta be ready cause we’re on the brink

I’ll do better after just one drink

gimme a minute so I can unthink

 

chorus

About the boss, the bank, the box full of bills

empty gas tank and it’s all uphill

the wife, the kids, why do we all exist?

add politics religion and war to the list

tell me, is there anything that I missed?

and I’ll get to the bottom of that

after I get to the bottom of this

 

Gotta be ready cause we’re on the brink

I’ll do better after just one drink

gimme a minute so I can unthink

 

chorus

 

UP IN SMOKE

Hit town like a freight train runnin’

starin’ at us like deer in the headlights

never thought you had another thing comin’

did the same damn thing to em’ last night

 

Everywhere we go everywhere we been

leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin

pack up the gear let’s hit the road

we got a long way to go now

 

chorus

Up in smoke

down in flames

jump on board

roll em’ like a freight train

clap yo hands

stomp yo feet

boogie on down to the redneck backbeat

throwdown it’s a hillbilly hoedown

fire it up we can go all night now

come on y’all ain’t no joke

watch the world go up in smoke

 

Little gal in the skin tight britches

get up and get down to the front row

sure hope your boyfriend ain’t lookin’

he won’t get hurt by what he don’t know

he don’t know that I know and you know

that I got some plans for you, baby

 

Everywhere we go everywhere we been

leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin

pack up the gear let’s hit the road

we got a long way to go now

 

chorus

 

Everywhere we go everywhere we been

leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin

pack up the gear let’s hit the road

we got a long way to go now

 

Watch em’ now

 

SANCTIFIED WOMAN

I went lookin for a sanctified woman

she was just the kind of woman I was hopin’ to find

I left home in the middle of December

she’s the only kind of woman could keep me in line

I found a girl just across the line in Georgia

she was livin’ by the highway in a pink doublewide

we left town in a 79 camaro

had a bag full of nothin’ and a bottle of wine

 

chorus

Can’t you see me go up in flames

Can’t you hear me screamin’ your name

I need some redemption today

from that sanctified woman

 

I went back to my home in Alabama

saw my Daddy in the driveway with a tear in his eye

he said “son, what you doin’ with that woman?”

said I gotta keep on runnin’ ‘fore I run outta time

 

chorus

 

I don’t even know I don’t even know

what we’re gonna do where we’re gonna go

I don’t wanna know I don’t wanna know

well we gotta go somewhere cause we sure ain’t got no home

 

WHO INVENTED THE WHEEL

I wanna know who invented the wheel

tell me who discovered steel

it was the wheel and the steel that caused this pain

and made the car that took her away

 

I wanna know who found the rock

tell me who laid the blacktop

it was the rock and the blacktop that caused this pain

and made the road for the car that took her away

 

I wanna know who invented the wheel

 

chorus

Somebody give me a name

I just need someone to blame

for all of this heartache

and pain I been feelin’ since she let me go

I wanna know

 

I wanna know who invented the time

I didn’t spend when she was mine

it was all that time I didn’t take

before the rock and the blacktop made the highway

for the wheel and the steel and the car that took her away

 

chorus

 

I wanna know who invented the wheel

 

I’D BE LYIN’

Tell you I’d be home every night

breakfast in bed and we’ll never fight

say I’m wrong when I know I’m right

but baby I’d be lyin’

 

Only stayin’ gone for a day or two

pretendin’ I’m too good to be true

sayin’ I’d write a song about you

but baby I’d be lyin’

 

Everybody’s gonna tell you what to do

you can believe what you wanna believe

but let me tell you what’s the truth

 

chorus

Baby I

I’d be lyin’

like all those two faced

back stabbin’ double talkers

tryin’ to get to you

If I could you know I would be

comin’ right back home where I belong

I’d be lyin’ next to you

 

Call you every day wherever I go

I swear you’re never gonna hear the word no

promise that I’ll never say I told you so

but baby I’d be lyin’

I’ll let you take your time I’ll never rush

I swear I’ll never drink too much

never think about another woman’s touch

but baby I’d be lyin’

 

Everybody’s gonna judge me through and through

you can believe what you wanna believe

but let me tell you what’s the truth

 

chorus

 

Everybody’s gonna tell you what to do

you can believe what you wanna believe

but let me tell you what’s the truth

 

PRAYER FOR THE LITTLE MAN

Callin’ home hold the phone like a lifeline

let the voices fill me up like a drunkard’s wine

another fix I’m fine

hang it up kill the light and just lay there

think about that girl we had it all I swear

 

Yea we thought it’d last forever

then we finalized

but no matter where I am

every night when I close my eyes

 

chorus

Say a prayer for the little man

cause he’s gonna need a helpin’ hand

now and then and I won’t be around

can you just let me know

there’s an angel lookin’ down

say a prayer for a mother’s love

yea I hope that it’ll be enough

cause I know that it’s tough

and he don’t understand

say a prayer for the little man

 

I remember my daddy’s phone calls

just a kid I’d always talk to him out in the hall

to keep from settin’ mama off

so I’ve been right in your shoes son

never thought in a million years

I’d ever be the one who

 

Thought it’d last forever

then we finalized

But every night when I close my eyes

 

RESTLESS

I can’t get the music up as loud as I want

I can’t play a big enough honky tonk

Can’t find a whiskey glass that’s quite tall enough

or that extra gear in my old truck

I’m restless baby

 

If I had the perfect woman I’d want twins

can’t get enough ink under my skin

I’ll burn the carton when my smokes are all through

can’t kick enough ass in these old boots

 

chorus

Cause I’m restless

I’m sleepless

on this quest I must go

out here searchin’

for somethin’

what it is I don’t know

might have to find it under my headstone

yes I’m restless

and I won’t rest till the restless is gone

 

Can’t ride enough miles in that old bus

ain’t a man in charge that I ain’t cussed

I broke the law until it’s plum busted up

how high is Heaven? I hope it’s high enough

 

SHAKE YOUR MAGNOLIA

I been around the block once or twice, baby

I never seen a girl lookin’ so nice, baby

I guess the third time makes me a fool

just like the boys in the corner

tryin’ to look so cool

 

You look like trouble with a capital T, baby

your kind of drama is alright with me, baby

you can make a mess of me so fine

yea you got me bait, hook, sinker and line

 

chorus

Come on baby shake your magnolia

come on baby do what I told ya

come on baby give it all you got tonight

 

I would walk through flames to get to you, baby

you shook that thang I forgot my own name, baby

I guess I’ll have to stand in line

If it takes all night I’ll give you my last dime

 

chorus

Come on baby shake your magnolia

come on baby do what mama told ya

come on baby give us all a shot tonight

 

FREEDOM SONG

That man in the mirror starin’ back at me

ain’t the man I used to see

I been walkin’ the line a long time

I need a change

Breakin’ my back workin’ double shifts

the weight of the world’s gettin’ hard to lift

I’m startin’ to think I need to break a link

in this chain

 

Somethin’s got to give

this ain’t no way to live

 

chorus

Put me on a highway

the interstate

a dirt road

to anyplace

as long as I’m long gone

chasin’ down some blue skies

in my old truck

Tune the world out

Turn the radio up

Sing along to my freedom song

 

Well I got a good woman and she understands

every now and then her old man

needs some down time

to clear his mind and unplug

This time tomorrow you won’t see my face

there’ll be one less rat runnin’ in this race

I’ll be soothin’ my soul with a fishin’ pole

that’s what I love

 

chorus

SON OF THE BOURBON

My mama drank scotch whiskey

and my daddy drank Jim Beam

I was concieved

just outside of New Orleans

told my ma he loved her

while ole Elvin Bishop played

daddy’d be the worst mistake

my mama ever made

 

chorus

I’m a son of the bourbon

I’m a son of a bitch

I’m the dying breed of rock and roll

left ass up in a ditch

I’ve been up against the law

I’ve served some time in jail

I’ve been known for gettin’ stoned

and I’ve raised my share of hell

 

They went back to Alabama

one cold October day

soon as I was born

my daddy up and ran away

we got by on gettin’ by

we’d live from week to week

as long as I’ve got two good hands

I’ll work to earn my keep

 

chorus

 

My mama drank scotch whiskey

and my daddy drank Jim Beam

I was concieved

just outside of New Orleans

when my life is over

and my time has come to pass

bury me upside down

so the world can kiss my ass

 

LESSON IN A BOTTLE

 

There’s a lesson in a bottle

that never gets learned

sweep out the ashes

of the bridges I’ve burned

white lines and wild times

passed out cold and left behind

then I’m right back

in the saddle again

 

chorus

There’s a lesson in a bottle

bartender pour a shot I’ll

have a whiskey

I believe it’s my turn

There’s a lesson in a bottle

bartender pour a shot I’ll

have a whiskey

cause I’ll never learn

 

Blue lights and fist fights

one too many out all nights

like a freight train

that’s done run outta track

I’ve been a winner and a loser

sloppy drunk and a drug abuser

if I get through this, Lord

I swear I’ll cut way back

 

chorus

 

I’m a long, long way

from where I was goin’

It’s been a long, long time

my scars are sure showin’

but school’s in session

bring the liquor

 

KEEP ON KEEPIN ON

I have been given advice in my time

I have been crooked and I’ve stayed in line

I sometimes have bullseyes on the tops of my shoes

I may not be winnin’ but I damn sure can’t lose

 

chorus

Keep your head in the clouds

keep your hands on the wheel

keep both feet in place on the ground

keep your nose to the stone

keep your eyes on the prize

but I’ll keep on keepin on

till the day that I die

 

I can point a finger at the people I see

but I’ve got three more pointin’ straight back at me

so why does everybody wanna make my wrongs right

I may not be perfect but I’ll always get by

 

chorus

 

I’ve walked out, crawled out, been thrown out sometimes

but I’m man enough to pay for all the debts from my crimes

hypocrites and liars wanna advise me to death

but opinions are like assholes and I’ll keep mine to myself

 

THE ONLY THING SHE LEFT BEHIND

She left me without givin’ a reason why

she didn’t even hang around to watch me cry

she didn’t even leave a note

tellin’ me “daddy, that’s all she wrote”

the only thing she left behind was me

 

she left me here to wonder

what in the world I did wrong

if she was so unhappy Lord

what took her so long?

 

She didn’t even leave my supper on the stove

she took off in the only pickup truck I ever drove

she didn’t even leave a note

tellin’ me “daddy, that’s all she wrote”

the only thing she left behind was me

 

She left me on the front porch

hummin’ this old lonesome tune

I guess I could go after her

but the race comes on at noon

 

She left me without givin’ a reason why

she ddidn’t even hang around to watch me cry

she didn’t even leave a note

tellin’ me “daddy, that’s all she wrote”

the only thing she left behind was me

come to think of it, thank God

she left the TV

 

LIVIN HELL

In a livin’ hell

in a livin’ hell

my ass is gettin’ redder

as my liver swells

 

In a livin’ hell

in a livin’ hell

I’m down in the gutter

and I’m startin’ to smell

 

chorus

I been put down

kicked around

drink it up

to bad luck

 

In a livin’ hell

in a livin’ hell

I ain’t makin’ no money

cause my records don’t sell

 

In a livin’ hell

in a livin’ hell

my girlfriend’s……..!

at the taco bell

 

chorus

 

In a livin’ hell

in a livin’ hell

now I’m eatin’………!

at the sheraton hotel

 

In a livin’ hell

in a livin’ hell

you know I love ya baby, but

OMG, LOL, LMAO, LMFAO, ROFL

TESTIFY

It was in the spring on a sunny day

saw a good boy turn and go the wrong way

he was too busy looking hard as stone

to ever realize he was all alone

chorus

wanna testify ’bout the things I’ve seen

wash my hands but they never come clean

testify some win some lose

everybody’s gonna have to stand accused

Saw a little girl in a redneck bar

ain’t so sure she wants to go that far

can’t drink liquor ‘less she holds her nose

she’s about to find out that everything goes

chorus

It was in the spring on a sunny day

saw a good boy turn and go the wrong way

he was too busy being hard as stone

to ever realize he was all alone

 

SANCTIFIED WOMAN

I went lookin for a sanctified woman

she was just the kind of woman I was hopin’ to find

I left home in the middle of December

she’s the only kind of woman could keep me in line

I found a girl just across the line in Georgia

she was livin’ by the highway in a pink doublewide

we left town in a 79 camaro

had a bag full of nothin’ and a bottle of wine

chorus

Can’t you see me go up in flames

Can’t you hear me screamin’ your name

I need some redemption today

from that sanctified woman

I went back to my home in Alabama

saw my Daddy in the driveway with a tear in his eye

he said “son, what you doin’ with that woman?”

said I gotta keep on runnin’ ‘fore I run outta time

chorus

I don’t even know I don’t even know

what we’re gonna do where we’re gonna go

I don’t wanna know I don’t wanna know

well we gotta go somewhere cause we sure ain’t got no home

 

ANOTHER CHANCE

 

Livin’ with my back against the wall

nowhere but forward to fall

I close my eyes somebody catch my breath

oh my Lord let’s get on board

the ride’s gonna scare me to death

chorus

Don’t wanna leave before my time is done

don’t wanna stick around when my race is run

don’t wanna go before they call my dance

don’t wanna die askin’ for another chance

Come help me poor Richard

won’t you help me raise a glass

here’s to me and here’s to you

may your dreams all come to pass

cruel trick of time is played in the wink of an eye

heaven’s above don’t need no shove

the years go sailin by

chorus

Another game of chance

a lifetime come and gone

I guess it’s up to me

don’t wanna sing another man’s song

I wanna say what Grandma said

lying on her dying bed

Yea I’ve been cheated, mistreated

I don’t have to say that yet

 

NOTHIN FOR YOU

 

Well excuse me baby

what in the world is goin’ on?

got an earful of trouble

when I called you on the telephone

Well you’re screamin’ and a cryin’

bitchin’ how bad you been used

well I ain’t got nothin for you

now I’m strappin’ on my travelin’ shoes

chorus

I ain’t got nothin’ for you

I ain’t got nothin’ for you

don’t stand there with your hand out honey

I ain’t got nothin’ for you

I ran into your mama

at the bar last Saturday night

the last thing I’d ever want to do

is not to treat you right

she’s been tellin’ every body in town

I’m the one you need

well my tracks out of the driveway’ll

be the last thing you see of me

chorus

I can’t shut you up

I can’t shut you down

I can’t shut you off

you’re still around

 

NORMALTOWN

 

Down in Normaltown

everywhere around

everything is square or is round

Andalusian dogs

never made the grade

movie houses patrons are so plain

chorus

While the rest of the world

keeps spinnin’ around and round

life goes on in Normaltown

1989 everyone was fine

contented while they stood around in line

they were so impressed

standing in the grass

home and then for beddy-bye they dressed

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while the rest of the world

keeps spinnin’ around and round

life goes on in Normaltown

You can never go home

but that don’t bring me down

life goes on in Normaltown

Mayor John Doe Normal

sat back and watched all his servants

working day to day

big shot Mayor Normal

never saw it coming when they

took his little crown away

In Normaltown they say

a man can make his life

find a Normal girl to make his wife

Normaltown is home

I guess it’s just as well

now you know why this is a living hell

 

TRAIN ROLLIN’

 

I don’t wanna hear it

I don’t wanne hear it

I been raisin’ hell again

I know we’ve been through it

I put myself into it

feel like I might crawl out my skin

I’m so sick and tired

of being sick and tired

same old cliche in the end

baby when you kiss me

you know I’m drinkin’ whiskey

“go to hell, me” all over again

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I’m a train train rollin’

rollin over you

a train train rollin’

ain’t nothin you can do

I don’t even know ya

what makes you think I owe ya

I got problems of my own

baby in a carriage

low rent psycho marriage

feelin I might go all night

or maybe more

Baby’s sick and tired

of bein’ sick and tired

same old cliche in the end

baby when you kiss me

you know I’m drinkin whiskey

“go to hell, me” all over again

 

ANGELINE

She left home with my last name

left her mark tattooed on the back of my brain

she was a friend of mine

same old story you heard a thousand times

i had nickels that girl wanted dimes

she was my valentine

If you see that girl out walkin’ your way

throw your hand up and tell her i said “hey.”

come on home

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Oh Angeline

where have you gone?

She had enough money to get herself outta town

next thing I know she’s New Orleans bound

she’s my own

I stay home and try to make ends meet

she’s turnin tricks down on Royal Street

she’s long gone

If you see that girl out walkin’ the wrong way

turn her around and send her back my way

come on back home

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she ain’t got nothin’ but the clothes on her back i know

she ain’t got nobody to tell her where she needs to go

she ain’t got no friends no family nowhere, nohow

she ain’t got nothin

 

SURE WAS GOOD

 

Havin’ bad luck ain’t no crime

Lord knows I’ve rolled boxcars in my time

but it sure was good

it was good as it could be

sure was good

it was good enough for me

sure was good

I’ve been in places I don’t belong

sometimes felt like I was too far gone

but it sure was good

it was good as it could be

sure was good

nearly knocked me off my feet

sure was good

sometimes easy sometimes not

hope I did the best with what I’ve got

sure was good

 

SCARE THE DEVIL

 

I got this self tied noose around my neck

standin’ on the tracks just waitin’ for my own trainwreck

keep yourself on your side and I’ll keep me on mine

keep yourself to yourself and we’ll get along just fine

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You say the Devil made you do it, with a smile

raisin’ hell and howlin’ at the moon

I’m gonna put yo ass back in line

I’m gonna scare the Devil outta you

You can take your good advice and shove it up your ass

in the race of life I’m always gonna come out last

I can walk the line and I can toe the mark

but I ain’t got no time for a broken heart

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I got this self tied noose around my neck

standin’ on the tracks just waitin for my own trainwreck

keep yourself on your side and I’ll keep me on mine

keep yourself to yourself and we’ll get along just fine

 

MUSCADINE

 

Way down there in South Carolina

everybody told me there ain’t no woman finer

never gonna listen to what all my friends say

never gonna leave her for one whole day

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Muscadine

my girl’s sweeter than a muscadine

Way down there below the Mason Dixon

everybody knows she’s a red haired vixen

never gonna listen to what my mama say

never gonna see her after today

Muscadine

sweetest berry hangin’ on the vine

 

FREEBORN MAN

I was born in the Southland

twenty some odd years ago

I left home for the first time

when I was four years old

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I’m a freeborn man

my home is on my back

I know every inch of highway

every foot of backroad

every mile of railroad track

I got a gal in Cincinnati

a little woman in San Antone

I always loved the gal next door

and any old place is home

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I got this worn out guitar

carry it in an old tote sack

hocked it about a hundred times

but I always get it back

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You may not like my appearance

and you may not like my song

you may not like the way i talk

but you’ll like the way I’m gone