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New Honky Tonk Bootlegs

Release Date : July 15, 2008

Lyrics

1. SON OF THE BOURBON

My mama drank scotch whiskey
and my daddy drank Jim Beam
I was conceived
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 conceived
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

2. 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

3. 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

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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

4. 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

5. 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

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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
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New Honky Tonk Bootlegs