AFTER SIX
© Criterion Music Corp.

Hey there Mr Bartender now have a little pitty on me
Time is rough and a fuss is tough and I'm where I'm not supposed to be
I'll give you my watch for a fifth of Scotch
If you don't make fun cause it don't run no better than I do after six

Hey there Mr Bartender lots of things are botherin' me
There's the hydrogen bomb in Vietnam and I'm out of sigarettes since three
I'll give you my stickpen for a pint of gin
If you don't joke cause the diamond's broke
And it don't shine no better than I do after six

[acoustic guitar]

Hey there Mr Bartender you better get a drip on me
My pulse is slow when I'm about to go I need a little charity
I'll give you my shoes for a glass of booze
If you won't tell they don't smell no better than I do after six

(Oh, bartender I'll do anything for you
I'll pick my guitar
Bartender you listen to me, bartender)

A HOUSE SAFE FOR TIGERS
© Warlocke AB

May your house be safe from tigers,
may you never need to die.
May your house be safe from tigers,
may you never learn to cry.
May all your times be good ones,
may they never end.
May your house be safe from tigers,
may you always be my friend.

May your house be safe from tigers,
may the kind birds fly with you.
May your house be safe from tigers,
may warm fires find your flue.
May all your wives be sweet wines
and your sons the hearts of doves.
May your house be safe from tigers,
may your house be filled with love.
May all your times be good ones,
may they never end.
May your house be safe from tigers,
may you always be my friend.

ANTHEM
© Mother Texas Music Corp.

I never had a job on Wall Street.
Never was a man of means.
There's nothing social about social security.
Never found no pork in my beans.
I always did what my mama told me.
Do so good and pay the band.
I always did what my mama told me
but I never did vote republican.
I never did vote republican.

And the stripes keep on waving
and the stars always shine
and it smells just like freedom
in this land I call mine,
in this land I call mine.

I never never started nothing.
I never never never ran.
I never fought or hurt nobody,
nobody I was bigger than.
I always did what my mama told me.
Do so good and pay that band.
I always did what my mama told me
but I never did vote republican.
I never did vote republican.

And the stripes keep on waving
and the stars always shine
and it smells just like freedom
in this land I call mine,
in this land I call mine.

ARKANSAS COAL (Suite)
© Criterion Music Corp.

Male:
Not so long ago just outside Paris Arkansas
a young lady had a mountain to climb

Female:
Gonna climb up this mountain
'cause there’s one thing I know
my daddy is in his mountain
diggin' Arkansas coal
Yes I hear my mama calling
I let her wait ten minutes more she’ll be so
'cause I like to lay on the ground
and listen to the sound of my daddy
digging Arkansas coal

Male:
I was born in this mountain
went down here since I was nine years old
and I know some day I’ll die in this mountain
diggin', diggin' Arkansas, Arkansas coal
Arkansas coal

Female:
Married me a good man back in ‘59
Knew he was an Arkansas coalminer
and that suited me fine
Got us a little daughter
She's only eight years old
Wishing she was a man like her daddy
Diggin' Arkansas coal

Billie get off that mountain
Billie you got to go to school
Billie your mama and daddy
ain’t gonna raise you no natural fool
ain’t gonna raise you no natural fool

Mama why is the earth shaking?
Mama is the world coming to an end?
Mama why are you crying?
Is it another give in?

Male:
My God the rocks are fallin'
ten thousand tons on my head
I knew someday this would happen
so this is how it feels to be dead
so this is how it feels to be dead

Female:
Gonna climb up that mountain
'cause there is one thing I know
my daddy is in that mountain
diggin' Arkansas coal

A REAL LIVE FOOL
© Criterion Music Corp.

Everybody stand in line it ain't gonna cost you a dime
This show is about to start so close the door
We'll turn the lights down low turn the big spot line or so
You can see the real live fool if you never seen one before

You're lookin' at a real live fool that's me
You're lookin' at a real live fool that's me
There ain't too many of us in captivity
You're lookin' at a real live fool and you got him free

Last week I told a lie and I made my baby cry
And she said I guess I don't need your love no more
And then she walked away I ain't seen her since that day
And now I'm hurtin' in a lot of places I ain't hurt before

You're lookin' at a real live fool...

[guitar]

You're lookin' at a real live fool...

A TASTE OF YOU
© Criterion Music Corp. (ASCAP)

There's pictures in my mind I've never seen before.
There's emptiness I find my love and yes
there's even more.
There's loneliness that cuts me like a knife
and I wish I had a taste of you tonight.

This bottle in my hand is now apart of me.
it cools the fire that burns and burns and
clouds my memory.
It makes the wrongs I've done to you seem right.
But I still need a taste of you tonight.

The pictures keep on changin'
with ev'ry drink I drink they rearrange.
Through the fog I see what I never could
and I remember than once we had it good.

There's pictures in my mind I've never seen before.
There's emptiness I find my love and yes
there's even more.
There's loneliness that cuts me like a knife
and I wish I had a taste of you tonight.
I wish I had a taste of you tonight.

BACK ON THE ROAD
© Criterion Music Corp.

She: Racing wheels under some great old bus
He: Children's faces sometimes smile at us
She: Miles of concrete roads that run our beat
He: Twelve o'clock I guess it's time to eat
She: Hail buddy, have you got a dime?
He: Thank you friend, we'll pay you back some time.
Candy bar and a glass of water meal
She: Can't help much to change the way we feel
Everything we are is on our backs
He: Wrapped up in these old brown gummy sacks
She: Think we'll sit us down and rest our loads
He: Then we'll get back on the road.

He: Ten more miles with all the county line
She: Where we hear the people treat you kind
He: The bummer's good, the sheriff's got a dog named Male,
She: Sometimes we just sleep the night in jail
Hey, there goes Joey, he is driving 99
He: Steady and stop and let us climb some time
I know he would but the company won't let him
She: Think old Joe was our one and only friend
He: What's that noise? It's someone call our names
She: Guess it's just some children playing games
He: Think we'll sit us down and rest our loads, then we'll get back on the road.

She: Tell me Sir what do you call this town?
He: A pretty name Sir, and a pretty sound
She: It's funny Sir, our feet don't hurt no more
He: Our old backs ain't felt this good before
She: And something else Sir, while we think of it, we're not hungry Sir, no not one bit!
Is that Tommy Blake and Daddy Sue
He: Thought they died way back in '62
She: Well, thank you Sir, you are so very kind
He: We'll stay a little while if you don't mind
She: We'll sit and talk Sir, and we'll rest our loads
He: Then we'll get back on the road

BAGHDAD KNIGHTS
© Mother Texas Music Corp.

A soldier was sent
made to go and he went
to exist on the outskirts of hell.
And he wrote a letter to someone
wrote sometimes we fight
sometimes we run
it's just like playing football
…with a gun.
Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhhhhh
Those Baghdad Knights!
Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhhhhh
Those Baghdad Knights!

And the soldiers they stay
shoot to kill and then pray
they soon leave the outskirts of hell.
And they write their letters to loved ones
write somethimes we fight
sometimes we run
just like playing football
…with a gun.
Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhhhhh
Those Baghdad Knights!
Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhhhhh
Those Baghdad Knights!

And when the sun fades away
at the end of the day
and the sand in your mind starts to cool
the stars starts to shine
and they play tricks on your mind
`cause you brought your gun to school
Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhhhhh
Those Baghdad Knights!
Ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhhhhh
Those Baghdad Knights!

BIG RED BALLOON
© Criterion Music Corp.

Intro:
Sometimes a man and a woman spend 30 or 40 years together
and they don't belong together
And then one day one of them tries to leave
and does
but in a most peculiar way

He: One of these days I'm leaving,
leaving you fool behind.
And on that day you'll be weeping,
little woman I don't mind.
Look out in the backyard, mama!
'cause I'm leaving you real soon.
Gonna fly me up to heaven
in my big red balloon.

She: You're noting but an old fool
that's all you'll ever be.
You're nothing but an old fool
you know you'll never beat me.
So stop your silly playing
it's time you settle down.
And hear me when I'm saying:
You'll never get that damn thing off the
ground.

He: Oh, woman, are you looking
cause I'm almost 10 feet high, high, high
Woman stop your cooking
'cause I'll never eat that pie.
I'm on my way to heaven
might even touch the moon.
We've needed by my leaving
in my big red balloon.

She: You're noting but an old fool
that's all you'll ever be.
You're nothing but an old fool
you know you'll never beat me!
So stop your silly playing
it's time you settled down.
And hear me when I'm saying:
You'll never get that damn thing on the
ground.

He: You never gave me nothing
you never were the kind.
You never gave me children
you never had the time.
Remember me just one
I was born this afternoon.
I've got it all together
in my big red balloon.

She: You're noting but an old fool
that's all you'll ever be.
You're nothing but an old fool
you know you'll never beat me.
So stop your silly playing
it's time you settle down.
And hear me when I'm saying:
You'll never get that damn thing on the
ground.

I say, you won't get that on the ground.
What are your doing?
I say, bring that damn thing back down
here!
Listen now you hear me
get back down here, all right?

BUYING BACK
© Criterion Music Corp. (ASCAP)

When I was a young buck, I had all the good luck and I loved every woman I could
drinking and fighting was more than exciting
and loving was better than good.

Now, I'm buying back, buying back, buying back what I used to give away.
Now, I'm buying back, buying back, buying back what I used to give away.

The music was louder, we snored gunpowder
and the honky-tonks never did close.
The neon kept blinking, left no time for thinking
and we did what we did when we chose.

Now, I'm buying back, buying back, buying back what I used to give away.
Now, I'm buying back, buying back, buying back what I used to give away.

One night when she dared me, I married young Mary and I stayed drunk three years to the day.
She bossed me and crossed me, than walked out
and lost me and took all I had on the way.

Now, I'm buying back, buying back, buying back what I used to give away.
Now, I'm buying back, buying back, buying back what I used to give away.
Now I'm buying back, buying back, buying back what I used to give away.
Now I'm buying back, buying back, buying back what I used to give away.
Now I'm buying back, buying back, buying back what I used to give away.

BY THE WAY (I STILL LOVE YOU)
© Criterion Music Corp.

How are you how you been funny seeing you again
I'm all right hope you are too by the way I still love you
Is he nice that's fine yes he once was a friend of mine
That's okay it was my fault too by the way I still love you

Love you more than I can say love you more each day
Every breath I take every smile I fake every hour I'm awake
Well so long do come around when you're in this part of town
Happy days good luck too by the way I still love you

CALIFIA (STONE RIDER)

Stone rider coming baby
Califia is her name
Some call her California baby
She’ll break just the same
she’ll break just the same
she’ll break just the same

Rock and grills
mountains and hills
they won’t last they won’t last
Your building’s tall very tall
your people small very small
they won’t last they won’t last
they won’t last they won’t last

Stone rider coming baby
Califia is her name
Some call her California baby
She’ll break just the same
she’ll break just the same
she’ll break just the same

Stone rider coming baby
Califia is her name
Some call her California baby
She’ll break just the same
she’ll break just the same
she’ll break just the same

CHICO

Male:
I was born and running wild
a victim of a woman child
She caused the death of three young men
I killed them all and would again
They tried to touch my sweet Violet
I put them in the ground
and there they are yet
And every night I sit and listen
why my mind runs
I see her face I hear her voice
and nearly come undone
She sings

Female:
Chico come on home
Chico come on home
Chico come on home
You’ve been gone way too long

Male:
My souls locked in a private hell
my body is in a prison cell
My mind’s a jungle full of fire
my heart’s a dungeon of desire
I kiss these prison walls so cold and wet
pretending they’re the lips of Violet
And every night I sit and listen
why my mind runs
I see her face I hear her voice
and nearly come undone
She keeps singing

Female:
Chico come on home

Male:
Yeah babe

Female:
Chico come on home
Chico come on home
You’ve been gone way too long

CHILD

Yesterday was blue child
'cause I never knew child
Today I found you child
now I know what I gonna do child
Gonna get next to you child

I wanted to die child
Don’t you ask me why child
Then you walked by child
now I know what I gonna do child
I’m gonna get next to you child

Wake up each morning
and that old sun shines on through
You caused a shake up
and I can’t forget about you

You're the best I’ve seen child
Now don’t you be mean child
Come and share my dream child
Now you know what I gonna do child
I’m gonna get next to you child

Wake up each morning
and that old sun shines on through
you caused a shake up
and I can’t forget about you

You're the best I’ve seen child
Now don’t you be mean child
Come and share my dream child
Now you know what I gonna do child

Gonna get next to you child
I’m gonna get next to you child
Gonna get next to you child
Gonna get next to you child

COLD HARD TIMES
© Lee Hazlewood Music Corp. (ASCAP)

In the waking hours of some not too distant morning
you come walking barefoot to this cowl pulled mind
selling yesterday's dreams wrapped in
tomorrow's paper
whistling for a dog named kindness that you'll never find
It's a cold, hard world love
these are cold hard times
these are cold hard times

Standing in some narrow space you'll hear
your mother crying
for the thoughts she had and didn't use and
now they're gone
and your father is still out back he's selling
and he's buying
there's nothing he can give you 'cause he's
never once been wrong
It's a cold, hard world love
these are cold hard times
these are cold hard times

I heard my brother died last week or was it
just a rumor
from an overdose of hate taken in his veins
I heard the preachers said God must have a
sense of humor
'cause when they put him in the grave it didn't even rain
It's a cold, hard world love
these are cold hard times
these are cold hard times
these are cold hard times

COME ON HOME TO ME


Spoken intro:
And you wake up one morning and you say: 'I feel good. I don't miss her, I can live without her'.
And you soon learn that time will come, but it wasn't that day.

A bird can fly on just one wing
But then why should he?
Where there’s sky there must be rain
Where there’s you there’s me

So do it all get it done be all there is to be
Than wrap yourself in something warm
And come on, come on
Come on home to me

Love can die and never know
What it might have bin
You and I will never know
until we try again

So do it all get it done see all there is to see
Than wrap yourself in something warm
And come on, come on
Come on home to me

DARK IN MY HEART
© Granite Music Corp.

Woke up Sunday morning and I thought that I could sing
But I can't no I can't
Woke up Sunday morning and I thought I heard bells ring
But they don't no they won't
Oh it's dark it's dark in my heart

Got a letter from my mama but she didn't send no cash
Send no cash not a dime
Got a letter from my sister and she's still writin' trash
Writin' trash talked for the trash
Oh it's dark it's dark in my heart

I asked a man some questions and he told me just the truth
Just the truth and I didn't believe him
I asked a girl for lovin' and she walked in the phonebooth
That ain't cool in the phonebooth
Oh it's dark it's dark in my heart

Met a girl in New York and she had a lotta class
Lotta class tourist class
Took the girl to LA but she said it wouldn't last
Wouldn't last and it didn't
Oh it's dark it's dark in my heart
Oh it's dark it's dark in my heart

DOLLY AND HAWKEYE
© Criterion Music Corp. (ASCAP)

She'll be thirty two in July
And she's only known one man
A blue-eyed talker name of Hawkeye
Sometimes he sold pots and pans
He came to her house late one summer
When she was ripe and twenty two
He stayed awhile with her that summer
And if he left we never knew

And he called her Dolly
And he called her Dolly
And he called....
Called her Dolly

She hasn't spoken since that summer
Her hair has turned a silver grey
Her eyes turned yellow like the roses
She weeds and waters everyday
And people come to buy the roses
But sell them one she will not do
She sits there in her six foot garden
And counts the roses two-by-two

And he called her Dolly
And he called her Dolly
And he called....
Called her Dolly

One day a man came by to see her
He said he was Hawkeye's best friend
He wondered had she'd seen old Hawkeye
Her yellows eyes smiled up at him
She turned and walked down to her garden
And picked two roses of her choice
And when she gave them to the stranger
He thought he heard old Hawkeye's voice

And he called her Dolly
And he called her Dolly
And he called....
Called her Dolly

DOLLY PARTON'S GUITAR
© Criterion Music Corp. (ASCAP)

You held me close a thousand times
when I was feeling down
You watched me be the fool I am
still you stayed around
You bragged on me to other folks
when you knew I wouldn’t go far
You made me happier than Dolly Parton’s guitar

You watched me stumble watched me fall
Loved me like I am
You watched me hide my face and cry
and still called me your man
You watched me touch the top of trees
when I was reaching for the stars
You made me happier than Dolly Parton’s guitar

You’ve given me the best of you
and it’s the best I’ve ever had
You cooled the flame that rules my brain
and sometimes drives me mad
You’re the woman that I love and need
God knows that you are
You made me happier than Dolly Parton’s guitar

You’re the woman that I love and need
God knows that you are
You made me happier than Dolly Parton’s guitar

EASY AND ME
© Lee Hazlewood Music Corp. (ASCAP)

We rode on trains with hunger and pain but we didn't cry
Easy and me and some other guy
We hook some rides, stood side by side and watch cars go by
Easy and me and some other guy
The days and the nights we cared for each other
The wrongs and the rights we shared with each other
Then one day last week she kissed my cheek and whispered goodbye
Then Easy walked on with some other guy

FEATHERS


Thursday is just another day
the weatherman said
rain and Indian feathers
I took you to a place where flowers
had grown if only did I’d known you feathers
You were the best I loved the best
and so I say the hell with all the rest
I’ll miss you feather

Your friends were few just one or two
Albeit to say goodbye to you feathers
The women of the town they let you down
not one of then came round feathers
You were the best I love the best
and so I say to hell with all the rest
I’ll miss you feathers

Later on that afternoon the sun came out
and then the moon feathers
and then at once we’re so afraid laid
flowers on your still wet grave feathers
You were the best I love the best
and so I say the hell with all the rest
I’ll miss you feathers

And when they all had gone away
I stayed awhile and tried to pray feathers
Instead I wrote these words to you
the closest to up where are you feathers?
You were the best I love the best
and so I say the hell with all the rest
I’ll miss you feathers
I’ll miss you feathers

FIRST STREET BLUES
© Criterion Music Corp. (BMI)

Buddy can you spare a dime
For a little glass of wine
Buddy don't you pity me
Just one drink then I'll be
In a world all my own
The only place I call home
Where no hurt can get to me
And no one but me can see

Pretty flowers dance and sing
Laughter is a common thing
Where no hate has ever been
'Cause I won't let it in
By the warm purple flame
Every little grape calls my name
As it climbs on the fire
And makes the fire burn higher

Higher than it's ever been
Time and space mean nothing then
I fall about a mile or two
So pardon me if I ask you
Buddy can you spare a dime
For a little glass of wine

FIVE MORE MILES TO FOLSOM


Five more miles to Folsom.
This train can't move too slow.
Ninety-nine years at Folsom.
Then they'll let me go.

Shot a man in Dallas.
He made a fool of me.
Thought they never catched me.
How wrong can one guy be.

Five more miles to Folsom.
This train can' t move too slow.
Ninety-nine years at Folsom.
Then they'll let me go.

Let my love at the station.
Cryin' in the rain.
Broke her heart at the station.
'Cause I couldn't explain.

Five more miles to Folsom.
This train can' t move too slow.
Ninety-nine years at Folsom.
Then they'll let me go.

Sit and stare out my window.
At someone else's moon.
And ask why was I born.
Ninety-nine years too soon. 

FOR A DAY LIKE TODAY
© Lee Hazlewood Music Corp. (ASCAP)

There's a dream I've been saving for a day like today
Yellow trees, Indian waters flowing softly on
their way
There's a dove in the treetops singing peace
on the wind
Again again and again

It's just a dream I've been saving for a day like today
There's some hope I've been saving for a day like today
Love will come, love will conquer every heart that beats today
And it may not be perfect, but at least we can try You and I, you and I, you and I

It's just some hope I've been saving for a day like today
There's a song I've been saving for a day like today
And the words tell a story of our youngest far away
Bring them home, sings the chorus, for they're much too young to die
Must they die, must they die, must they die

It's just a song I've been saving for a day like today
Bring them home, sings the chorus, for they're much too young to die
Must they die, must they die, must they die

It's just a song I've been saving for a day like today
Just a dream I've been saving for a day like today Just some hope I've been saving for a day like today

FORGET MARIE
© Lee Hazlewood Music Corp. (ASCAP)

Standing on the corner with a raggedi-old suitcase by my side
Waiting for a Greyhound bus to come along so I can hook a ride
Gonna go as far as 14 dollars will take a fool like me
Gotta find a place where I can hide, you know I must forget Marie
Marie

I'm standing on the corner feeling raindrops raise tears down my face
Try and losers tears and knowing that I never should have run the race
Never should have let her built a house of love, it's falling in on me
Gotta find a place where I can hide, you know I must forget Marie
Marie

I'm standing on the corner with a raggedi-old suitcase by my side
Waiting for the Greyhound bus to come along so I can hook a ride

FOR MY BIRTHDAY
© Criterion Music Corp. (ASCAP)

I want a P.O.A. or a B.J. for my birthday
I want a P.O.A. or a B.J. for my birthday
A Stooges tie would be fine
and if it’s signed by Curly Joe
but I got something else hells in mind
I though you like to know
I want a P.O.A. or a B.J. for my birthday
I want a P.O.A. or a B.J. for my birthday

I want a P.O.A. or a B.J. for my birthday
I want a P.O.A. or a B.J. for my birthday
Yahoo’s talk would be grant
And the dip of dance sublime
but stock goes up stock goes down
I got an angel fire
I want a P.O.A. or a B.J. for my birthday
I want a P.O.A. or a B.G. for my birthday

I want a P.O.A. or a B.J. for my birthday
I want a P.O.A. or a B.J. for my birthday
If my hair grows green it just will do
If you have a key or two
Wrap it up don’t be late
The party starts tonight at eight
I want a P.O.A. or a B.J. for my birthday
I want a P.O.A. or a B.J. for my birthday

FOR ONE MOMENT
© Criterion Music Corp.

The hurt I hurt is nothing like the hurts I've hurt before
The things I feel do not feel like things I've felt before
And the loneliness and the emptiness and the hopelessless are fine
Because sometimes my cloudy brain remembers for one moment you were mine

[strings]

The pain that pains is not the pain that's pained my heart before
The tears I tear are not the tears my eyes have teared before
And the loneliness and the helplessness and the uselessness are fine
Because some times my cloudy brain remembers for one moment you were mine

FOUR KINDS OF LONELY
© Criterion Music Corp.

Johnny Blakely robbed the bank way down in El Paso
He got thirty four dollars and a sack of green stamps I know
He didn't tell nobody but his little red-headed girl friend
She turned him in again and again

And now he's four kinds of lonely three kinds of sad
Two kinds of sorry one big kind of mad kind of mad

Mildred wadn't pretty but she had a good looking man
One night she introduced him to her best girl friend named Dan
Yeah they borrowed Mildred's car and they went down to Mexico
Got married I know Mildred told me so

And now she's four kinds of lonely three kinds of sad
Two kinds of sorry one big kind of mad kind of mad

One day I let a stranger take a look at my huntin' gun
He said it sure were shiny and he wished that he had one
Well he turned round and pointed my gun straight at me and then
Said stick 'em up friend I never saw him again

And now I'm four kinds of lonely three kinds of sad
Two kinds of sorry one big kind of mad yeah I'm kind of mad

FRED FREUD
© Mother Texas Music Corp.

Hello young fella my name is Fred Freud
I hear you suffer neurotic afflictions,
you act like a boy but you're really a man
could your mama have caused these
conditions?
No kisses are poses can cure your neurosis
or set a new time on your clock,
have a few drinks tonight
go start a fight you just need a shot
of some Bach!

Hello young lady my name is Fred Freud
I hear you suffer from neurvous connipcions,
I come in your life to brighten your days
to write you a sterling prescription.
Your mind is all boozy
constricted and boozy
the pounding you hear is your own heart!
Go buy a red sweater the more you feel beter
you just need a shot of Mozart!

Hello young crazy my name is Fred Freud
you say you suffer a serial syndrome,
but only kills snakes that nests in your mind
that look like your father and ...
Lady you know in the black down below
goes by the name of Miss Pinsky,
thinks she's queen of the block
but she only play rock
what you need is a shot of Stravinsky!

Hey that ain't Stravinsky!

FRIDAY'S CHILD
© Atlantic Music Corp.

Friday's child, hard luck is her brother
Friday's child, her sister's misery
Friday's child, her daddy they call hard times
Friday's child, that's me

Friday's child, born a little ugly
Friday's child, good looks passed her by...oh
Friday's child, makes something look like nothing
Friday's child, am I...ya

Friday's child, never climbed no mountain
Friday's child, she ain't even gonna try...oh
Friday's child, whom they'll forgot to bury
Friday's child, am I

GYPSIES AND INDIANS
© Mother Texas Music Corp. (ASCAP)

Gypsies and Indians
Gypsies and Indians
God cut us from the same tree
Gypsies and Indians
Gypsies and Indians
No place to go no place to be
No place to go no place to be

I saw her standing by the river
Gypsy guitar in her hand
She sang a song that would haunt me
Again, again and again

Gypsies and Indians
Gypsies and Indians
God cut us from the same tree
Gypsies and Indians
Gypsies and Indians
No place to go no place to be
No place to go no place to be

I felt the fire in his red skin
As we lay down in the sand
And we made love by the blood moon
Again, again and again

Gypsies and Indians
Gypsies and Indians
God cut us from the same tree
Gypsies and Indians
Gypsies and Indians
No place to go no place to be
No place to go no place to be

When I awoke he had left me
His arrows lay in the sand
I'll pray he'll come back and take me
Again, again and again

Gypsies and Indians
Gypsies and Indians
God cut us from the same tree
Gypsies and Indians
Gypsies and Indians
No place to go no place to be
No place to go no place to be

Repeat chorus

HANDS
© Criterion Music Corp.

Loneliness is all I understand
Happiness is in another land
Tenderness is what I felt today
When you touched my lonely hands
And today was a day like I've never known before
And your touch made me feel alone no more.
When you touched my hands, you touched my hands
My lonely hands
And today was a day like I've never known
before
And your touch made me feel alone no more
When you touched my hands, you touched my hands
My lonely hands

HEY, COWBOY
© Lee Hazlewood Music Corp. (ASCAP)

Hey cowboy, where did you get the clothes you wear
Hey cowboy, where did you get the funny hair
What are you doing in the land of the midnight sun 'cause you better run
you're just a toy cowboy
I may not look right but I sure do feel fine
you hang around me and I'll undo your mind

Hey cowboy, where did you get the funny walk
Hey cowboy, where did you get the crazy talk
What're you doing in the land of the midnight sun 'cause you better run
you're just a toy cowboy
If I'm a toy then let me do what I do
you wind me up and watch what I'd do to you

Hey cowboy (what do you want?), where did you get that horse
Hey cowboy , from the men of course
what're you doing in the land of the midnight sun 'cause you better run
you're just a toy cowboy
I'm maybe small but I know I'm right for you
No big cowboy can do the little things I do
(you get that straight little Swedish girl?
Aha, allright)

HOME (I'M HOME)
© Criterion Music Corp.

(La la la la la La la la la la...)

He don't have to work at his job no more
He don't have to be like he was before
Got no money that he can spend somebody took good care of him
And he's home ah that boy's home

She don't have to worry bout the size or her weight
She don't have to worry bout the wrinkles on her face
Got her a man life is sweet there's prettier girls still walkin' the streets
But she's home ah that girl's home

(La la la la la La la la la la...)

I don't have to run if I wanna stay
And I don't have to do what people say
Found my place in the sun I do what I like and I like what I've done
And I'm home ah this boy's home

HOUSTON
© Criterion Music Corp.

Well it's lonesome in this big town everybody puts me down
I'm a face without a name just a walkin' in the rain
I'm going back to Houston Houston Houston

I got holes in both of my shoes and I'm a walkin' case of the blues
I saw a dollar yesterday but the wind blew it away
I'm going back to Houston Houston Houston

I haven't eaten in about a week and I'm so hugry when I walk I squeak
Nobody calls me friend it's sad the shape I'm in
I'm going back to Houston Houston Houston
[ harmonica ]
I got a girl waitin' there for me where at least she said she'd be
I got a home and a big warm bed and a feather pillow for my head
I'm going back to Houston Houston Houston

I take a bus or take an old freight train I come ride or walk it's all the
same
I'm goin' back where they know my face and I'm never gonna leave that place
I'm going back to Houston Houston Houston

Well it's lonesome in this big town everybody puts me down
I'm a face without a name yeah I'm a walkin' in the rain

HUTCHINSON JAIL
© Criterion Music Corp.

Cold, cold, cold, cold, it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail

Somebody help me please I'm as helpless as can be
And I don't know what my life is comin' to
They say I shot a man but I never shot I ran
That was my first mistake I'm telling you

Ah it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail ah it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail
Yeah it's cold, cold, cold, cold, it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail

I got a wife in Wichita and a girl in Saginaw
And they both ain't heard from me in some time
I hate to disappoint 'em both but some feller under oath
Said I did it and they believed his story not mine

Ah it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail...

Snow's all over the ground there ain't one robin around
That I'd trust to carry a message to a friend
Guess I'll just stay here till spring sure wish I knew what's spring
They'd let me out so I can start again

Ah it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail...
Cold, cold, cold, cold, it's cold in the Hutchinson Jail

I AM A PART
© Criterion Music Corp.

I am a part of every road you walk down
and I am a part of every dream that you found.

And when you cry I'll cry along with you
and should you die I know that I'll die too.

I am that part of everything that you do,
since I became a part of you,
since I became a part of you.

I am a part of every hurt and every lie
and I am a part of every tear that you cry.

And when you're sad you know that I'm sad too
and if you're bad then I'll be bad with you.

I am that part of everything that you do,
since I became a part of you,
since I became a part of you.

I'M GLAD I NEVER
© Lee Hazlewood Music Corp.

In the beginning there was nothing
but it was kind of fun watching nothing grow

You came walkin' into my life
Carryin' your own dreams
You could've been
Yeah, you could've been good
Then why were you so goddamn mean
But till you I never had any fun But I'm sure glad I never
Ain't you glad I never
Be glad I never owned a gun

I AM, YOU ARE


I am the sea, you are the wind that comes me when by storm.
I am the land, you are the tree I've loved since it was born.
I am the sky that holds the stars and love but only one.
I am the sea, I am the land, the sky, I am the world.
You are the wind, the tree, the star, you are my little girl.
I am the sky that holds the stars and love's but only one.
I am the sea, I am the land, the sky, I am the world.
You are the wind, the tree, a star, you are my little girl.

I`D RATHER BE YOUR ENEMY


Spoken intro:
And one day I'll turn around and she'll be standing there, and I'll wonder how she'll look, how she'll act and what she'll say.
I know what I'll say, and I thinik I'll write a song about it one day.

Love's a game
And it's a shame
But sometimes you don't win
But don't you do what others do
When I see you again

'Cause I'd rather be your enemy
Then hear you call me friend
I'd rather be your enemy
Then hear you call me friend

In a time
When I was blind
I let you take me in
But don't you do what others do
When I see you again

'Cause I'd rather be your enemy
Then hear you call me friend
I'd rather be your enemy
Then hear you call me friend

You know I'd rather be your enemy
Then hear you call me friend
I'd rather be your enemy
Then hear you call me friend

I GOTTA GET OUT OF THIS TOWN


I gotta get out of this town
I gotta go some place
I gotta get out of this town
And forget your face
There ain't nothin' I want
From nobody like you
I got some places I itch
I got some scratchin' to do
I gotta get out of this town

I gotta get out of this town
I gotta get me a man
I gotta get out of this town
You're more than I can stand

I gotta get out of this town
I gotta go somewhere
I gotta get out of this town
I hope it's over there
I'm gonna plant a love tree
I'm gonna pick me some
I want some peaches and cream
I'm tired of nothin' but plums
I gotta get out of this town

I gotta get out of this town
I gotta find me a man
I gotta get out of this town
You're more than I can stand

I gotta get out of this town
I gotta get me a man
I gotta get out of this town
You're more than I can stand

I gotta get out of this town
Let me out of this town
I want out of this town
I gotta get out of this town
Gotta get out of this town

I’VE BEEN DOWN SO LONG
(It looks like up to me)
© Lee Hazlewood Music Corp. (ASCAP)

Female:
He walks these tracks and never looks around
He bums what he can get in any town
He’s grown content to live on charity

Male:
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me

Female:
I make excuses when I read his name
on the side of some old dirty train
It conjures up a taste of fantasy

Male:
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me

Female:
Well I pushed him off the ladder of success

Male:
That’s true
But down here on the bottom I get rest

Female:
Oh uh he saves his thoughts to buy a memory

Male:
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me

Female:
Ohh I put my finger in his mind’s eye
And I’ve given him a reason now to cry
I put his song of life in the wrong key

Male:
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me

Female:
Yeah he’s been down so long it looks like up to you
poor Lee I wish you’d come up here Lee
you're breaking my heart down there

Male:
I wish you tell a story to alleviate

Female:
Listen here

Male:
It’s a secret

Female:
Poor Lee

Male:
You hurt me

Female:
Oh sorry

Male:
I’ll never forget

Female:
Ah ha

Male:
I’m a poor sport

Female:
Hi, hi ha
You're hurt? Haa ha

I MIGHT BREAK EVEN
© Criterion Music Corp. (BMI)

My old barn's about to cave in
It'll fall right on the house I'm in
My burial insurance is overdue again
Still I might break even this year

Well I got me a job and I had it made
I worked three weeks but I didn't get paid
Somebody stole my only chicken at late
Still I might break even this year

Well a taxman says he don't mean me no harm
But if I don't pay, they're gonna take my farm
If they do that just as sure as you're born
I might break even this year

A republican's vote fifty cents and a wink
A democrat's vote a dollar and a drink
If I vote for 'em both, I'll do better I think
And I might break even this year

I MOVE AROUND
© Criterion Music Corp. (ASCAP)

I've seen the Golden Gate in San Francisco Bay
I've seen the Empire State and walked down ol' Broadway
I've seen the northern lights in some Alaskan town
Since I saw you with him I move I move around

I've seen a movie star at Hollywood and Vine
I've seen the Zanzibar and heard the Big Ben chime
I've seen the Eiffel and I'd been in New Cape Town
Since I saw you with him I move I move around

[strings]

I've seen a matador in Barcelona cry
I've seen old Singapore the bridge on river Kwai
I've seen the Mardi Gras and been in One Horse town
Since I saw you with him I move I move around
I move around I move around

IN OUR TIME
© Granite Music (ASCAP)

People used to bill and coo
But that don't make it with you
Coz there's other things we do
In our time, baby
In our time, yeah
In our time, baby
In our time

Girls were once suffragettes
Now they're out takin' bets
Smokin' filter cigarettes
In our time, baby
In our time
In our time, baby
In our time

Holdin' hands in the Louvre
Used to be such a groove
Now some take trips and never move
In our time, baby
In our time
In our time, baby
In our time

Mickey Mouse ain't no kid
Since he read the Wizard of Id
He's trying to figure out what he did
In our time, baby
In our time
In our time, baby
In our time

Housewives dig rock 'n' roll
If you're wrong you've got soul
If you're twenty then you're old
In our time, baby
In our time
In our time, baby
Our own sweet time

In our time, baby
In our time
In our time, baby
In our time
In our time, baby
In our time, yeah
In our time....

IS MAKING A LITTLE LOVE OUT OF THE QUESTION? (Nancy & Lee version)


Male:
When I came home this morning
my clothes were on the floor

Female:
You’d have a drink or two or three
and maybe even more

Male:
Yeah you had my old dog bite me
in a place that I can’t mention
there’s something that I want to ask you
now that I have your attention
Is making a little love out of the question?
Or is it just cause you’re not in the mood?
If making a little love out of the question
than maybe you can fix me up some food?

Female:
You have not been home since Tuesday
and that’s a week ago
You said you car won’t start
because it’s covered up with snow
Well I wasn’t born yesterday Barton
and I know when you lie
It wasn’t snow that made you late
there is no snow in July

Male:
Yeah is making a little love out of the question?
Or is it just cause you’re not in the mood?
If making a little love out of the question
than maybe you can fix me up some food?

Female:
Yeah right making a little love is out of the question
and it’s not because I’m not in the mood
I’m always in the mood

Male:
Ah ha

Female:
Making a little love is out of the question
and you can fix your own ....... food

You know what I think Barton Lee?

Male:
What?

Female:
I think Paula was right, I want a man
in my life and not in my house

Male:
Ohhhh

Female:
Nhhoh O.K. come on take me to bed

Male:
Talk to me I’m listening uhhh

JOSE
© Criterion Music Corp. (ASCAP)

In a small village near La Paz Mexico lived a boy not so many years ago
And hunger was his enemy every day but he never begged the boy called José
And every day he worked in the fields as he worked well

And when the night came this boy slept where he fell
And the earth was the only mother he ever knew some people say
And she gave him strenght and he grew to be a man called José (José José)

One Sunday afternoon this young man saw his first bullfight
And his blood ran hot and he couldn't sleep that night
And as the morning came he thought he heard his mother say
Now you know why you were born José

And he lived for one thing and nothing more he had to be the very best matador
And when he killed his first bull one bright Sunday
You could hear a lace a hundred miles for José (José José)

And as his fame grew his fortune grew too but he gave much of this fortune
away
Because he knew that other's fight is old enemy hunger every day
And so many times he heard God bless you José

And the years passed and Jose said I'll fight great bulls no more
The younger men they better sooth it for
The Sunday game with its blood and its death to pay
You'll soon forget the matador José (José José)

And the next morning we found him lying on the ground
He didn't move he didn't make a sound
And yet we heard from somewhere someone say
Welcome home my little boy José (José José José José)

KARI
© Lee Hazlewood Music Corp. (ASCAP)

oh Kari I'm coming home
oh Kari I'm coming home
Gatorade and lemonade
and lying naked in the shade
pretending that I got it made by than
sniff and stuff and dip and snuff
till I think I have enough
and then I gonna get up if I can
oh Kari I'm coming home
oh Kari I'm coming home

the sky is green and in between
somebody says the water's clean
but I bet's just a dream by
the President is popping pilles
and paying all the old folks' bills
and wearing a silver spoon around his neck
oh Kari I'm coming home
oh Kari I'm coming home

an evil eye from the FBI
came walking by and caught my eye
and I told him carefully buddy I am James Bond (don't show)
he caught my bluff and took my stuff
and hit me till he'd had enough
and took me to a place I'm not fond of
oh Kari I won't be home
oh Kari I won't be home

LADY BIRD
© Lee Hazlewood Music Corp. (ASCAP)

Female:
I've been where the eagle flies.
Rode his wings 'cross autumn skies.
Kissed the sun, touched the moon.
But he left me much too soon.
His lady bird...he left his lady bird.

Male:
Lady bird come on down.
I'm here waiting on the ground.
Lady bird I'll treat you good.
Ah, lady bird I wish you would.
You lady bird...pretty lady bird.

Female:
Lightning flashed across the sky.
The night he taught me how to fly.
The sun came up and then I found.
Too soon he let his lady down.
His lady bird...I'm his lady bird.

Male:
Lady bird come on down.
I'm here waiting on the ground.
Lady bird I'll treat you good.
Aw, lady bird I wish you would.
You lady bird...pretty lady bird.

Female:
Winter lives in my heart.
In the times that we're apart.
Summer sings a song or two.
When he says 'I love you true'.
My lady bird...yeah, I'm his lady bird.

Male:
Lady bird come on down.
I'm here waiting on the ground.
Lady bird I'll treat you good.
Aw, lady bird I wish you would.
You lady bird...pretty lady bird.

Female:
I'm your lady bird.

Male:
You're a lady bird.

Female:
Yes, I'm a lady bird.

Male:
You're too much you little bird.

L.A. LADY


Spoken intro:
It's been said that all good things were made in heaven, but somehow I have the feeling that the first time we said 'I love you' to each other, the gods must have turned their backs and laughed out loud.

When you're up you're a king, when you're down you're nothing.
Why? Because I told me so.
When you're back against the wall, you got no place to fall.
Why? Because I told me so.
Go ahead and sing your lips that song. I already know what's wrong with you, I do.
You miss your L.A. LADY
Love is short, love is long. She then took her ass and was gone.
Why? Because she told me so.
When you don't know what you can do, let someone do it for you.
Why? Because I told me so.
Go ahead and sing your lips that song. I already know what's wrong with you, I do.
You miss your L.A. LADY
Go ahead and sing your lips that song. I already know what's wrong with you, I do.
You miss your L.A. LADY

LEATHER AND LACE
© Lee Hazlewood Music Corp. (ASCAP)

Leather and lace hangin' in place and the fire was as warm as the wine
the leather was hot the lace it was not so she left my side for a time
ran into town leaving her gown in a place by the door
now the leather and lace still hangs in place but I never see her anymore
Leather and lace hangin' in place and desire was as warm as the wine
the leather was sure the lace couldn't 'dure and endure I did for a time
then I run to town leaving my gown with a face like the red lace I wore
now the leather and lace still hang in place but I never see him anymore
Leather and lace hangin' in place and desire was as warm as the wine
the leather was hot the lace it was not so she left my side for a time
then I run to town leaving my gown with a face like the red lace I wore
now the leather and lace still hang in place but I never see him anymore

LIGHTNING'S GIRL


I told you that I'm Lightning's girl
But you keep hangin' round
If Lightning ever catches you
He's got to put you down

(spoken) About six feet!

Stay away from Lightning's girl
And this part of town
Stay away from Lightning's girl
Or he'll put you down...yeah

Better stop your groovin' round
Another rooster's hen
If Lightning ever catches you
He's got to do you in

(spoken) In about two minutes!

Stay away from Lightning's girl
And this part of town
Stay away from Lightning's girl
Or he'll put you down

Here comes Lightning down the street
While you just stand there talkin'
If I were you I'd start to move
And tell my story walkin'

(spoken) About a hundred miles an hour!

Stay away from Lightning's girl
And this part of town
Stay away from Lightning's girl
Or he'll put you down

Stay away from Lightning's g-i-r-l
Stay away from Lightning's g-i-r-l
Stay away from Lightning's g-i-r-l
Stay away from Lightning's g-i-r-l

LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE (LITTLE MISS RAIN)


Spoken intro:
Sometimes it`s difficult to remember the good times but I know there were some. There was your birthday and Christmases and rabbits named Friday; and once I start remembering the good times, it seems there were only good times.

Look in the heaven, what do you see?
Angels are making something for me?
Two drops of happy, one pinch of pain
I`ll call her little miss sunshine, little miss rain

Two eyes much bluer then I have ever seen
And on my birthday they were turned to green
Two drops of happy, one pinch of pain
I`ll call her little miss sunshine, little miss rain

I know so pretty, but not a perfect side
And in good mornings a little to the right
Two drops of happy, one pinch of pain
I'll call her little miss sunshine, little miss rain

A mouth full of honey, so the bees won't sting.
Her hair is golden like an angel's ring.
Two drops of happy, one pinch of pain.
I`ll call her little miss sunshine, little miss rain.
A little miss sunshine, little miss rain.

LONE RANGER AIN'T MY FRIEND ANYMORE
© Granite Music Corp.

Last week you said we leave you
every word you say was true
but last night I saw you kissin'
a kissin' on somebody new
and since that happened

I don't believe in Chicago
or that old Eastern bunny like my four
I won't be good till Christmas
and the lone ranger ain't my friend anymore

Last week you introduced me
to a guy named Fred at your place
but last night when you came home
you had Fred all over you face
and since that happened

I don't believe in Chicago
or that old Eastern bunny like my four
I won't be good till Christmas
and the lone ranger ain't my friend anymore

You can never say what his name was
just left this silver bullit split
or was it the other way
and the lone ranger ain't my friend anymore
anymore anymore anymore

LONG BLACK TRAIN
© Guitar Music

Back when I was ten Jim was my best friend
We'd go down to the station and watched the trains come in
The long black train the long black train

Some day I told my friend we'll ride that train and then
We'll make a fortune for ourselves and we'll ride it home again
The long black train the long black train

As we grew older Jim grew wilder than the wind
He robbed the bank in our hometown and they sent me after him
On the long black train the long black train

And so I cut my friend twelve men convicted him
Ninety nine years is what he got I'll bet it seems like a hundred to Jim
He'll miss the long black train the long black train

LOOK AT THAT WOMAN
© Guitar Music

Look at that woman standin' there look at that woman ain't she fair
Look at that woman seems so fine
Lord I wish that woman was anybody else of but mine
Anybody else of but mine

She can't cook and she can't love and she ain't worth a dime
And Lord I wish that woman was anybody else of but mine

Face like a child body so nice eyes like an angel heart cold as ice
Look at that woman seems so fine
Lord I wish that woman was anybody else of but mine
Anybody else of but mine

She can't cook and she can't love...
[ harmonica ]
Look at that woman

LOVE AND OTHER CRIMES


Inside this house called me I live
Trying, trying, trying to learn to give
I have taken much that never was mine
But baby I do my best ah and baby I will confess
I‘ve committed love and other crimes

LOVE EYES


Love eyes, baby you sure got
Love eyes, turn me on a lot
My world lies right there
in your love eyes
Your love eyes

Love eyes, keep me all up tight
Love eyes, huh, make
me do what's right
My world lies right there
in your love eyes
Your love eyes

You know I know you know,
everything I do
'Coz everything I do you know
I do it just for you
Take me in your arms, make me realize
All I ever need is in your love eyes
Mmm, nothin' else will do

Love eyes yeah, they keep my lovin' true
My world lies right there
in your love eyes
Baby you sure got
Love eyes, yeah they turn me on a lot
My world lies right there
in your love eyes
Your love eyes

LOVING YOU, LOVING ME
© Criterion Music Corp. (ASCAP)

Standin' on some muddy roadside
With my back turned toward the rain
I think I'm twenty miles from somewhere
I know I'm thirty years insane
And my shoes ain't worth tyin'
Like my life there wearin' thin
And if it wasn't for the dyin'
Lord I'd like to try again

Loving you
Loving you
Loving me

And the rain just keeps on raining
And the cars keep rolling by
And there ain't no use complaining
So I'll just stand here and cry
And sometimes I remember
When we climbed the walls in sin
God I hope that you're forgiven
Cos I'd like to try again

Loving you
Loving you
Loving me

And I know why I haven't seen you
For at least a thousand days
But I still know what you feel like
And I know your woman ways
And If I had the nerve I'd find you
I'd take you in my arms and then...
I'd hold you till you told me
Lord I'd like to try again

Loving you
Loving you
Loving me

Loving you
Loving you
Loving me

MANNFORD, OKLAHOMA


I was born in Mannford, Oklahoma
I was born in Mannford town
When you are born in Mannford, Oklahoma
There ain’t no up in your cup there is just
down

Things were tough in Mannford, Oklahoma
Bad enough in Mannford town
When you’re born in Mannford, Oklahoma
14th place in the human race you don’t put
down

Street lights never saw one ever till I was sixteen
Old roads dusty one car rusty
we were too broke to dream

Times were poor in Mannford, Oklahoma
that’s for sure in Mannford town
When you are born in Mannford, Oklahoma
There ain’t no place your life can go but
down

Times were poor in Mannford, Oklahoma
And that’s for sure in Mannford town
When you are born in Mannford, Oklahoma
There ain’t no place your life can go but
down
Way down

ME AND CHARLIE
© Criterion Music Corp.

Me and Charlie shot a man this morning
He was such a dreary man this morning
His gun was fast and that's a fact so Charlie shot him in the back
Me and Charlie shot a man this morning
(Sing a song some more that's what you live for)

Me and Charlie shot a man this morning
He was such a greedy man this morning
Devide his gold he would not do so Charlie shot him half into
Me and Charlie shot a man this morning
(Sing a song some more that's what you live for)

Me and Charlie we got shot this morning
Boy it hurt an awful lot this morning
Charlie died what could I do so I lay down and I'll die too
Me and Charlie we got shot this morning
(Sing a song some more) there ain't no more (that's what you live for)

MUST HAVE BEEN SOMETHING I LOVED


Spoken intro:
Probably the only comforting thing about losing someone you love is when you discover there are so many others riding the same train as you.

You're looking sick and your head is hanging down
You look like you have been living under the ground
An old man said to me yesterday:
'Don't you know what's the matter with you?
Don't you know what to say?'
And I said it:
Must have been, must have been, must have been, must have been something I loved.

I know a man looks better than you
And he's been dead for a week or two.
An old man said to me yesterday:
'Don't you know what's the matter with you?
Don't you know what to say?'
And I said it:
Must have been, must have been, must have been, must have been something I loved.

I know what you've been going through
'Cause look at me, I'm twenty-two.
An old man said to me yesterday:
'Don't you know what's the matter with you?
Don't you know what to say?'
And I said it:
Must have been, must have been, must have been, must have been something I loved.

MY AUTUMN'S DONE COME
© Criterion Music Corp.

Kiss all the pretty ones goodbye
Give everyone a penny that cry
You can throw all my tranquil' pills away
Let my blood pressure go on its way
For my autumn's done come
My autumn's done come, done come

Let those 'I-don't-care-days' begin
I'm tired of holdin' my stomach in
No more slinky folk dollars for me
I'll take Sears & Roebuck dollars gladly
For my autumn's done come
My autumn's done come, done come

Bring me water short and scotch tall
A big long black cigar that ain't all
Hang me a hammock between two big trees
Leave me alone, damned! Let me do as I please
For my autumn's done come
My autumn's done come, done come

MY BABY CRIED ALL NIGHT LONG
© Granite Music Corp.

My baby cried all night long my baby cried all night long
She saw me dancin' with a girl named Flo
A huggin' and a kissin' with the lights down low
And my baby cried all night long

Ah my baby cried all night long my baby cried all night long
She saw me messin' with a girl named Sue
And baby can't do what Sue can do
And my baby cried all night long

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Last night I cried all night long (this is the sad part)
Last night I cried oh yeah all night long
I saw my baby out on the town
Doin' all the things I done and Lord it brought me down
And you can bet I cried all night long
Last night I cried all night long

And the moral of this story is that you shouldn't be caught messin'
Where you shouldn't been messin' or you'll end up cryin' all night long
And that's when I end up cryin' all night long
Cause I was caught messin' where I shouldn't been messin'