Gone Country
Shes been playing in a room on a strip
For ten years in vegas
Every night she looks in the mirror
But she only ages
Shes been reading about nashville and all
The records that everybodys buying
Says Im a simple girl myself
Grew up on long island
So she packs her bags to try her hand
Says this might be my last chance
Shes gone country, look at them boots
Shes gone country, back to her roots
Shes gone country, a new kind of suit
Shes gone country, here she comes
Well the folk scene is dead
But hes holding out in the village
Hes been writing songs speaking out
Against wealth and privilege
He says i dont believe in money
But a man could make him a killin
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Chattahooche
way down yonder on the chattahoochee
It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
We laid rubber on the georgie asphalt
We got a little crazy but we never got caught
Down by the river on a friday night
A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women
Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
Yeah way down yonder on the chattahoochee
Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
But i learned how to swim and i learned how i was
A lot about livin' and a litttle 'bout love
Well we fooged up the windows in my old chevy
I was willing but she wasn't ready
So a settled for a burger and a grape sno-cone
Dropped her off early but i didn't go home
Down by the river on a friday night
A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women
Never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
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Chatahoochie
Yeah way down yonder on the chattahoochee
it gets hotter
than a hoochie coochie
we layed rubber on the georgia asphalt
we got a
litte crazy but we never got caught
down by the river on a friday night
pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin
'bout women
never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
yeah way
down yonder on the chattahoochee
never knew how much that muddy water meant
to me
but i learned how to swim and i learned who i was
alot about livin'
and a little 'bout love
well we fogged up the windows in my old
chevy
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Mind Your Own Business
Mind Your Own Business
(Words and music by Hank Williams, Sr.)
If the wife and I was fussin', brother that's our right
Me and that ole woman bought a license to fight
Why don't you mind your own business(Mind your own business)
Yeah,mind your own business(Mind your own business)
If youmind your own business, you won't be mindin' mine.
Well, the woman on the party line's a nosey thing
She picks up her receiver when she knows it's my ring
Why don't you mind your own business(Mind your own business)
Yeah, mind your own business(Mind your own business)
If you mind your own business, you won't be mindin' mine.
--- Instrumental with ad libs ---
Well, I got a little girl that wears her hair up high
The boys all hollar when she walks by
Why don't you mind your own business(Mind your own business)
Yeah, mind your own business(Mind your own business)
Just mind your own business, you wont be mindin' mine.
--- Instrumental with ad libs ---
I may tell a lot of stories that may not be true
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Work In Progress
Okay, I forgot about the trash,
I didn't trim the long hairs on my moustache.
I did buy you a ring; I believe it was back in '93.
Alright, I admit it; I forgot our anniversary.
I did pick up the baby this morning at the nursery.
That ain't no big thing; It's a gold star for me.
You get tired and disgusted with me,
When I can't be just what you want me to be.
I still love you and I try real hard.
I swear, one day, you'll have a brand new car.
I even asked the Lord to try to help me:
He looked down from Heaven, said to tell you please;
Just be patient, I'm a work in progress.
I'm sorry I got mad, waitin' in the truck;
It seemed like hours, you gettin' all dressed up,
Just to go to Shoney's on a Wednesday night.
I read that book you gave me about Mars and Venus;
I think it's sinkin' in but I probably need to re read it,
But I'm starting to see now, what you been saying is right.
You get tired and disgusted with me,
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Where Were You
where were you when the world stopped turning that september day
Out in the yard with your wife and children
Or working on some stage in l.a.
Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke
Rising against that blue sky
Did you shout out in anger, in fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry
Did you weep for the children who lost there dear loved ones
And pray for the ones who don't know
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
And sob for the ones left below
Did you burst out in pride for the red, white and blue
And the heros who died just doin' what they do
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer
And look at yourself and what really matters
Im just a singer of simple songs
Im not a real political man
I watch cnn but im not sure i can tell you
The difference in iraq and iran
But i know jesus, and i talk to god
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Drive (For Daddy Gene)
It was painted red
The stripe was white
It was 18 feet from bow to stern light
It was 2nd hand, from a dealer in Atlanta
I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her
We put on a shine, put on a border
Built out of love, but made for the water
We ran her for years, til' the transim got rotten
A piece of my child hood will never be forgoten
It was just an old plywood boat
A 75 Johnson, an electric choke
A young boy two hands on the wheel
I can't replace the way it made me feel
I would turn her sharp, I would make it wide
He said you can't be the way a old wood boat rides
Just a little lake across the Alabama line
But I was king of the ocean
When Daddy let me drive
Just an old half ton short bed ford
My Uncle bought new in 64
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Talkin' Song Repair Blues
(Written by Dennis Linde)
The mechanic raised up from under my hood
He shook his head and said, "This ain't good
Your timin' belt's done, shrunk one size too small
Those spark plug wires are a little too long
And your main prodsponder's nearly gone
Your injector ports are stripped and that ain't all."
"The torque converter's runnin' low on torque
And that water pump's nearly down a quart
But we caught it all in time so you're in luck"
He said, "I've got the time and I've got the parts
Just give me the word and I'm ready to start
I think we can bring her in for eight hundred bucks."
But don't be downhearted, I can fix it for you, sonny
It won't take too long, it'll just take money
Then he said, "Ain't you that songwriter guy?"
I said, "Yes, I am," he said, "So am I."
And he sat down and played me a song by the grease rack
When he finished singin' he gave me a smile
And I closed my eyes and pondered awhile
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Drive
It was painted red the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light
Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta
I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her
We put on a shine; put on a motor
Built out of love, made for the water
Ran her for years, 'til the transom got rotten
A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten
It was just on old plywood boat
With a '75 Johnson with electric choke
A young boy two hands on the wheel
I can't replace the way it made me feel
And I would turn her sharp
And I would make her whine
He'd say, "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides"
Just a little lake across the Alabama line
But I was king of the ocean
When daddy let me drive
Just an old half ton shortbed ford
My uncle bought new in '64
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Where I Come From
Well I was rollin wheels and shiftin gears
round that jersey turnpike
When barney stopped me with his gun
Ten minutes after midnight
Said sir you broke the limit in this rusty ol truck
I dont know about that accent son
Just where did you come from
I said where I come from
Its cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sitiin
Where I come from tryin to make a livin
And workin hard to get to heaven
Where I come from
Well I was south of detroit city
I pulled in this country kitchen
To try their brand of barbecue
The sign said finger-lickin
Well I paid the tab and the lady aked me
Howd you like my biscuit
Ill be honest with you maam
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