Ridin' into town alone
By the light of the moon
I'm looking for ol Sukie Jones
She crazy horse saloon
Barkeep gimme a drink
That's when she caught my eye
She turned to give me a wink
That make a dead man rise
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Come easy, go easy
All right until the rising sun
I'm calling all the shots tonight
I'm like a loaded gun
Peelin' off my boots and chaps
I'm saddle sore
Four bits gets you time in the racks
I scream for more
Fools' gold out of their mines
The girls are soaking wet
Not tounge's drier than mine
I'll come when I get back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm riding, I'm loading up my pistol
I'm riding, I really got a fistful
I'm riding, I'm shining up my saddle
I'm riding, this snake is gonna rattle
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Ridin' high
Ridin' high
Ridin' high already
Spoken: "Happy birthday motherfucker"
You talk about things and nobody cares
You're wearing other things that nobody wears
You're calling my name but you gotta make clear
I can't say baby where I'll be in a year
Some sweet talkin’ mama with a face like a gent
Said my get up and go must a got up and went
Well I got good news, she's a real good liar
'Cause the backstage boogie set your pants on fire
Sweet emotion
Sweet emotion
I pulled into town in a police car
Your daddy said I took it just a little to far
You're telling me things but your girlfriend lied
You can't catch me 'cause the rabbit done died
Yes it has
You stand in the front just a shakin' your tail
Swiggin' my daddy to pay your bail
I talk about something you can sure understand
'Cause a month on the road an' I'll be cummin' in your hand
Well, well, Lordie my God
What do we got here
She's flashin' 'cross the floor
Make it perfectly clear
You're the bait and you're the hook
Someone bound to take a look
I'm your man-child, lord of the thighs
You must have come here to find me
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the lord of your thighs
You must have come here to find me
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the lord of your thighs
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's the dream
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Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
In the attic lights
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's the dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's the dream
Repeat Chorus
Take me back to a south Tallahassee
Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy
Can't stand up on my feet in the city
Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty
Yes sir, no sir
Don't come close to my
Home sweet home
Can't catch no dose
Of my hot tail poon tang sweetheart
Sweathog ready to make a silk purse
From a J Paul Getty and his ear
With her face in the beer
Home sweet home
Get out in the field
Put the mule in the stable
Ma she's a cookin'
Put the eats on the table
Hate's in the city
And my love's in the meadow
Hands on the plow
And my feets in the ghetto
Stand up, sit down
Don't do nothing
Ain't no good when boss man's
Stuffin' down their throats
With paper notes
As babies cry
When you're rockin' the street
Home sweet home
Mama, take me home sweet home
I was the last child
Just a punk in the streets
Last, last, last, last...
(Repeat)
He wear no shoeshine
He got toejam football
He got monkey finger
He shoot Coca Cola
He say I know you, you know me
One thing I can tell you
Is you got to be free
(Chorus)
Come Together
Right Now
Over me
he bag production
He got walrus gumboat
He got oh, no sideboard
He one spinal cracker
He got feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair
You can feel his disease
(Chorus)
He roller coaster
He got early warning
He got muddy water
He one mojo filter
He say one and one and one is three
Got to be good lookin'
'Cause he's so hard to see
(Repeat Chorus)
I met a cheerleader, was a real young bleeder
All the times I can reminisce
'Cause the best thing lovin'
With her sister and her cousin
Only started with a little kiss, like this
See-saw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air
Singin' hey diddle-diddle with the kitty in the middle
Of a swing like you didn't care
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play
Was a me she was foolin'
'Cause she knew what she was doin'
And I know her love was here to stay
When she told me to
Walk this way, walk this way
Walk this way, walk this way
Ah, just give me a kiss - like this
School girl skinny with the classy kinda sassy
Little skirt's climbing way up her knees
There was three young ladies in the school gym locker
When I noticed they was lookin' at me
I was a high school loser
Never made it with a lady
Till the boys told me something I missed
Then my next door neighbor
With a daughter had a favor
So I gave her just a little kiss, like this
See-saw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air
Singin' hey diddle-diddle with the kitty in the middle
Of a swing like you didn't care
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play
Was a me she was foolin'
'Cause she knew what she was doin'
When she told me how to Walk This Way
She told me to
Walk this way, talk this way
Walk this way, walk this way
Walk this way, walk this way
Walk this way, talk this way
Chorus:
Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, a cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, 'cause you're really ain't that young
Please, you were much to my surprise
Please, you're a lady in disguise
Please, you're the only friend I got
Please, you're the last to see me rot
Please, it's a shame you're so refined
Please, she was the last thing on my mind
Please, don't be late to take it light
Please, you're gonna bay into the night
Take it light, take it light, take it light...
Say goodnight
I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win
Half my life's in books written pages
Lived and learnd from fools and from sages
You know it's true
All the things you do motherfucker come back to you
Sing with me, sing for the years
Sing for the laughter 'n sing for the tears
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Mabye tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Dream On, dream on, dream on
Dream yourself a dream come true
Dream On, dream on, dream on
Dream until your dream comes true
Dream On, Dream On, Dream On
Dream On, Dream On, Dream On, Dream On
Sing with me, sing for the years
Sing for the laughter 'n sing for the tears
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Chip away,
Chip away at the stone.
I won't stop until your love is my very own.
Chip away,
That's what I'm gonna do.
Sweet little mama,
I wanna get next to you.
You stand like a marble statue,
Trying to look so hard.
All decked out in your antique dress,
While the boys all promenade.
Even a rock will crumble,
If you strike it night and day.
If hammer I must, I'm gonna get through your crust.
Gonna chip that stone away.
Chip away,
Chip away at the stone.
I won't stop until your love is my very own.
Chip away,
That's what I'm gonna do.
Sweet little mama,
I wanna get next to you.
Chip away,
Chip away at the stone.
Honey, I won't stop until your love is my very own.
Chip away,
That's what I'm wanna do.
Sweet little mama,
I wanna get next to you.
Yes I do, yes I do.
Chip away, chip away, at the stone.
Chip away, chip away, at the stone.
I won't stop.
I won't stop.
Chip it.
I'm gonna nip it, all night long.
Sight For Sore Eyes
She was a Sight For Sore Eyes
Playin' no fair, sleepin' under stairs
Downtown's a pity, takin' fair square
Under where it's pretty gritty
I turned the screw, she held the knife
Oh, holy Jesus, she's a Sight For Sore Eyes
Sight For Sore Eyes
She's a nitty gritty
Turnin' in style, walk a mile for your titty
Naked foul while under there
Under where it's pretty gritty
Hey, don't you know people
She's a love lust hussy
She left, oh she rust me
Dear old girl
She was a Sight For Sore Eyes
But she was sittin' pretty
A Sight For Sore Eyes
She was a nitty gritty
Sight For Sore Eyes
Peeled back and parted
Even at the start it was delight or demise
I feel like a leopard king
Sight For Sore Eyes
She was a Sight For Sore Eyes
Whole earth lover
Keepin' under cover
Never know where ya been
You've been fadin'
Always out paradin'
Keep in touch with Mama Kin
Well you've always got your tail on the wag
Shootin' fire from your mouth
Just like a dragon
You act like a perpertual drag
You better check it out
'Cause someday soon you'll have to
Climb back on a wagon
It ain't easy
Livin' like you wanna
It's so hard to find peace of mind
Yes it is
The way I see it
You gotta say shit
But don't forget to drop me a line
Bald as an egg at eighteen
And workin' for your daddy just a drag
You still stuff your mind with them dreams
You better check it out
'Cause someday soon you'll have to
Climb back on the wagon
Keep in touch with Mama Kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
Sleepin' late and smokin' tea
Keep in touch with Mama Kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
Sleepin' late and smokin' tea
It ain't easy
Livin' like you wanna
It's so hard to find peace of mind
Yes it is
The way I see it
You gotta say shit
But don't forget to drop me a line
Bald as an egg at eighteen
And workin' for your daddy just a drag
You still stuff your mind with them dreams
You better check it out
'Cause someday soon you'll have to
Climb back on the wagon
Keep in touch with Mama Kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
Sleepin' late and smokin' tea
Keep in touch with Mama Kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
Sleepin' late and smokin' tea
'Cause I'm a bad
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad
Can't get me none of that
Salt Lake City, salt-lickin' bitties
Bogies turn, stinkin' of gin
Well my daddy was hard
His face was pretty scarred
From kickin' ass to playin' poker to win
'Cause I'm a bad
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad
Can't get me none of that
It's too bad
It's too bad
Can't get me none of that
New sold lady
My mama Cady
Chivalry was born at her feet
Wel she should have thought twice
When pa showed his dice
Imagine put my daddy to sleep
'Cause I'm a bad
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad
Can't get me none of that
It's too bad
Lord, it's too bad
I said it's too bad
Lord, it's too bad
(Repeat)
Got a '56 Cadillac
With a spare tire on the back
Got a charge account in my old bank
Said, I Ain't Got You
Got a classic and a pool
And a big hair ghoul
No matter who I fool
Said, I Ain't Got You
(Chorus)
Got a baby and a liquor store
I played the number of forty-four
Got a mojo and don't you know
I'm all dressed up with no place to go
Got women to the left of me
Women to the right of me
I got chicks all around me
Said, I Ain't Got You
(Chorus)
Mr. Whitford!
You know I Ain't Got You, baby
Some like 'em short
Some like 'em tall
Some like 'em thin
Skinny legs and all
I like 'em buttered
I like 'em proud
Now when they walk
They draw a crowd
See, well you gotta have a mother for me
Watcha say, whatcha say...
See, well you gotta have a mother for me
One more, gimme, gimme
See, well you gotta have a mother for me
Popcorn, popcorn
Cheese cake, cheese cake
Hun' I can't see ya
There ya baby!
Listen here
Some like 'em short, some like 'em tall
Some like 'em thin, skinny legs and all
I like 'em buttered, I like 'em proud
And when they walk, you know they'll draw a crowd
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
Said you gotta have a mother for me
Said you gotta have a mother for me
And you gotta have a mother for me
Gotta have a mother,
Said you gotta have, said you gotta have,
Said you gotta have, said you gotta have
She got to give just what she got
To get hust what she wants
She got to give just what she got
To get hust what she wants
She got to give just what she got
To get hust what she wants
What it is, what it is, just what it is
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
Let's get outta here
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
Gotta have a mother for me
Gotta have a mother for me
Said you gotta have a mother, gotta have a mother
Said ya gotta have, gotta have...
Honey, you gotta have a mother for me
Ugh!
That's where I Draw The Line
An indian summer
Carrie was all over the floor
She was a wet net winner
And rarely ever left the store
She'd sing and dance all night
And wrong all the right out of me
Pass me the vile and cross your fingers
It don't take time
Know where to Draw The Line
High ho Silver, we were singing all the cowboy songs
You told Carrie
And promised her you wouldn't be long
Heads I win, tails you lose
Lord it's such a crime
No dice honey
You're salt, you're the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey
You're the only one who's got to choose
Where to Draw The Line
Checkmate, don't be late
Take another pull
That's right
Impossible
When you got to be yourself
You're the boss, the toss
The price, the dice
Grab yourself a slice
Know where to Draw The Line
(Repeat)
Chorus:
I said, train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
Train kept a rollin' all night long
With a heave, and a ho
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no
Well, get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
Well, get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no
Well on a train, I met a dame
She rather handsome
We kinda looked the same
She was pretty
From New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so
Chorus
Well, get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
Well, get along
Sweet little woman get along
On your way
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her
Well, we made a stop in Albequerque
She musta thought
I was a real cool jerk
Got off the train, and put her hands up
Lookin' so good, I couldn't let her go
I'm in heat, I'm in love
But I just couldn't tell her so
Chorus
