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I've Been All Around This World
Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand. Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand. A rifle on my shoulder, six shooter in my hand; Oh Lord, I been all around this world.
Lulu, my Lulu come and open the door. Lulu, my Lulu come and open the door. Before I have to walk in with my old 'forty-four'. Oh Lord, I been all around this world.
Mama and Papa, little sister makes three. Mama and Papa, little sister makes three. They're comin' in the mornin' ; that's the last you'll see of me. Oh Lord, I been all around this world.
Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone. Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone. I wouldn't mind your hangin', boys but you wait in jail so long. Oh Lord, I been all around this world.
Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand. Up on the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand. A rifle on my shoulder, six shooter in my hand; Oh Lord, I been all around this world.
-------------------- The bus came by and I got on that's when it all began!
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Re: Mexicali Blues [Re: Ripple]
#1288936 - 02/07/03 01:12 PM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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and this is definetly a classic always gets me groovin!
yeehaw!
New Minglewood Blues
I was born in a desert, raised in a lion's den I was born in a desert, raised in a lion's den And my number one occupation is stealing women from their men
Well I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good Well I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good Well the sheriff couldn't catch me But his little girl sure wished she would
Yes and the doctor call me crazy, some says I am some says I ain't Yes and the doctor call me crazy, some says I am some says I ain't The preacher man call me a sinner, but his little girl call me a saint
Well a couple of shots of whiskey, women round here start lookin' good Well a couple of shots of whiskey, women round here start lookin' good Couple more shots of whiskey, I'm goin' back to Minglewood
It's T for Texas, yes and it's T for Timbuctoo It's T for Texas, yes and it's T for Timbuctoo Yes and it's T for [San Francisco - or wherever!] Where the little girls know what to do
found this awesome site with more info on the song http://www3.clearlight.com/~acsa/intro.htm
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Ripple
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Mama Tried
The first I remember knowin' was that lonesome whistle blowin' And a youngin's dream of growin' up to ride. On a freight train leavin' town, not knowin' where I was bound No one could steer me right, but mama tried.
Was the only rebel child from a family meek and mild Mama seemed to know what lay in store In spite of all my Sunday learnin' For the bad I kept on turnin' and mama couldn't hold me anymore.
And I turned 21 in prison, doin' life without parole No one could steer me right, but mama tried, mama tried Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleadin' I denied That leaves no one but me to blame cause mama tried.
Dear old daddy rest his soul, left my mom a heavy load She tried so very hard to fill his shoes Workin' hours without rest, wanted me to have the best Oh she tried to raise me right, but I refused.
And I turned 21 in prison, doin' life without parole No one could steer me right, but mama tried, mama tried Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleadin' I denied That leaves no one but me to blame cause mama tried.
-------------------- The bus came by and I got on that's when it all began!
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I would like to know what the fuck they did to that song in the late 70's, might not have been untill the 80's but they really fucked it up. I can't tolerate that silly groove they play it in but I freakin love that song untill they changed it.
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Re: Mexicali Blues (official cowboy song thread) [Re: Ripple]
#1290637 - 02/08/03 08:22 AM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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OUTSKIRTS OF LIFE ========================================================= Allways gonna fight untill the day I die, No laws or limits will stop me from the way I live my life Don?t get in my way, unless you want die I?m livin?fast and hard and I excellerate on high I listen to the one, use who I got to use Don?t ever tryin?get to close cause I?m a burning fuse Everyone around me is someone I will play I?m livin?out my life and I?m and I?m livin? day to day Within the primiters of this world I just don?t feel real right I?m livin? by the laws of a gun and a knife My soul can not be tamed I?m livin?just to die I?m livin?by myself on the outskirts of life Live from state to state, livin? day by day The only paycheck that I know is what I steel today I like my girls real young, but keep marridge out of mind I lick?em and forget them beacuse my friends I have no time Never settle down. Livin? just to fly But all the things I take in life is things that you can?t buy I sleep all through the daytime and I creep all through the night But I livin? till I die on the outskirts of life Don?t try talking to me, I just don?t have the time You bore me with your useless laugh, but you never know about mine Listen to me closly do excactly what I say Get me what I want from you or I?ll take it anyway Liquer ,drugs, whores, grayhounds guns and violence too In my world I?m livin? by the laws of who knows who I have no fear of nothing each day I set to die So I?m livin? by myself on the outskirts of life
-------------------- The best way to live is to be like water For water benefits all things and goes against none of them It provides for all people and even cleanses those places a man is loath to go In this way it is just like Tao ~Daodejing
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Re: Mexicali Blues (official cowboy song thread) [Re: Cracka_X]
#1290655 - 02/08/03 08:33 AM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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Paname Red PANAMA RED, PANAMA RED HE'LL STEAL YOUR WOMAN, THEN HE'LL ROB YOUR HEAD PANAMA RED, PANAMA RED
ON HIS WHITE HORSE, MESCALITO HE COME BREEZIN' THROUGH TOWN I'LL BET YOUR WOMAN'S UP IN BED WITH PANAMA RED
THE JUDGE DON'T KNOW WHEN RED'S IN TOWN HE KEEPS WELL HIDDEN UNDERGROUND BUT EVERYBODY'S ACTING LAZY FALLING OUT AND HANGIN' 'ROUND
MY WOMAN SAID, "HEY PEDRO YOU'RE ACTIN' CRAZY LIKE A CLOWN" NOBODY FEELS LIKE WORKING PANAMA RED IS BACK IN TOWN
EVERYBODY'S LOOKING OUT FOR HIM 'CAUSE THEY KNOW RED'S SATISFIES LITTLE GIRLS LOVE TO LISTEN TO HIM SING AND TELL SWEET LIES
BUT WHEN THINGS GET TOO CONFUSING, HONEY YOU'RE BETTER OFF IN BED AND I'LL BE SEARCHING ALL THE JOINTS IN TOWN FOR PANAMA RED
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Re: Mexicali Blues (official cowboy song thread) [Re: Ripple]
#1291798 - 02/08/03 06:14 PM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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Cassidy
I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream I can tell by the mark he left, you were in his dream Ah child of countless trees Ah child of boundless seas What you are, what you're meant to be Speaks his name, though you were born to me Born to me, Cassidy
Lost now on the country miles on his Cadillac I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back Come wash the night-time clean Come grow the scorched ground green Blow the horn, tap the tambourine Close the gap of the dark years in between You and me, Cassidy
Quick beats in an icy heart Catch colt draws a coffin cart There he goes and now here she starts Hear her cry
Flight of the seabirds Scattered like lost words Wheel to the storm and fly
Faring thee well now Let your life proceed by its own designs Nothing to tell now Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine
^^^I love that one!! I know some hippies who actually named their daughter Cassidy after this song!
-------------------- Namaste: "I honour that place in you where the whole Universe resides. And when I am in that place in me and you are in that place in you, there is only one of us."
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Re: Mexicali Blues (official cowboy song thread) [Re: Ripple]
#1292025 - 02/08/03 07:46 PM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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Here's one of my favorite songs, its too late to type the whole thing - so I'll just type my favorite part. Here goes..
Gotta get down to the Cumberland Mine (Gotta get down to the Cumberland Mine) That's where I mainly spend my time Make good money five dollars a day Made anymore I might move away.....
and there it is!
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Re: Mexicali Blues [Re: Ripple]
#1293216 - 02/09/03 09:26 AM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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(I feel like a loser, but this song makes me cry nearly every time I listen to it because it reminds me of my dog that passed away, god I'm pathetic.)
Dark Hollow
I'd rather be in some dark hollow where the sun don't ever shine Then to be at home alone and knowin' that you're gone Would cause me to lose my mind.
Well blow your whistle freight train carry me far on down the track Well I'm going away, I'm leaving today I'm goin', but I ain't comin' back.
I'd rather be in some dark hollow where the sun don't ever shine Then to be in some big city, in a small room, with you upon my mind.
Well I'm going away, I'm leaving today I'm goin' but I ain't comin' back
-------------------- Re-Defeat Bush in '04
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Re: Mexicali Blues [Re: Ripple]
#1293231 - 02/09/03 09:30 AM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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And one more from Reckoning (I love that album)
Since the last one was a sappy song, I'll submit this as my happy song...
Rosalie McFall
Out on the lonely hillside in a cabin low and small Lived the sweetest rose of color my Rosie McFall Her eyes were bright and shining and her voice was sweet to me Knew that I would always love her and I hoped that she loved me
My eyes turned to me, my darlin' and this is what she said: You know that I would always love you when you and I are wed. Then God way up in heaven one day for her did call I lost my bride, oh how I loved her, my Rosie McFall
I searched this wide world over through cities great and small But I never found another like my Rosie McFall
-------------------- Re-Defeat Bush in '04
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Re: Mexicali Blues [Re: Skikid16]
#1293270 - 02/09/03 09:44 AM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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Big River
Well I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cry, Taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky. Tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you big river, And I'm a gonna sit right here until I die.
I met her accidentally in St. Paul, Minnesota, She tore me up everything I heard her drawl, that southern drawl. Well I heard my dream went back downstream, cavortin' in Davenport, And I follow you big river when you called.
Well I followed her down to St. Louie, later on down the river, Trader said she's been here, but she's gone, boy, she's gone. Well I followed her down to Memphis, but she just walked off the bus, She raised a few eyebrows and she went on down alone.
Well I've gotten on down to Baton Rouge, River Queen roll on, Take that woman down to New Orleans, New Orleans. I give up, I've had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf, She loves you big river more than me.
-------------------- The bus came by and I got on that's when it all began!
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Re: Mexicali Blues [Re: Skikid16]
#1293875 - 02/09/03 02:39 PM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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Rosalie McFall is an excellent song! Heres one of my all time favorite Dead songs:
Dire Wolf In the timbers of Fennario the wolves are running round The winter was so hard and cold, froze ten feet 'neath the ground Don't murder me, I beg of you don't murder me Please don't murder me I sat down to supper, 'twas a bottle of red whiskey I said my prayers and went to bed, that's the last they saw of me When I awoke, the dire wolf, six hundred pounds of sin Was grinning at my window, all I said was "Come on in" The wolf came in, I got my cards, we sat down for a game I cut my deck to the queen of spades but the cards were all the same In the back-wash of Fennario, the black and bloody mire The dire wolf collects his due while the boys sing round the fire Don't murder me, I beg of you don't murder me Please don't murder me
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Re: Mexicali Blues [Re: Adom]
#1294814 - 02/09/03 09:26 PM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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Ya. I know what ya mean. On studio version itsdef. all hard & rugged but I guess they felt like they wanted to make it more dance able?
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Re: Mexicali Blues [Re: Ripple]
#1295238 - 02/10/03 03:35 AM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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Screw all you people for not posting this one earlier, shame on you. ( I know, this started out as the cowboy song thread, but hey, its all the Dead.)
Saint Stephen
Saint Stephen with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes, Country garden in the wind and the rain, Wherever he goes the people all complain.
Stephen prospered in his time, well he may and he may decline. Did it matter, does it now? Stephen would answer if he only knew how. Wishing well with a golden bell, bucket hanging clear to hell, Hell halfway twixt now and then, Stephen fill it up and lower down and lower down again.
Lady finger, dipped in moonlight, writing "What for?" across the morning sky. Sunlight splatters, dawn with answer, darkness shrugs and bids the day goodbye.
Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow, What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned. Several seasons with their treasons, Wrap the babe in scarlet colors, call it your own. Did he doubt or did he try? Answers aplenty in the bye and bye, Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills, One man gathers what another man spills.
Saint Stephen will remain, all he's lost he shall regain, Seashore washed by the suds and foam, Been here so long, he's got to calling it home.
Fortune comes a crawlin', calliope woman, spinnin' that curious sense of your own. Can you answer? Yes I can. But what would be the answer to the answer man?
-------------------- Re-Defeat Bush in '04
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Re: Mexicali Blues [Re: Skikid16]
#1295431 - 02/10/03 04:31 AM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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LOSER [Re: Ripple]
#1295889 - 02/10/03 07:32 AM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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if i had a gun for every ace i've drawn i could arm a town the size of abilene don't you push me baby 'cause i'm moanin' low you know i'm only in it for the gold
all that i am asking for is ten gold dolllars i could pay you back with one good hand you can look around about the wide world over you'll never find another honest man
last fair deal in the country sweet suzy last fair deal in the town put your gold money where your love is, baby before you let my deal go down
don't you push me baby, 'cause i'm moanin' low i know a little somethin' you won't ever know don't you touch hard liquor, just a cup of cold coffee gonna get up in the morning and go
everybody's braggin' and drinkin' that wine i can tell the queen of diamonds by the way she shine come to daddy on an inside straight i got no chance of losin' this time no, i got no chance of losin' this time
~ ~ (my daddy done told me to never draw to an inside straight ...) ~
-------------------- old enough to know better not old enough to care
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Re: Mexicali Blues [Re: Ripple]
#1299789 - 02/11/03 10:27 AM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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Green, Green Grass of Home
The old home town looks the same as I step off the train Meeting every train in my mind's eye till the man in mail came Hair like gold, lips like cherry It's good to touch the green, green grass of home Green, green grass of home, green green grass of home.
Only dream I know of is to be found hair like gold, lips like a cherry It's good to touch the green, green grass of home They'll all come to greet me, on the steps of my sweet dream It's good I dreamt the green, green grass of home I wait and look around me at the broken walls that surround me And out here I was on the ground.
There's a garden in the path of progress unharmed through winter's day break Then I'll touch the green, green grass of home They'll all come to greet me from the chains of the old dark hollow The green, green grass of home They'll all come to greet me on the steps, my sweet dream
-------------------- The bus came by and I got on that's when it all began!
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Re: LOSER [Re: gnrm23]
#1303159 - 02/12/03 03:24 PM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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Brown-Eyed Women
Gone are the days when the ox fall down, Take up the yoke and plow the fiends around. Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please, Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me."
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine, The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean. Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down, And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.
1929 when he stepped to the bar, drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar. 1030 when the wall caved in, he made his way selling red-eyed gin.
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine, The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean. Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down, And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.
Delilah Jones was the mother of twins, Two times over and the rest were sins. Raised eight boys, only I turned bad, Didn't get the lickin's that the other ones had.
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine, The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean. Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down, And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.
Tumble down shack on Big Foot country. Snowed so hard that the roof caved in. Delilah Jones went to meet her God, And the old man never was the same again.
Daddy made whiskey and he made it well. Cost two dollars and it burned like hell. I cut hick'ry just to fire the still, Drink down a bottle and be ready to kill.
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine, The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean. Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down, And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.
Gone are the days when the ox fall down, Take up the yoke and plow the fiends around. Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please, Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me."
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine, The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean. Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down,
-------------------- The bus came by and I got on that's when it all began!
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Re: LOSER [Re: Ripple]
#1304691 - 02/13/03 04:58 AM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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W. Tx Teardrops Old 97's Well the roadmaps of west Texas never gave me good advice. The trains all roll where the roads don't go, now I lay awake at night, Just wondering where the rest is so I hit that iron gate, And I yelled good-bye to that wife of mine, I may be running late.
I'm a-rolling on, I'm a-rolling on, Rolling out past El Paso Texas, where I might have had a home. I made my bed, so here I lie. I'm rolling west Texas teardrops in my eye.
Though I felt a lonesome feeling in Dulce New Mexico, I was happier than I'd ever been in my El Paso home. But I thought about the woman whom I left to roam the land, And I cried so much it dug a rut they call the Rio Grande.
I'm a-rolling on, I'm a-rolling on, Rolling out past El Paso Texas, where I might have had a home. I made my bed, so here I lie. I'm rolling west Texas teardrops in my eye.
And my destination is written upon my feet, And the stars above are about the only company I keep. I raise my pass and take my seat. I'm rolling fast with a teardrop on my cheek.
So I guess there'll be no family, so I guess there'll be no wife. Gonna roll away on an old steel dray, it's gonna be my life. And the roadmaps I been reading, I never came to figure out. All I know is I'd explode by any other route.
I'm a-rolling on, I'm a-rolling on, Rolling out past El Paso Texas, where I might have had a home. I made my bed, so here I lie. I'm rolling west Texas teardrops in my eye.
Wish The Worst Old 97's
Why aren't you here? It's almost 4 am. I finished up all of your beer, Now I'm startin' on your gin. I went through your diary, flipped through your phone book -called all your friends. I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been.
I pulled back your sheets, Now I'm crawlin' in your bed. Every drink's one more defeat, And every footstep hurts my head. I don't want excuses. I don't wanna hear that you were out with your friends. I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been.
CHORUS I hope you crash your momma's car. I hope you pass out in some bar. I hope you catch some kinda flu. Let's say I wish the worst for you.
I hope you're happy with yourself. I hope you found somebody else, cause I ain't askin' you again. I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been.
Why am I here? I've got better things to do. I could hang out on the pier, down by the Hudson, sniffin' glue. I guess I'm a loser, but I like being miserable, swimming in sin. I just wanna know where you been, I just wanna know where you been.
CHORUS
W-I-F-E Old 97's I've got my wife, the other women, and the whiskey killing me. The first two make it so that I see red. The third one makes it so that I can't see. If I had half a brain left after my debauchery, I'd give up the other women, and the W-I-F-E.
Wedding vows weren't made to be broken. These here lips weren't made to tell no lies. Somewhere along the way, I guess I must have gone astray, 'Cause I'm drinking here, and wishing for to die.
I've got my wife, the other women, and the whiskey killing me. The first two make it so that I see red. The third one makes it so that I can't see. If I had half a brain left after my debauchery, I'd give up the other women, and the W-I-F-E.
It's just like my lttle sister (dear old momma) told me, In the end, you reap what you sow. I've been sowing seeds from Mexico to Tennessee, And I'm reaping now an awful lot of woe.
I've got my wife, the other women, and the whiskey killing me. The first two make it so that I see red. The third one makes it so that I can't see. If I had half a brain left after my debauchery, I'd give up the other women, and the W-I-F-E.
I'd give up the other women, and the W-I-F-E.
West Texas Waltz by Butch Hancock
When you're ready for steady to go dancin', romancin' Grab your sweetheart and jump in your car Drive right on down to the bright lights of town You'll be glad you don't have to drive far You'll be happy you don't have to go far
Park your pickups and Caddilacs, Fords and Renaults Get out and dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz
My pickup needs a tune-up, I better get up and make up My mind to get on it today The tractor's been actin' up and the sewer lines are backin' up But I'll be dancin' tonight anyway I'll go dancin' tonight anyway
Cause I count my blessings, I don't count my faults I like to dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz
Grandmammy, grandpappy if you plan to stay happy You better lace up your best dancin shoes Come see us, don't write us, you can stop your arthritis Just by dancin' away your blues Dancin' away your blues
So bind up your bunions with band-aids and gauze Get out and dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz
I took my baby after dark to the old baseball park And we sat in the center field stands I asked her, "How many outs?" She said, "I've got my doubts, but you can count 'em on one of your hands." I said, "Baby, I've got much better plans."
"I'll kiss you on the strikes, you kiss me on the balls, and we'll go dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz!"
I met a fine lady banker and I'd sure like to thank her For the credit she gave me made me shout She changed my whole attitude and to show her a little gratitude I decided I'd just ask her out. Yes I thought I just might ask her out
I said close up your windows, honey, lock up your vaults Get out and dance like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz
We spent the next to the last dollar at the old ice cream parlor On a milkshake and a malt and a pop Then we heard us some sounds, there was a honky tonk lounge Next door to the ice cream shop Next door to the ice cream shop
Now only two things are better than milkshakes and malts And one is dancin' like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz
And the other is somethin', but really it's nothin' To speak of it's somethin' to do If you've done it before, you'll be doin' it some more Just as soon as the dancin' is through Right after the dancin' is through
And if anybody asks you why, just tell 'em because You been dancin' like the dickens to the West Texas Waltz.
-------------------- "A study of the history of opinion is a necessary preliminary to the emancipation of the mind. I do not know which makes a man more conservative-to know nothing but the present, or nothing but the past." -John Maynard Keynes
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Re: Mexicali Blues [Re: shaggy101]
#1308060 - 02/14/03 11:18 AM (21 years, 1 month ago) |
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Easy Wind
I been balling a shiny black steel jack-hammer, been chippin' up rocks for the great highway, live five years if I take my time, ballin' that jack and a drinkin' my wine.
I been chippin' them rocks from dawn till doom, while my rider hide my bottle in the other room. Doctor say better stop ballin' that jack, if I live five years I gonna bust my back, yes I will.
Easy wind cross the Bayou today cause there's a whole lotta women, mama, out in red on the streets today. And the rivers keep a talkin', but you never heard a word it said.
Gotta find a woman be good to me, won't hide my liquor try to serve me tea, cause I'm a stone jack baller and my heart is true and I'll give everything that I got to you, yes I will.
Easy wind going cross the Bayou today there's a whole lotta women out in red on the streets today. And the rivers keep a talkin', but you never heard a word it said.
-------------------- The bus came by and I got on that's when it all began!
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