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All Of Y’all
02:35
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All of Y’all
All of y’all are crazy
Some of y’all are fools
None of y’all don’t know nothin’ at all about living under the rules
All of y’all are misfits
Misunderstood at best
All of y’all are nothin’ at all just different than all of the rest
All of y’all got issues
In everything you say and do
All of y’all got big ideas that are understood by only you
All of y’all are crazy
But the rest of us are too
All of y’all are my favorites of all ‘cause you’re living under the blues
There’s a little touch of madness
In everything you say and do
An extra touch of sadness that is understood by only you
All of y’all are crazy
But the rest of us are too
All of y’all are my favorites of all ‘cause you’re living under the blues
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2. |
Nobody's Doin' It Right
02:45
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Nobody’s doing it right
Whenever the moon shines full
The river runs crazy with the tides’ pull
I don’t know if the moon is to blame
When lovers run crazy in suspicion and shame
I don’t know who’s lovin’ who tonight
Nobody’s doing it right
I don’t really care who’s lovin’ who tonight
I had a little girl but i put her through hell
I tried and i failed to love her well
Bayou girl from the outskirts of town
Where the marsh meets the river when the sun goes down
I don’t know who’s lovin’ her tonight
I only hope they’re doing it right
I can only hope someone’s lovin’ her tonight
I recall when you left for the shore
I won’t wear that black suit to the party anymore
It hurts when it hits like a fist
You’re living your life like i never existed
I don’t know who’s lovin’ you tonight
I only know i never learned to do it right
I don’t really want to know who’s lovin’ you tonight
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3. |
Slip Away
03:04
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Slip Away
Every day is a daydream
Every morning is a chance to be free again
Every moment is a lifetime
Don’t you let it slip away
Don’t you let it slip away
Every dawn is a whisper
Every life is a song
Every child is a gift
Every lie takes a toll
Every laugh is a prayer
Every romance is a dance
Every moment is a lifetime
Don’t you let it slip away
Don’t you let it slip away
Tomorrow never, ever pulls into the station
Yesterday is just a faded kodachrome
We’re only here for a moment and a daydream
Then it’s time to head on home
Hear those children out there laughing in the sun?
In their eyes you’ll find the road map to your heart
In your heart you’ll hear the message:
Don’t you let it slip away
Don’t you let it slip away
All hellos meet goodbyes ‘round the corner
Here today, gone tomorrow so they say
It’s all over in a minute
Don’t you let it slip away
Don’t you let it slip away
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4. |
You'll Get Through It
04:08
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You’ll Get Through It
You’ll get through it x2
You’re feelin’ down and out
But don’t you ever doubt
You’ll get through it
Life has dealt you some heavy, heavy blues
You’re not the only one but it’s still no fun being you
Open up your heart and let the LIGHT in
Healing is just a heartbeat away
You’ll get through it x2
Feels like you’re gonna die
Just go ahead and cry
You’ll get through it
You’re not alone with all your troubles
I’ve been lost in the darkness too my friend
The sun is gonna shine on you tomorrow
And all this darkness will end
You’ll get through it x2
You’re feelin’ down and out
But don’t you ever doubt
You’ll get through it
We’ll get through it x2
Heart to heart, soul to soul
We’ll get through it
(Lost verse – not recorded)
Seems like the heartache never ends
And you’re tired of leanin’ so hard on all your friends
All I ask of you is just a smile
And I’ll be right there with you ‘til the end
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5. |
Baton Rouge Baby
02:51
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Baton Rouge Baby
She brings it hot and sweet, such a treat
She got long shiny hair and bells on your feet
She got a laugh in her eyes and love on her lips
Skin like honey and a curve in her hips
The blues get the slip when she makes that trip
And my Baton Rouge baby come down to New Orleans
She got a heart o’ gold, sweet, sweet soul
Can’t get enough of that rock n’ roll
She love to dance all night to the morning light
Don’t like to fuss, don’t like to fight
My heart skips a beat when she hits my street
And my Baton Rouge baby come down to New Orleans
Solo
She calls me late at night with a warm invite
Says, “Honey, everything is gonna be all right.”
She tastes like cherry wine all of the time
Fresh as the fruit straight off of the vine
I get a mile of smiles from them 81 miles
When my Baton Rouge baby come down to New Orleans
Solo
She brings me grits in the morning, sweet tea at one
Says, “Sugar, hold the phone, we gonna have some fun.”
She love me all day long straight into the night
Ain’t nothin’ wrong if it feels that right.
She puts a dip in my hip when she makes that trip
And my Baton Rouge baby come down to New Orleans
She keeps me cool in the summer, hot in the fall
I ain’t rich but she can have it all
She smells like honeydew, I swear it’s true
Sweet southern mama right through and through
She puts a glide in my stride when she makes that ride.
And my Baton Rouge baby come down to New Orleans
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6. |
Ahnalee
03:25
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Ahnalee
Early Sunday morning, I saw you at the station
Not a word was spoken, the steam began to rise
The steel horses rumbled, conductor sang his song
You grabbed your bags and stepped up
I never felt so all alone
I could see you there in the window, pretty as an angel
Heading for tomorrow on rails that reach the sky
Through wheat fields and moonbeams, rivers and trees
To a love that last forever
And dreams I’d never see
Ahnalee, you gave me your heart
I gave you a promise of sorrow
Can you see?
The love that we shared will follow you straight to tomorrow
Ahnalee
Sometimes in the evening, the shadows get soft and long
I can feel you in the moonlight, hear you in my song
You’re smile is in my garden, you’re laughter’s on the breeze
I whisper, “Please forgive me.”
You say you’ll never leave
Ahnalee
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7. |
The Road Ain't Easy
04:01
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The Road Ain’t Easy
The road ain’t easy
White lines come at you so fast
You’re next gig is your only future
Last one’s your only past
You ride those lonely highways
Lookin’ for a dream or a song
Another rhyme for another dime
A melody that you can call your own
Singing ahooooo
Moonlight peaks through the window
Of your roadside piece of a home
Your guitar lies waiting patiently
Outside the highway moans
So you hold her
And you love her
And she whispers a sweet melody
She swears she’ll never give to another
Singing ahooooo
You miss the moonlight on the bayou
Gaslights twinklin’ on a starry night
Your baby’s alone
Calls you on the telephone
Come on home, babe
Ooh! I need you to hold me tight
You dance your dance for the strangers
Leave ‘em all smiling again
You saddle-up and you head on down
That road that never seems to end
Singing oooh
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8. |
You're Killing Me
03:44
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You’re Killing Me
I’m not talking about Charlotte Corday
I’m not talking about Sqeaky Fromme
I don’t care what Lizzie Borden did with the axe
When she sent her daddy home
I’m talking about you. You’re killing me
I love to hear your voice on the late night telephone
Full of hope and love and sleep
I think about you even when I need to be alone
And when i pray for our souls to keep
I can picture your face as you open the door
If this is love then let me have some more
I don’t care about treacherous women
Like the biblical Salome
Or if Catherine the great died riding her horse
Or was it the other way
I care about you. You’re killing me
I’m talking about you. You’re killing me
I like to see you walking from across the street
Wearing clothes that are older than you are
Or watching you move your head and your feet
While the band’s playing “hallelujah”
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
I can’t wait to see your face as you open the door
If this is love please let me have a little more
I’m not talking about Squeaky Fromme
Or those other crazy Manson chicks
Or fatal attraction or natural born killers
Where the kids were just in it for kicks
I’m talking about you. You’re killing me
It’s all about you. You’re killing me.
And the band’s playing “hallelujah”
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
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9. |
The Willow
03:41
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The Willow
The Willow bends with ease
When God sends down a gentle breeze
I’m living half a foot from the high water line
If I’m worth a nickel, I’m worth a dime
A single cell, one organism
I work by hand with no mechanism
And though my hands and fingers be adept
My heart knows mysteries I must just accept
The egret in the trees
Under the late night Pleiades
Is searching for his mate at the pairing-time
If I am worth a nickel, I’m worth a dime
The light refracting through a prism
Colored and bent as an old man’s idealism
I watched the room grow gold as the sunrise crept
Into a mystery I must just accept
The willow bends and sways
From now until the end of days,
And should the rainbow sign bring the fire next time.
If I am worth a nickel, I am worth a dime.
I’m living half a foot from the high water line
If I’m worth a nickel, I’m worth a dime
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10. |
Bayou du Chat Noir
03:32
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Bayou de Chat Noir
In the town of Bayou de Chat Noir in south Louisiana
Is a roadhouse with musicians with guitar and lap piano
They used to rock the house with a powerful big band
But now all they do is sit around, and their bar tabs are out of hand
Down in Bayou de Chat Noir, it’s gotten slower than a dying man
The town of Bayou de Chat Noir was wild during the oil boom
The place was full of money; it was hotter than a boiler room
Musicians played for tips until their pockets overflowed
From the roughnecks to the gamblers in their brand new Italian clothes
Down in bayou de chats noir, it was wild, everybody knows
In the roadhouse until dawn, almost every single night
The band played on and on, singing songs like:
“That’s Alright”, “Allons a Lafayette”, “Let The Good Times Roll”
“Fais Deaux Deaux”, ahhh “Jolie Blon”, “That’s Alright”
When the bayou was jumpin’ the musicians played and sang
The whole town was thumping to a telecaster’s twang
And as long as the bayou was singin’ that boomtown song
You could hear the fiddle wail with guitar and accordion
In the town of Bayou de Chat Noir, the oil refinery shut on down
Most of the musicians have finally headed out of town
The club still opens up, but it’s empty every night
But the guitar and accordion usually sound alright
Down in Bayou de Chat Noir, it’s gotten slower than a dying man
In the roadhouse until dawn, almost every single night
The band plays on and on, singing songs like:
“That’s Alright”, “Thank You, John”, “Tear Stained Letter” and “Jolie Blon”, “Old Back Door”, “Grand Mamou”, “Sea Of Love” and “Blueberry Hill”
“Fais Deau Deau”, “Let The Good Times Roll”, “That’s Alright”.
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11. |
Ma Belle Creole
02:19
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Ma Belle Creole
My creole belle
I love her well
I love her more
Than anyone can tell
When the stars shine
I’ll call her mine
My darling baby
My creole belle
Ma belle creole
Je l’aime tellement
Je l’aime si fort
Que tout le mond peus le voir
Les etoile brillent
Elle est a moi
Mon amour, Ma cherie
Ma belle creole
My creole belle
I love her well
My darling baby
My creole belle
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