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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

That'S How They Do It In Dixie - Lyrics - That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: That'S How They Do It In Dixie
Album: That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Chris Tompkins, Mark Irwin, Josh Kear

Lyric:
Cut-off jeans an' cowboy boots
Long blonde hair an' dark brown roots
Lord, pinch me
That's how they do it in Dixie

Electric slidin' on a sawdust floor
Long-neck chaser for a
Shot of hard core whiskey
That's how they do it in Dixie

Little red Geo, stickers on the window says, "sugar n' spice"
Baby crank the bass up, ride it till you see, girl
Those pink fur dice
Oh, ain't that nice

Down to the river to go for a dip
Rollin' them Levis off of her hip
Goin' big Kenny skinny
That's how they do it in Dixie
Splish splash

Watermelon lip-gloss, kiss beneath the swamp moss
On a moonlit night
Bubble gum perfume, well placed tattoo
Above her hiney, high
Oh my!

Belly button danglin', a twenty minute tan
You know, I'll go to jerry springer if you hit on my man
That girl will throw a hissy
That's how they do it in Dixie

Cut-off jeans an' cowboy boots
Long blonde hair an' dark brown roots
Lord, pinch me
That's how they do it in Dixie
Yeah, yeah

Y'all, that's how we do it in Dixie

Whoo I love them girls man
In Dixie
That's how we do it in Dixie
That's right, class, that's how we do it in Dixie

A little Bocephus out here
Bocephus for President
President of the honky-tonk
Aw, had some good ridin' friends on this one

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Thursday, August 12, 2010

If Heaven Ain'T A Lot Like Dixie - Lyrics - That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: If Heaven Ain'T A Lot Like Dixie
Album: That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): William Maddox, David Leslie Moore

Lyric:
If ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just as soon stay home

I was one of the chosen few
To be born in Alabam'
I'm just alike my daddy's son
I'm proud of who I am

I went through a lot of good women
And shook old Jim Beam's hand
If I never see the pearly gates
I've walked through the promised land

If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just as soon stay home

If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry
Like they do in Tennessee
Just send me to Hell or New York City
It would be about the same to me

I've got wild honey trees and crazy little weeds
Growin' around my shack
These dusty roads ain't streets of gold
But I'm a happy right where I'm at

All these pretty little southern belles
Are a country boy's dream
They ain't got wings or halos
But they're sure looking good to me

If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just as soon stay home

If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry
Like they do in Tennessee
Just send me to Hell or New York City
It would be about the same to me

If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just as soon stay home

If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I don't wanna go
If Heaven ain't a lot like Dixie
I'd just as soon stay home

If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry
Like they do in Tennessee
Just send me to Hell or New York City
It would be about the same to me

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Country State Of Mind - Lyrics - That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: Country State Of Mind
Album: That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Hank Williams Jr., Roger Alan Wade

Lyric:
That hot ol' summer sun make you beg for your next breath
So you best be on the creek bank, laid in the shade
Chewin' on a hickory twig
Pass that bottle, I'll have me a swig
I ain't got a lot but I think I got it made in the shade

I'm just laid up here in a country state of mind
Catchin' these fish like they're goin' out of style
And drinkin' this homemade wine
Hey, if the sun don't come up tomorrow
People, I have had a good time
I?m just laid up here in a country state of mind

I bet the old man's in the kitchen, he's got my kind of music on his radio
Oh, I'm drinkin' his beer and dialin' up the request lines
Mama and old aunt Joan
Probably in the dinin' room, tryin' to use the phone
Me, I'm thinkin' about that girl and later tonight

I'm just laid up here in a country state of mind
I'm catchin' these fish like they're goin' out of style
I'm drinkin' this homemade wine
And if the sun don't come up tomorrow
People, I have had a good time
I?m just laid up here in a country state of mind

You know, the red necks and the preppies
They are in their discos and honky-tonks
Somewhere between 'Raising Hell' and 'Amazing Grace'
Lord, I know just how they feel, you gotta get out and kick up your heels
And ain't it great to be 'Livin' In The U.S.A'

Me, I'm laid up here in a country state of mind
Catchin' these fish like they're goin' out of style
And drinkin' this homemade wine all the time
If the sun don't shine tomorrow
People, I have had a good time
I?m just laid up here in a country state of mind

Yodlehehoo, odlehehoo, odleee

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Stirrin' It Up - Lyrics - That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: Stirrin' It Up
Album: That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Hank Jr. Williams

Lyric:
All the talk shows, you know, geniuses and experts
Lookin' to lay some blame
Some on the left and some on the right
Playin' that controversy game

I'm not in a real cheery mood so I think I'll call them up
And them 'em, why don't you play some blues
And both sides shut up

But do we just love trouble
Ain't the world got enough without y'all stirrin' it up?

I am from the old school
Cowboy hat, sure enough
Too damn old to change horses now
'Cause I would probably fall off

I'm a little whiskey bent and slowed my roll
And if you ain't real sure about me
Why don't you take it up with Gretchen, Tim
And rockin' Sean Hannity

But you just love trouble
Ain't the world got enough without y'all stirrin' it up?
Back off

So some celeb has teed y'all off
Well, I get teed off too
Why didn't you know that you're supposed
To accept our point of view?

I have learned at the school of hard knocks
Things change quite a bit
Now when other folks get all jacked up
I don't really give a, darn

I got a little child and a fishing pole
A can of worms and a boat
I'm goin' down to the river now
And let all my problems float

Yeah, I've mellowed a lot
And I don't jump into things like I used to
Hey, what'd you say? Why you son of a gun
Now see what you made me do

I don't want no trouble
Ain't the world got enough without y'all stirrin' it up
Stirrin' it up

Let the pot simmer
(Stirrin' it up)
Let the dust settle
(Stirrin' it up)
Let's try to get along
And it'll be more better
(Stirrin' it, stirrin' it, stirrin' it up)

(Stirrin' it up)
Sick 'em, Rush!
(Stirrin' it up)
Jump in there, Bill
Stir it up, Sean
(Stirrin' it up)
(Stirrin' it up)

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Family Tradition - Lyrics - That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: Family Tradition
Album: That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Hank Jr Williams

Lyric:
Country music singers
Have always been a real close family
But lately some of my kinfolk
Have disowned a few others and me

I guess it's because
I kinda changed my direction
And Lord, I guess I went
And broke their family tradition
They get on me want to know

Hank, why do you drink?
Hank, why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out
The songs that you wrote?

Over and over
Everybody met my prediction
So if I get stoned I'm just carryin'
On an old family tradition

I am very proud
Of my daddy's name
Although his kind of music
And mine ain't exactly the same

Stop and think it over
Put yourself in my position
If I get stoned and sing all night long
It's a family tradition

So don't ask me
Hank, why do you drink?
Hank, why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out
The songs that you wrote?

If I'm down in a honky tonk
Some old slicks trying to give my friction
I say leave me alone I'm singin' all night long
It's a family tradition

Lordy, I have loved some ladies
And I have loved Jim Beam
And they both tried to kill me in 1973

When my doctor asked me
"Son, how'd you get in this condition?"
I said "Hey sawbones, I'm just carryin' on
An old family tradition"

So don't ask me
Hank, why do you drink?
Hank why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out
The songs that you wrote?

Stop and think it over
Try to put yourself in my unique position
If I get stoned and sing all night long
It's a family tradition

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

My Name Is Bocephus - Lyrics - That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: My Name Is Bocephus
Album: That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Hank Jr Williams

Lyric:
I just came in here to have some whiskey and beer
And to say howdy to you all
You all know me, this is Hank Williams, Jr. you see
Hat and shade beard and all

Now, I have heard, mmm, hmm, I've gotten' the word
About all these silly imposter's running 'round
Let me tell you something now they ain't real
They ain't got no scars, they ain't got no feel
Why they don't know nothing about whiskey bent and hell bound

Now, I'm looking for a lover
And I'm looking for some fun
My name is Bocephus
I'm a son of a gun

Some of us are born with it
Some of us don't ever, ever get it
Thank God I'm a guitar man

And it's true I love the money
And it's true I love all the honeys
But the thing I really love
Is to get down with the band

Not everybody loves me but those that do will fight
Right to the end they're guitar friends from legendary Saturday nights
I learned something from Lynyrd Skynyrd
From my Daddy and Ernest Tubb too
I do country rock, I do blues

Now, I'm looking for a lover
And I'm going to have some fun
Oh my name is Bocephus
'Ell, I'm a son of a gun

Some of us are born with it
Some of 'em don't ever, ever get it
Thank God I'm a guitar man

Oh, it's true I love the money
And I really, really love the honeys
But the thing I really love
Is to get down with the band

Oh boy
Ain't no rookies on this record
I say my name is B O C E P H U S, oh, yeah

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Born To Boogie - Lyrics - That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: Born To Boogie
Album: That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Hank Jr Williams

Lyric:
Well my momma met my daddy down in Alabama
They tied the knot so here I am
Born on the bayou on the Texas Line
Loved Louisanana and raised on Jabalaya
Now before I could walk I had a guitar in my hand by the time I could talk I had my own band
Went on the road when I was eight years old when I turned fifteen I was stealing the show
Money to burn and the girls were pretty it didn't take me long to learn that I was born to boogie

When I was eighteen I went to Hollywood I met Elvis, Marilyn and Johnny B. Goode
Got my guitar painted in the California sun a red caddilac having to much fun
Now we were playing them halls and jammin' then until they moved me on over to M.G.M
They said this is the boy we've been telling you about, he lit a cigar and stuck his hand out
He said son have we got a deal for you gonna make you a star give you fifty thousand too
I told him my Momma didn't raise no fool
I'll take your money, I'll make you a movie
But I can tell ya' right now I am born to boogie

Well my name is Bocephus I drink whiskey by the gallon and I never back down and I love a good chall
What I do now is what I did then I like to get down with all my rowdy friends
Now I can be sweet and I can be mean I still got my hat and I still wear my jeans
My shades are chromo my guitar is steal if you think I won't then believe me I will
Get down on you baby because I ain't no rookie I was put here to party and I was born to boogie

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Monday, August 23, 2010

A Countryboy Can Survive - Lyrics - That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: A Countryboy Can Survive
Album: That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Hank Jr. Williams

Lyric:
The preacher man says it's the end of time
And the Mississippi River, she's a going dry
The interest is up and the stock markets down
And you only get mugged if you go downtown

I live back in the woods, you see
My woman and the kids and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun and a rifle and a four wheel drive
And a countryboy can survive, country folks can survive

I can plow a field all day long, I can catch catfish from dusk 'til dawn
Make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these boys can't do
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine
And countryboy can survive, country folk can survive

Because you can't stomp us out and you can't make us run
'Cause we're them ol' boys raised on shotguns
We say grace and we say ma'am
And if you ain't into that, we don't give a damn

We came from the West Virginia coal mines
And the Rocky Mountains and the Western skies
And we can skin a buck, we can run a trout line
And a countryboy can survive, country folks can survive

I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name just hillbilly
My Grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a business man

He used to send me pictures of the Broadway Nights
And I would send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For forty three dollars, my friend lost his life

I'd love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes
And shoot him with my ol' forty-five
'Cause a countryboy can survive
Country folks can survive

'Cause you can't stomp us out and you can't make us run
And we're them ol' boys raised on shotgun
We say grace, we say ma'am
If you ain't into that, we don't give a damn

We're from North California and South Alabama
And little towns all around this land
We can skin a buck and run a trout line
And a countryboy can survive, country folks can survive
Countryboy can survive, country folks can survive

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

All My Rowdy Friends (Are Coming Over Tonight) - Lyrics - That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: All My Rowdy Friends (Are Coming Over Tonight)
Album: That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Hank Jr. Williams

Lyric:
All my rowdy friends have settled down
And it seems to be more in the laid back songs
Nobody wants to get drunk and get loud
Everybody just wants to go back home

I myself have seen my wilder days
And I have seen my name at the top of the page
But I need to find a friend just to run around
But no one wants to get high on the town
And all my rowdy friends have settled down

And I think I know what my father meant
When he sang about a lost highway and old George Jones
I'm glad to see he's finally getting straight

And Waylon staying home and loving Jesse more these days
And nobody wants to get drunk and get loud
And all my rowdy friends have settled down

And the hang overs hurt more then they used to
And corn bread and ice tea took the place of pills and ninety-proof
And it seems like none of us do things quite like we used to do
And nobody wants to get high on the town
And all my rowdy friends have settled down

Yeah, I think I know what my father meant
When he sang about his lost highway and Johnny Cash
Don't act like he did back in '68

And Kriss, he is a movie star and he's moved off to L.A.
And nobody wants to get drunk and get loud
And all my rowdy friends have settled down

Yeah, me and my rowdy friends have rowdied on down

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Tear In My Beer - Lyrics - That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: Tear In My Beer
Album: That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Hank Sr Williams

Lyric:
There's a tear in my beer 'cause I'm cryin' for you, dear
You are on my lonely mind
Into these last nine beers I have shed a million tears
You are on my lonely mind

I'm gonna keep drinkin' until I'm petrified
And then maybe these tears will leave my eyes
There's a tear in my beer 'cause I'm crying' for you dear
You are on my lonely mind

Last night I walked the floor and the night before
You are on my lonely mind
It seems my life is through and I'm so doggone blue
You are on my lonely mind

I'm gonna keep drinkin' till I can't move a toe
And then maybe my heart won't hurt me so
There's a tear in my beer 'cause I'm cryin' for you dear
You are on my lonely mind

Lord, I've tried and I've tried nut my tears I can't hide
You are on my lonely mind
All these blues that I've found have really got me down
You are on my lonely mind

I'm gonna keep drinkin' till I can't even think
'Cause in the last week I ain't slept a wink
There's a tear in my beer 'cause I'm crying for you dear
You are on my lonely mind

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Whiskey Bent And Hell Bound - Lyrics - That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection - Hank Williams Jr.

Title: Whiskey Bent And Hell Bound
Album: That's How They Do It In Dixie - The Essential Collection
Artist: Hank Williams Jr.
Composer(s): Hank Jr Williams

Lyric:
I've got a good woman at home, who thinks I do no wrong
But sometimes Lord she just ain't always around
And you know that's when I fall, I can't help myself at all
And I get whiskey bent and hell bound

Play me some songs about a ramblin' man, put a cold one in my hand
'Cause you know I love to hear those guitar sounds
Don't you play 'I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry'
'Cause I'll get all balled up inside
And I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound

Sure enough about closing time, 'bout stoned out of my mind
And I end up with some honky tonk special I found
Just as sure as the morning sun comes thinking of my sweet girl at home
And I need to get whiskey bent and hell bound

Play me some songs about a ramblin' man put old Jim Beam in my hand
'Cause you know I still love to get drunk and hear country sounds
But don't you play 'Your Cheatin' Heart'
That'll tear me all apart
I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound

Yeah, old Hank's songs always make me feel low down

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