Whiskey Girl - Lyrics - Gillian Welch

Title: Whiskey Girl
Artist: Gillian Welch
Composer(s): Gillian Welch, David Rawlings

Lyric:
Nowhere man and the whiskey girl
Nowhere man and the whiskey girl
They loaded up for a weekend in the underworld

I'd take you down honey if I could
I'd take you down honey if I could
We find a place in the sunshine, we'd be feeling good

Don't you know that it ain't a crime
Don't you know that it ain't a crime
If all the squares and the junk men think you're out of line

Nowhere man and the whiskey girl
Nowhere man and the whiskey girl
They loaded up for a weekend in the underworld

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Brandy (You'Re A Fine Girl) - Lyrics - Looking Glass

Title: Brandy (You'Re A Fine Girl)
Artist: Looking Glass
Composer(s): Elliot Lurie

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Lyric:
Dooda-dit-dooda
Dit-dooda-dit-dooda

There's a port on a western bay
And it serves a hundred ships a day
Lonely sailors pass the time away
And talk about their homes

And there's a girl in this harbor town
And she works layin' whiskey down
They say Brandy, fetch another round
She serves them whiskey and wine

The sailors say, Brandy, you're a fine girl
(You're a fine girl)
What a good wife you would be
(Such a fine girl)
Yeah, your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea
(Dooda-dit-dooda)
(Dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)

Brandy wears a braided chain
Made of finest silver from the North of Spain
A locket that bears the name
Of the man that Brandy loves

He came on a summer's day
Bringin' gifts from far away
But he made it clear he couldn't stay
No harbor was his home

The sailor said, Brandy, you're a fine girl
(You're a fine girl)
What a good wife you would be
(Such a fine girl)
But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea
(Dooda-dit-dooda)
(Dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)

Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told his sailor stories
She could feel the ocean fall and rise
She saw its ragin' glory
But he had always told the truth
Lord, he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understand
(Dooda-dit-dooda)
(Dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)

At night when the bars close down
Brandy walks through a silent town
And loves a man who's not around
She still can hear him say

She hears him say, Brandy, you're a fine girl
(You're a fine girl)
What a good wife you would be
(Such a fine girl)
But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea
(Dooda-dit-dooda)
(Dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)

Brandy, you're a fine girl
(You're a fine girl)
What a good wife you would be
(Such a fine girl)
But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea

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Alabama Song - Lyrics - Stage (Live) - David Bowie

Title: Alabama Song
Album: Stage (Live)
Artist: David Bowie
Composer(s): Bertolt Brecht, Kurt Weill

Lyric:
Oh, show me the way to the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why, no, don't ask why
For we must find the next whiskey bar

Or if we don't find the next whiskey bar
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey or you know why

Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey or you know why

Oh, show us the way to the next little dollar
Oh, don't ask why, oh, don't ask why
For we must find the next little dollar

Or if we don't find the next little dollar
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have dollar or you know why

Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have dollar or you know why

Oh, show us the way to the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why, no, don't ask why
For we must find the next little girl

Or if we don't find the next little girl
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have little girl or you know why

Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say "Auf Wiedersehen"
We've lost our good old mama
And must have little girl or you know why
You know why, you know why

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Alabama Song (Aufstieg Und Fall Der Stadt Mahagonny) - Lyrics - Best of Sight & Sound - David Bowie

Title: Alabama Song (Aufstieg Und Fall Der Stadt Mahagonny)
Album: Best of Sight & Sound
Artist: David Bowie
Composer(s): Bertolt Brecht, Kurt Weill

Lyric:
Oh, show me the way to the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why, no, don't ask why
For we must find the next whiskey bar

Or if we don't find the next whiskey bar
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey or you know why

Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey or you know why

Oh, show us the way to the next little dollar
Oh, don't ask why, oh, don't ask why
For we must find the next little dollar

Or if we don't find the next little dollar
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have dollar or you know why

Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have dollar or you know why

Oh, show us the way to the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why, no, don't ask why
For we must find the next little girl

Or if we don't find the next little girl
I tell you we must die, I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have little girl or you know why

Oh, moon of Alabama, it's time to say "Auf Wiedersehen"
We've lost our good old mama
And must have little girl or you know why
You know why, you know why

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Cigarettes, Whiskey &Amp; Wild, Wild Women - Lyrics - The 50th Anniversary Collection - Jim Croce

Title: Cigarettes, Whiskey &Amp; Wild, Wild Women
Album: The 50th Anniversary Collection
Artist: Jim Croce
Composer(s): Tim Spencer

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Lyric:
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane

Once I was happy and had a good wife
I had enough money to last me for life
I met with a girl and we went on a spree
She taught me to smoke and drink whiskey

Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane

And now I'm feeble and broken with age
The lines on my face make a well written page
I'm leaving this story, how sad but how true
On women and whiskey and what they will do

Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane

Write on the cross at the head of my grave
'For women and whiskey, here lies a poor slave
Take warning, dear stranger, take warning, dear friend'
Then write in big letters these words at the end

Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane

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The Girl With The Strong Arm - Lyrics - Dead Milkmen

Title: The Girl With The Strong Arm
Artist: Dead Milkmen
Composer(s): Joesph Genaro, Dean Sabatino, Rodney Underman, David Schulthise

Lyric:
The girl with the strong arm has saved world cinema
Saved it from itself I like to think
The girl with the strong arm restores old paintings
Including one she found under the sink

The girl with the strong arm killed an innocent bystander
That leaves you with a mental picture
The girl with the strong arm drank straight whiskey
But I understand that she will still quotes scriptures

All poor gardeners pooled their resources
During the week long festival
Kneeling down to think about the future
Racing you would be quite dull

After many years of exodus
The hatchery fish run in rich rivers
I'm afraid the memories regarding Nixon
Are a little scary

The girl with the strong arm threatens the Quakers
They all say she's mad you know
The girl with the strong arm has an abrasive accent
She uses words like Eskimo

The girl with the strong arm stands beside a woman
Whose many parts add up to one
The girl with the strong arm makes political commentary
And yet I feel that it's all in fun

In your nightmares rub around
Those gay white males line up at church
Drink their coffee pretend to be a cowboy
Set aside an hour to search

Pulling up leaves like little Russian problems
Is now the tasty thing to do
The unattractive [Incomprehensible] cloying sweetness is you

The most popular sidearm with Canadian woodsmen
Is the blue steel woodchuck gun
Manufactured in Atlanta, Georgia
By the firm of Youse and Son

I find no fault with the two young lovers
Who dine all night on the candied eels
Then dance till dawn to a big band music
And the sound of baboon squeals

All last night I stared at jelly
Till I knew love was all around
Traveling through O'Hare airport
Dressed like a circus clown

The girl with the strong arm has started licking batteries
And that's kinda strange even for her
The girl with the strong arm would like to be a banker
But I don't think she's really sure

Using strings just to pull things over
Really keeps the party going
I'm not sure but the history of Denmark
Maybe the only thing worth knowing

Has it ever dawned on you
That car accidents just might be art
And all those kids in the foster care
Just don't think you're very smart

Down by the gunner on mother's day
In a state of perpetual bliss
Stands the man with the lisp

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Dipped In Vaseline - Lyrics - Mickey Avalon - Mickey Avalon

Title: Dipped In Vaseline
Album: Mickey Avalon
Artist: Mickey Avalon
Composer(s): Yeshe Perl, Tim Anderson

Lyric:
I stroll down the Ave like big Johnny Rogers
I pull tricks for a fix and tonight
I got flows for hoes with low self esteem
And more for those swallow protein

The kid from the 60's stars in skin flicks
And pays the rent inch after inch
But now I get fly with lyrics
While you guys be on some queer shit

Check out the way I take a mark for
All that he's got and a whole lot more
'Cause when your drawers hit your ankles
I un'take the shank out my sock and take the bank roll

Oh shit, you just got lit by an illegitimate kid
Out the orphanage run and shit
I'm cumin' with styles you can't handle
Smoother than the velvet that was hanging from my mantle

So light a candle and praise yo' Lord
Mickey Avalon's some shit you can afford

All up on the scene dipped in Vaseline
In a mask and jeans, girl I'll smash your dreams
All up on the scene dipped in Vaseline
In a mask and jeans, girl

I'm'a constraint hotty getting saucy at the swap meet
If you want to party get my number and call me
From dawn to dusk I bust nuts and shoot Charlie
When you got some money then come and get yo' jollies

A Quarantine in this California dream
All up on the scene dipped in Vaseline
My foster parents told me that I could be
Anything I wanted to so I became me

Mickey Avalon the kid who runs free
Serving sucka MC's and getting paid for my delivery
I freak beats that stain yo silk sheets
Filthy on the mike like Lenny Bruce used to be

They had booster in the pantry, howlin' like a banshee
And even when I'm wearin' panties I stay manly

All up on the scene dipped in Vaseline
In a mask and jeans, girl I'll smash your dreams
All up on the scene dipped in Vaseline
In a mask and jeans, girl

In the Hollywood hills, swallowing pills
Tipsy off scotch whiskey, sniffin' blow thro hundred dolla bills
I toast my mostas from coast to coast
In penthouse suits with out any clothes

I used to stroll to avid holes in my shoes
But now I fly first class and bask in sun tanning booths
Hustling gay dude for Quaalude's, out by the pool
In a baby blue bathing suit

Waiting for Jesus to bring the juice
I was payin' dues while you was playin' in school
I took the whole scene over with the flow from my lips
Here's an autographed picture for yo lil' sis

My days of turning tricks are behind me
Unless you got the time to wine and dine me

All up on the scene dipped in Vaseline
In a mask and jeans, girl I'll smash your dreams
All up on the scene dipped in Vaseline
In a mask and jeans, girl

All up on the scene dipped in Vaseline
In a mask and jeans, girl I'll smash your dreams
All up on the scene dipped in Vaseline
In a mask and jeans, girl

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Ooh Las Vegas - Lyrics - Cowboy Junkies

Title: Ooh Las Vegas
Artist: Cowboy Junkies
Composer(s): Rik Grech, Gram Parsons

Lyric:
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor girl like me
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor girl like me
Every time I hit your crystal city you know
You're gonna make a wreck outta me

Well, the first time I lose I drink whiskey
Second time I lose I drink gin
Third time I lose I drink anything
'Cause I think I'm gonna win

Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor girl like me, no
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor girl like me
Every time I hit your Crystal City you know
You're gonna make a wreck outta me

Well, the Queen of Spades is a friend of mine
The Queen of Hearts, she's a bitch
Someday when I clean up my mind
I'll find out which is which

Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor girl like me
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor girl like me
Every time I hit your Crystal City you know
You're gonna make a wreck outta me

Well, I spend all night with the dealer
Tryin' to get ahead
Spend all day at the Holiday Inn
Tryin' to get out of bed

Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor girl like me
Ooh, Las Vegas
Ain't no place for a poor girl like me
Every time I hit your Crystal City you know
You're gonna make a wreck outta me

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Women Without Whiskey - Lyrics - Drive By Truckers

Title: Women Without Whiskey
Artist: Drive By Truckers
Composer(s): John Cooley, Earl Hicks, Patterson Hood, Rob Malone, Brad Morgan

Lyric:
If I make it through this year think I'm gonna put this bottle down
I guess as time goes on I'll grow to miss it less than I will now
And I think I'm gonna tell her that I'm gonna go away for a while
Till I can get this demon out

Know the bottle ain't to blame and I ain't trying to
'Cause it don't make you do a thing, it just lets you
But when I'm six feet underground, I'll need a drink or two
And I'll sure miss you

Take me piece by piece
Till there ain't nothing left
Worth taking away from me

The highway's humming in my head and it's all I hear
Could you read my lips if I pulled you near enough
Could you read my fortune in the bottom of this coffee cup
Can you tell me how to tell when I've had enough?

If morning's a bitch with open arms
And night's a girl who's gone too far

Whiskey is harder to keep than a woman
And it's half as sweet but women without whiskey
Women without whiskey

Whiskey is hard to beat
Whiskey is hard to beat

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Your Good Girl'S Gonna Go Bad - Lyrics - Wanda Jackson

Title: Your Good Girl'S Gonna Go Bad
Artist: Wanda Jackson
Composer(s): Billy Sherrill, Glenn Sutton

Lyric:
I've never seen the inside of a barroom
Or listen to a jukebox all night long
But I see these are the things that bring you pleasure
So I'm gonna make some changes in our home

I've heard it said if you can't beat 'em join 'em
So if that's the way you've wanted me to be
I'll change if it takes that to make you happy
From now on you're gonna see a different me

Because your good girl's a gonna go bad
I'm gonna be the swingin'est swinger you've ever had
If you like 'em painted up, hollered up then you oughta be glad
'Cause your good girl's a gonna go bad

I've even learn to like the taste of whiskey
In fact you'll hardly recognize your wife
I'll buy some brand new clothes and dress up fancy
For my journey to the wilder side of life

Because your good girl's a gonna go bad
I'm gonna be the swingin'est swinger you've ever had
If you like 'em painted up, hollered up then you oughta be glad
'Cause your good girl's a gonna go bad
Yes, your good girl's a gonna go bad

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American Pie - Lyrics - American Pie - Don Mclean

Title: American Pie
Album: American Pie
Artist: Don Mclean
Composer(s): Don Mclean

Lyric:
A long, long time ago, I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while

But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried, when I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside the day the music died

So bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Now do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died

I started singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Now, for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me

Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned

And while Lenin read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang 'Dirges In The Dark'
The day the music died

We were singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
Landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the half time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in hell
Could break that Satan's spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play

And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

And they were singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

They were singing, bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day that I die

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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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Brandy - Lyrics - Red Hot Chili Peppers

Title: Brandy
Artist: Red Hot Chili Peppers
Composer(s): Elliot Lurie

Lyric:
Well, there's a port on a western bay
And it serves a hundred ships a day
Lonely sailors pass the time away
And talk about their homes

And there's a girl in this harbor town
And she works layin' whiskey down
They say, "Brandy, fetch another round"
She serves them whiskey and wine

The sailors say, "Brandy, you're a fine girl"
"What a good wife you would be"
"Yeah your eyes could steal
A sailor from the sea"

Brandy wears a braided chain
Made of finest silver from the North of Spain
A locket that bears the name
Of the man that Brandy loves

He came on a summer's day
Bringin' gifts from far away
But he made it clear he couldn't stay
No harbor was his home

The sailor said, "Brandy, you're a fine girl"
"What a good wife you would be"
"But my life, my lover
My lady is the sea"

Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told his sailor stories
She could feel the ocean foam rise
Yeah, she saw its ragin' glory

Now, he had always told the truth
Lord, he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understand

At night when the bars close down
Brandy walks through a silent town
And loves a man who's not around
She still can hear him say

She hears him say, "Brandy, you're a fine girl"
"What a good wife you would be"
"But my life, my lover
My lady is the sea"

"Brandy, you're a fine girl"
"What a good wife you would be"
"But my life, my lover
My lady is the sea, is the sea, is the sea"

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The Bad In Me - Lyrics - Startin' with Me - Jake Owen

Title: The Bad In Me
Album: Startin' with Me
Artist: Jake Owen
Composer(s): Brett James, Joshua Ryan Owen, Jimmy Ritchey

Lyric:
Well, you look like an angel with the old head in the clouds
You woke me up this morning with the old foolin' around
At a half past three, oh, lately I don't get much sleep, but that's alright
'Cause girl, it feels so good the way that you bring out the bad in me

You call me up at work, said, "Baby can you come on home?
I'm feeling kind of crazy and I'm all alone
I got nothing on, tell your boss it's an emergency there's a man in need"
'Cause, girl, it feels so good the way that you bring out the bad in me

Oh, I'd rather ask forgiveness than permission
'Cause I'm new in all these things, I'd never dream
You put me in a delicate position but I'm right where I wanna be, yeah
Girl, it feels so good the way that you bring out the bad in me

You're like a shot of whiskey to a man that don't drink
Just one taste of you and baby I can't think straight
I'm on my knees, girl, I love your dirty piece
It feels so good the way that you bring out the bad in me

Oh, I'd rather ask forgiveness than permission
'Cause I'm new in all these things, I'd never dream
You put me in a delicate position but I'm right where I wanna be, yeah
Girl, it feels so good the way that you bring out the bad in me
Yeah, it feels so good the way that you bring out the bad
Yeah, it feels so good the way that you bring out the bad in me

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High Lonesome - Lyrics - High Lonesome/Luxury Liner - Jedd Hughes

Title: High Lonesome
Album: High Lonesome/Luxury Liner
Artist: Jedd Hughes
Composer(s): Billy Burnette, Jedd Hughes, Terry Mcbride

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Lyric:
I saw this boy and girl tonight
Reminded me of you and I in better days
Then I saw him steal a kiss
I realize you're all I miss and that's all it takes

I get that heart achin' on the edge of breakin'
Never ending road that's twistin'
Takin' me back to where we were back then
I get that high lonesome, low down and then some
Whiskey drinkin', what was I thinkin'
Why I ever left you feelin' again

It's been forever since I've seen ya
The grass still isn't any greener on the other side
Someone told me, "Live and learn, play with fire and you'll get burned"
And I did, now I'm paying the price, when

I get that heart achin' on the edge of breakin'
Never ending road that's twistin'
Takin' me back to where we were back then
I get that high lonesome, low down and then some
Whiskey drinkin', what was I thinkin'
Why I ever left you feelin' again

I tell myself I'm over you
Then I wake up to the cold, hard truth again and again

I get that heart achin' on the edge of breakin'
Never ending road that's twistin'
Takin' me back to where we were back then
I get that high lonesome, low down and then some
Whiskey drinkin', what was I thinkin'
Why I ever left you feelin' again

I get that high lonesome, low down and then some
Whiskey drinkin', what was I thinkin'
Why I ever left you feelin again
Whiskey drinkin', what was I thinkin'
Why I ever left you feelin' again

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My First Lover - Lyrics - Gillian Welch

Title: My First Lover
Artist: Gillian Welch
Composer(s): Gillian Welch, David Rawlings

Lyric:
My first lover
My first lover

He was tall and breezy with his long hair down
But he gets a little hazy when I think of him now

My first lover
My first lover

He was always talking tryin' to bring me down
But I was not waiting for a white wedding gown

From my first lover

I do not remember any goin' wrong
Just a record playin' that old Steve Miller song

Quicksilver girl
Quicksilver girl

At a surfer party with the whiskey pourin'
And the bottle rollin' I was on the floor

With my first lover
My first lover

I do not remember any fights or fits
Just a shaky morning after callin' it quits

With my first lover

Quicksilver girl
Quicksilver girl
Quicksilver girl and she's free

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All Summer Long - Lyrics - Rock and Roll Jesus - Kid Rock

Title: All Summer Long
Album: Rock and Roll Jesus
Artist: Kid Rock
Composer(s): Edward King, Leroy Marinell, R J Ritchie, Gary Rossington, Matthew Shafer, Ronald Van Zant, Robert Wachtel, Warren Zevon

Lyric:
It was 1989, my thoughts were short, my hair was long
Caught somewhere between a boy and man
She was seventeen and she was far from in-between
It was summertime in Northern Michigan

Splashing through the sand bar, talking by the campfire
It's the simple things in life like when and where
We didn't have no Internet but man I never will forget
The way the moonlight shined upon her hair

And we were trying different things, we were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking 'bout tomorrow
Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long
Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long

Catching Walleye from the dock
Watching the waves roll off the rocks
She'll forever hold a spot inside my soul
We'd blister in the sun, we couldn't wait for night to come
To hit that sand and play some rock 'n' roll

While we were trying different things
And we were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking 'bout tomorrow
Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long
Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer

Now nothing seems as strange as
When the leaves began to change
Or how we thought those days would never end
Sometimes I hear that song and I'll start to sing along
And think, man, I'd love to see that girl again
Man, I'd like to see that girl again

And we were trying different things and we were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking 'bout tomorrow
Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long

We were trying different things and we were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking 'bout tomorrow
Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long

Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long
Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long
Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long
Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long

All summer long
Singing a 'Sweet Home Alabama' yeah
Singing all summer long

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Never In My Life - Lyrics - Live 27/12/70 - Mountain

Title: Never In My Life
Album: Live 27/12/70
Artist: Mountain
Composer(s): Gail Collins, Laurence Laing, Felix Pappalardi, Leslie A. Weinstein

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Lyric:
Never in my life
Could I find a girl like you
Never in my life
Could I find a girl like you

When I wake up in the morning
You make me feel so good
Bringing me the cider whiskey
Feel a bit lonely too

For the first time in my life
I finally found someone like you
For the first time in my life
I finally found someone like you

I feel like a bolt of lightning
But it feels so good
Knowin' my baby's waitin'
And of course I do, yes, I do

Never in my life
Could I find a girl like you
Never in my life
Did I find a girl like you

When I turned around to wake her
About the way she moves
I don't want to leave her
But I want to love you too

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Red Dirt Girl - Lyrics - Emmylou Harris

Title: Red Dirt Girl
Artist: Emmylou Harris
Composer(s): Emmylou Harris

Lyric:
Me and my best friend Lillian
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon
Sittin' on the front porch coolin' in the shade
Singin' every song the radio played

Waitin' for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian

Just across the line
And a little southeast of Meridian

She loved her brother I remember back when
He was fixin' up a '49 Indian
He told her, ?Little sister, gonna ride the wind
Up around the moon and back again"

He never got farther than Vietnam
I was standin' there with her
When the telegram come for Lillian

Now he's lyin' somewhere
About a million miles from Meridian

She said, ?There's not much hope for a red dirt girl
Somewhere out there is a great big world
That's where I'm bound"

"And the stars might fall on Alabama
But one of these days I'm gonna swing
My hammer down"

Away from this red dirt town
I'm gonna make a joyful sound

She grew up tall and she grew up thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard
Her daddy turned mean and her mama leaned hard

Got in trouble with a boy from town
Figured that she might as well settle down
So she dug right in

Across a red dirt line
Just a little south east of Meridian

Yes, she tried hard to love him
But it never did take
Just another way for the heart to break
So she learned [Incomprehensible]

One thing they don't tell you about the blues
When you got 'em
You keep on fallin' 'cause there ain't no bottom
There ain't no end at least not for Lillian

Nobody knows when she started her skid
She was only 27 and she had five kids
Could-a been the whiskey, could-a been the pills
Could-a been the dream she was tryin' to kill

But there won't be a mention in the new little world
About the life and the death of a red dirt girl
Named Lillian

Who never got any farther
Across the line than Meridian

Now the stars still fall on Alabama
Tonight she finally laid
That hammer down without a sound
In the red dirt ground

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Wild Angel - Lyrics - John Mellencamp

Title: Wild Angel
Artist: John Mellencamp
Composer(s): John Mellencamp

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Lyric:
Pretty girls in beat up cars
Throwing kisses to the soldiers
Pale blue eyes and whiskey bars
The lines on her face say she's getting older

You better reach out to me
Girl, you better reach out to me

Runnin' with your weakness in the dark
You hope it disappears by tomorrow
On your knees and in the dark, don't wanna beg
Lord knows you're too old to borrow

You better reach out to me
Girl, you better reach out to me

'Cause you're a
Oh, oh, oh, oh wild angel
Oh, oh, oh, oh a wild angel

Cabin fever nearly drove us insane
When the snow fell on us last December
Look at me, girl, I don't feel the same
Now those days they've all gone together

You better reach out to me
Girl, you better reach out to me

'Cause you're a
Oh, oh, oh, oh wild angel
Oh, oh, oh, oh a wild angel

Oh, oh, oh, oh wild angel
Oh, oh, oh, oh a wild angel
Oh, oh, oh, oh wild angel
Oh, oh, oh, oh a wild angel

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