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Lonely, Lonesome & Alone
03:22
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I'm lonely, lonesome and alone
In this hell I call my home
Without a woman of my own
Hell, I'm lonely,
Hell, I'm lonesome,
And alone.
My heart is heavy on my mind
What was yours once was mine
Back when time was only time
Now, I'm lonely
Now, I'm lonesome
And alone.
With all the emptiness I feel
I can't believe that this is real
I don’t know if I can deal
With being lonely,
Being lonesome,
And alone.
Feeling lonely,
Feeling lonesome,
And alone.
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Carry On
05:09
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If you could see my friends
I had when I was dead
Maybe one of them said
To carry on?
Now I'm standing there
The smoke rolls high in the air
And I just blindly stare
At carry on
But I can't stand it, runnin’ away
And I can't love you
When I stay
Through every foggy morn
With heartache, strife and scorn
I just can't conform
With carry on
And every worthless night
When I can see no light
I put up a fight
With carry on
But I can't stand it, runnin’ away
And I can't love you
When I stay
Sure, I've been ton down
Hell, I been pushed around
And stumble through this town
Of carry on
Come one sunny day
I'll put that bottle away
And bid goodbye to the fray
And carry on
But I can't stand it, runnin’ away
And I can't love you
When I stay
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3. |
A Way Out
02:35
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I am alone right now
But I will find me a way out.
I'll walk this land, ‘cause it's the land I love
Until I find me a way out.
I'd tell the walls that I am free,
But then they'd smile and laugh at me.
It may be true that I’m a well-kept man
Until I find me a way out.
I'll tell you all that I am free,
But then you'd smile and laugh at me.
It may be true, I was a well-kept man
Until I found me a way out
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Bird in the Morning Dew
02:24
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I bet your name is something pretty
Give me your number ‘cause I'm comin’ round
Sit by my side, tell me your stories
I'll tell you mine ‘cause I'm comin’ round
Well, I made up my mind
No matter what you do
I'm just biding my time
Like a bird in the morning dew
Whip up some stew and I'll bring the cards
Put on your best ‘cause I'm comin’ round
Don't buy new candles don't trim the yard
Just start smiling cause I'm comin’ round
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5. |
Prison Song
04:28
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To my credit I can't help my situation
To my mother I send this lonely invitation
No matter the streets I've roamed, I wanna be back home
Please don't think on the wretched things I've done
You see, it don't seem that I've got too much time
I recognize the years you ain't been on my mind.
But I'll make it through that door, though my back and legs are sore
And all I'm bringin’ is the ragged clothes I wore
Mother, I know it’s five years since you've gone
Mother, I know that I'm your only son
I still feel the love you gave
It's been floating in the waste
I'll bring it back, though it may be from my grave
It's taken all this to know I've let you down
It's taken all this to get my feet close to the ground
Though I still deny the news
I'll come crawling home to you
I'll get there with the blood that's in my shoes
There's blackened dust on the walls in here
In my cell thinkin’ all my fears are gone
Devil, spare me just one day?
Will you lend me just a single way to mourn?
It's morning time when they'll shave off all my hair.
Morning time when they'll lay me in that chair
Please hold the gates for me
When they cut me free
Out into that black and raging sea
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6. |
Bound to Lose
02:34
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When your girls are out of town
It's hard for a man to sleep alone
Johnny's on the ground with a bottle to his mouth
He's bound to lose.
If the dogs are howlin’ at your door
You might feel obliged to let them in
Johnny's to his feet and feels like making friends
He's bound to lose.
When all that's gold and glitters settles down
And what day it is don't matter any more
Johnny's packin heat and he knows the way to be
He's bound to lose
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7. |
Rowdy Love
03:08
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Well, on the other end of that telephone, I can feel it coming through
I can hear the sighs, I can see your eyes when I tell you "I've had a few"
Hell, I don't mean no disrespect but I'm better than before
And you and I know it'd be a stretch to say I'll have no more.
And please don't you read them old love notes, they don't mean a thing no more
Just leave ‘em sit in that old shoe box
Beyond that closet door
We've been through rough old this and that but them cloudy times are through
I just wanna let you know where I'm at, my rowdy love is true.
Why don't we leave them bygone years back there where they belong?
Forget your fears and forget your tears, this time I can't be wrong
I'll keep workin’ on cleanin’ up my act that keeps you gone
If you just try and set aside what keeps you movin’ on.
And please don't you read them old love notes, they don't mean a thing no more
Just leave ‘em sit in that old shoe box
Beyond that closet door
We've been through rough old this and that but them cloudy times are through
I just wanna let you know where I'm at, my rowdy love is true.
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Sammyville
05:09
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When the world falls down
On my town
Just one place left for me
And when all my injuries
Move back in
Just one way I will bend
My body.
That drifter owes me money
Eight years’ rent
He better stay where he went
Well, I can't chase nobody down
Like I did
But I'll bust him to the ground
Yes, I will.
But all my time is mine
All my money is mine
And I'll sit down in my chair.
I know every little inch
Of this place
Better than my own wife's face
So God bless her soul
That she stayed
Winters here are cold
And lonely.
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9. |
The Shame
04:45
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Give me one reason to stand
So I can be more of a man
The nights and the days are more of the same
Give me one reason to stop so I can come out on top
I'm set in my ways
It's time for a change
But I don't need a savior, I need a friend
Someone to lean on until the end
I need an enemy, someone I can blame
Something to cover up all the shame
All the shame
Just when I'm calling it quits
Someone to show me new tricks
An old dog can learn if you give him a chance
Just when I step out of line
Something to help me find a reason to stop and a reason to stand
But I don't need a savior, I need a friend
Someone to lean on until the end
I need an enemy, someone I can blame
Something to cover up all the shame
All the shame
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10. |
Split Ditch
06:25
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West to east I'm gonna ride today
Cause you miss me babe, I know it but you just won't say
You miss me babe, I know it but you just won't say
Few more hours and I'll be Jersey bound
Few more hours ‘til I bid goodbye to this town
Well I told you darlin’ once again I'd see you around
I told you darlin’ once again I'd see you around
I did the best that I knew but you've up and gone
I thought you loved me too but baby I was wrong
Down in this dusty ole creek bed I have grown
And I just made up my mind I'm comin’ home
Seems the storm’s been closing on my tail
Seems the storm’s been reading all my mail
Gotta keep my heels from the wolves runnin’ on this trail
Gotta keep my heels from the wolves runnin’ on this trail
Steel frame gonna carry me through the rain
Gasoline is runnin’ through my veins
Ain't no mountain or valley or river gonna stop this train
Ain't no mountain or valley or river gonna stop this train
I did the best that I knew but you've up and gone
I thought you loved me too but baby I was wrong
Down in this dusty ole creek bed I have grown
And I just made up my mind I'm comin’ home
Gasoline’s runnin through my veins
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11. |
Halfway There
04:03
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Got a broken spoke on my wagon wheel
My horse is lookin’ kinda bad
Two men robbed my camp last fall
And took all the money I had.
Got a gun slung round as fine as can be
But there’s no powder left in my horn
Went to hunt for some grub and I took to the trees
But I fell in the briars and thorns.
My whiskey bottle's getting’ empty
My boots I'm wearin’ kinda thin
Won't take much but to look in my eyes
You can see the state that I'm in.
My jacket was handed down from my pa
You could read a book through the holes
My best friend stole my pocket knife
And stuck it right into my soul.
I got one bad knee and the other ain't good
I'm walkin’ around with a cane
I like playin’ poker and I would if I could
Get some money to buy in the game.
My whiskey bottle's getting empty
My boots wearin’ right though
Things ain't goin’ my way you see
But I'm glad I'm sitting with you.
I'm an old rusty nail
There’s no wind in my sail
But I'm glad to be here with you.
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