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Mountain Song
02:40
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Well, I rode up on the mountain making my way to the sea
I found a poor boy lying underneath a maple tree
I said Mr. don’t you know it’s getting dark, it’s pretty late
Then he opened up his sleepless eyes that rested on his face
(chorus)
Oh, you’ll never know
What you find on this dusty road
What you find out here
You can take home as a souvenir
As he woke up from his dream I spoke to him once more
He just looked at me said, “Whatcha doin’ here alone?”
Well I’m ridin’ over the mountain on my way to the sea
He said, “I’m runnin’ from the law and I can keep you company”
Chorus
Well, I rode up on the mountain making my way to the sea
I found a poor boy lying underneath a maple tree
I said Mr. don’t you know it’s getting dark, too dark to see
He said, “I’m runnin’ from the law, but I can keep you company”
Chorus
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Chains
04:09
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Many months of pain, and many hour of suffering
Many months of pain, and many hours of suffering
If I could, I’d sell my soul to feel alright once more
Doctor, doctor please! Could you tell me what is wrong?
I can barely sleep and it’s even in my dreams
Many hours of pain, and many months of suffering
Many hours of pain, and many months of suffering
If I could, I’d sell my soul to feel alright once more
Mother, mother, please! They’re getting to my head
They started in my body, but they’ll take me to my grave
Mister, mister please! Is there something I can do?
I’m scared that it’s too late, am I already dead?
Many months of pain, and many hour of suffering
Many months of pain, and many hours of suffering
If I could, I’d sell my soul to feel alright once more
If I could, I’d sell my soul to feel alright once more
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Blood, guts, and gasoline
High powered death machine (2x)
Haulin’ ass on down the road
Kickin’ down Hell’s front door (2x)
(Chorus)
Blood, Guts, and Gasoline
Blood, Guts, and Gasoline
Chorus 2x
Tires on fire, burning gears
Red line engine, I aint scared(2x)
Chorus 2x
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Last Likker Run
03:32
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Popcorn Sutton in the Tennessee hills
Spend the day settin’ up his last moonshine still
Put the worm in the barrel, for the thumper dig a hole
Put a rock on the cap and stoke the fire down below
(Chorus 2x)
Well, I’m a runner makin’ time gotta get across the State Line
Got a Model “A” Ford full of bootleg moonshine
We got high test corn likker comin’ out the still
Got about a hundred mason jars to fill
Gonna fill ‘em all up and give ‘em to the kin folk
Cause they’re never gonna see this kind of likker here again, no
Chorus 2x
Well, likker is my business and my business is fine
Makin’ what I want and I’m keepin’ what’s mine
Revenue man never gonna get his take
Cause it’s the last damn likker run I’m ever gonna make
Well, I’m a runner makin’ time gotta get across the State Line
Got a Model “A” Ford full of bootleg moonshine
Revenue man never gonna get his take
Cause it’s the last damn likker run I’m ever gonna make
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Saving Grace
03:28
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Night comes creeping like a thief outside my door
The bottle slips down from my fingers to the floor
The wind is crying and the moon refused to rise
I'm a prisoner, locked up by my own lies
She used to be my Saving Grace
But now she's gone and lord, bad whiskey took her place
Nowhere to run to and there ain't no place to hide
No reason to go on without her by my side
Can't stand this world no more and I can't carry on
Sun comes up tomorrow and she will still be gone
She used to be my Saving Grace
But now she's gone, I swear, the devil took her place
She use to be my Saving Grace X 2
Now she's gone and there can't nothing take her place
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Picking up Change
03:50
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When I was a young boy
my mama told me son
The rich folk got the money
the poor folk they got none
That aint always true
when you’re picking guitar in the street
Cause the rich folk they leave money
laying right there at your feet
(Chorus)
Picking up nickels, picking up dimes
picking up change all the time
Picking up quarters, making my way
making them dollars every day
Picking up nickels, picking up dimes
picking up change all the time
Picking up quarters, making my way
picking that guitar every day
You’re walking around the town
you got your pocket full of change
The music man he’s on the corner
but you don’t know his name
You stop a while, he makes you smile
and you’re clapping to the beat
You take that change right out your pocket
and lay it at his feet
Chorus
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Well, she’s been ridin’ on the train tracks,
hoppin’ off the bus back
Livin’ off a knapsack,
wishing she’ll never have to go back
Told Papa, Here take your watch back
all I need is daytime and nighttime,
My lights all out, I gotta go with the moonlight.
One room, four walls, one door
well that’s her perfect nightmare
Is it Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday?
What the hell does she care
Told Papa, Here take your watch back
all I need is daytime and nighttime,
My lights all out, I gotta go with the moonlight.
Well, she’s been ridin’ on the train tracks,
hoppin’ off the bus back
Livin’ off a knapsack,
wishing she’ll never have to go back
Told Papa, Here take your watch back
all I need is daytime and nighttime,
My lights all out, I gotta go with the moonlight.
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8. |
Young Girl
01:54
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Girl, you’re so young
whatcha doing with a married man?
He’ll feed you words of lies
shiny things, and all his cards
Girl, you’re so small
you’ll get crushed by family ties
You know that it’s wrong
but you forget when he mentions love
The kids, they don’t know
but they’ll grown up and wonder why
He’ll either break your heart
or leave a life behind
You dream that it’s a lie
but wake up by his side
You know that it’s wrong
but you forget when he mentions love
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Bees and Honey
03:31
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When you spend your time Burning bridges
When you spend your time Crushing dreams
And blowing steam You’re gonna find Lonely days
You’re gonna find Broken knees
And saddened seas
They’re gonna try To turn the crowds
They’re gonna try To spread ill
Words of you But don’t worry none
Save your prayers Don’t worry none
‘Cause times a goin’
And the winds keep blowing
How will you know right from wrong?
When you find joy in misbehaving
I find it feels so good to be bad
Sorry, but it was Satan I found
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10. |
Pass that Whiskey
03:43
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Pop that cork off that whiskey
Pass that bottle round
Get a glass now, yeah get a glass now
Lets’ drink this bottle to the ground
If you like the good times
stomp your feet on the ground
Yeah, If you like the good times
stomp your feet on the ground
Grab a friend, drink a beer
hold your glass up high and cheer
Said, if you like the good times
stomp your feet on the ground
If you like the good times
stomp your feet on the ground
Yeah, If you like the good times
stomp your feet on the ground
Clap your hands, stomp your feet
move your body to the swampy beat
Yeah, if you like the good times
stomp your feet on the ground
Well, we popped that cork off that whiskey
And we drank that bottle down
Now the whiskey, it’s all gone now
That’s how you know, The Budrows been in town
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11. |
Campfire Song
02:53
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Instrumental
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The Budrows California
Mix one part cigar box guitar with foot stomping beat, add a heaping scoop of blues harp, sprinkle liberally with washboard percussion and top with searing female vocals. Turn up loud, and serve with Whiskey for a good time.
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