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Waylon Jennings Album



1973
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Low down leaving sun,
I've done did everything that needs done
Woe is me, why can't i see
I best be leaving well enough alone

Them neon light nights,couldn't stay out of fights
Them keep a-haunting me in memories
There's one in every crowd
for crying out loud
Why was it always turning out be me

Chorus:
Where does it go,the good Lord only knows
It seems like it was just the other day
I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables
And generally blowing all my hard earned pay
Piano rolled blues,danced holes in my shoes
There weren't another other way to be
For loveable losers, no account boozers
And honky tonk heroes like me

Chorus

Chorus

. . .


I've spent the lifetime making up my mind to be
More than the measure of what I thought others could see
Good luck and fast bucks are too far and too few between
Catalog buyers and old five and dimers like me
She stood beside me letting me know she would be
Something to lean on when everything ran out on me
Fenced yards ain't hole cards and like is not never will be
Reason for rhymers and old five and dimers like me
( steel )
It's taking me so long and now that I know I believe
All that I do or say is all I ever will be
Too far and too high and too deep ain't too much to be
Too much ain't enough for old five and dimers like me
Mhm mhm an old five and dimer is all I intended to be

. . .


Three fingers whiskey pleasures the drinkers
And moving does more than the same thing for me
Willy he tells me that doers and thinkers say movin' is a closest thing to being free
Willy rosins his riggins laid back his wages he's dead cert on ridin' the big rodeo
My woman's tight with an overdue baby and Willy keeps yelling hey Gypsy let's go
Willy you're wild as a Texas Blue Norther ready rolled from the same makins as me
Well I reckon we're gonna ramble till hell freeze us over
Willy the wandering Gypsy and me

Now ladies we surely will take up your favors
And we'll surely worn you there never will be
A single soul living that could put brand or handle
On Willy the wandering Gypsy and me
Well dance on the mountains shout in the canyons
Swarm it ain't loose herd like a wild buffalo
Jammin' our heads full of figures and angles and tellin' us stuff that we already know
Willy you're wild...
Yeah Willy you're wild...

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(Billy Joe Shaver)

Long haired young girl here beside me
Fit my body, warm my mind
Sleeping quiet never knowin'
By tomorrow she'll be one more thing
I'm gonna leave behind.

Like them big wheels I'll be rollin'
Like them rivers gonna flow to sea
'Cause I'd rather leave here knowin'
That I'd made the fool of love
Before it made the fool of me.

Low down freedom, you done cost me
Everything I'll ever lose Lord
You're as empty as my pockets
From the top of where you start
Down to the bottom of my shoes.

Open highway, lonesome wind blows
Tell me something I don't know
Wrapped in woman arms around me
Tell me why I'm gonna leave
And I don't really wanna go.

Low down freedom, you done cost me
Everything I'll ever lose Lord
You're as empty as my pockets
From the top of where you start
Down to the bottom of my shoes.

Low down freedom, you done cost me
Everything I'll ever lose Lord
You're as empty as my pockets
From the top of where you start
Down to the bottom of my shoes...

. . .


(Billy Joe Shaver - Hillman Hall)

Omaha you've been weighin' heavy on my mind
Guess I never really left it all
I'm turnin' all those roads I walked around the other way
Coming back to you Omaha.

Omaha, Nebraska was that good enough for me
Always thought I was the roamin' kind
With the pockets full of dreams in my worn shirt on my back
I left there looking for some things to find.

Rode my thumb to San Francisco I worked down by the bank
Got some schoolin' faithful by the law
The hardest thing I learned there was there ain't no easy way
To get ahead behind those county walls.

So it's so long California reckon I'll be a movin' on
I'm leavin' even if I had to crawl
I've got some losin's laying round
That I left them burn waitin' there for me in Omaha.

Omaha you've been weighin' heavy on my mind
Guess I never really left it all
I'm turnin' all those roads I walked around the other way
Coming back to you Omaha.

--- Instrumental to fade ---

. . .


Long ago and far away
In my ol' common labor shoes
I turned the world all which a way
Just because you asked me to.

Like unto no other
Feel simple love is simple true
There's no end to what I'd do
Just because you asked me.

Let the world call me a fool
But if things are right with me and you
That's all that matters
And I'll do anything you asked me to.

Knowing how much I love you
And after all that I've been through
I'd turn and walk away from you
Just because you asked me to.
(Lord. I hope you'll never do.)

Let the world call me a fool
But if things are right with me and you
That's all that matters
And I'll do anything you asked me to.

. . .


(Billy Joe Shaver)

This highway she's harder than nine kinds of hell
Light there it scares as the rain
When you're down to your last shop with nothing to sell
And too far away from the train.

It's been a good month of Sundays and a guitar to go
Had a tall drink of yesterday's wine
Left a lot of good friends some sheeps in the wind
And satisfied women behind.

Ride me down easy Lord, ride me on down
Leave word in the dust where I lay
Say I'm easy, come easy go
And easy to love when I stay.

--- Instrumental ---

Put snow on the mountain, raise hell on the hill
Lock horns with the devil himself
Then the rodeo bum, a son of a gun
And a hobo with stars in his crown.

Ride me down easy Lord, ride me on down
Leave word in the dust where I lay
Say I'm easy, come easy go
And easy to love when I stay.

Ride me down easy Lord, ride me on down
Leave word in the dust where I lay
Say I'm easy, come easy go
And easy to love when I stay...

. . .


Down the road a ways I've heard said a new day's coming on
Where the women folks are friendly and the law leaves you alone
I'll believe it when I see it and I haven't seen it yet
Don't mind me just keep on talking I'm just looking for my hat
There ain't no God in Mexico ain't no way to understand
How that border crossing feeling makes a fool out of a man
If I'd never felt the sunshine hell I would not curse the rain
If my feet could fit a railroad track I guess I'd been a train
(Ac. guitar)
Me and Louise Higgins Botham used to chase across the yard
Back in 1947 that's when more than times were hard
Well pity me I didn't find the line in time like a fool
In front of God and everybody I politely blew my cool
Ain't no God in Mexico ain't no comfort in the kin
When you're down in Madamoris gettin' busted by the man
If I'd never felt the sunshine hell I would not curse the rain
If I hadn't been railroaded well I guess I'd been a train
(Ac. guitar)

. . .


(Billy Joe Shaver)

Way down in Virginia
Amongst the tall grown sugar canes
Lived a simple man and a dominique hen
And a rose of a different name.

Well, the first time I fell lightly
I was standing in the drizzling rain
With a trembling hand and a bottle of gin
And a rose of a different name.

Well, the devil made me do it the first time
The second time I done it on my own
Lord, put a handle on a simple handed man
And help me leave that black rose alone.

--- Instrumental ---

When the devil made that woman
Lord, she threw the pattern away
She was built for speed with the tools
You need to make a new fool every day.

Way down deep and dirty
On the darker side of shame
I caught a cane cuttin' man with a bottle of gin
With a rose of a different name.

The devil made me do it the first time
The second time I done it on my own
Lord, put a handle on a simple handed man
And help me leave that black rose alone.

The devil made me do it the first time
The second time I done it on my own
Lord, put a handle on a simple handed man
And help me leave that black rose alone...

. . .


(Troy Seals - Donnie Fritts)

I can hear the wind a-blowing in my mind
Just the way it used to sound through the Georgia pines
And you were there to answer when I called
You and me we had it all.

Remember how I used to touch your hair
While reaching for the feeling that was always there
You were the best thing in my life I can recall
You and me we had it all.

I know that we can never live those times again
So I let my dreams take me back to where we have been
Then I'll stay with you girl as long as I can
Oh, it was so good, oh, it was so good

Oh, it was so good when I was your man.

--- Instrumental ---

I'll never stop believing in your smile
Even though you didn't stay it was all worth while
You were the best thing in my life I can recall
You and me we had it all.

You and me we had it all...

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