George Jones

[fox69]

"White Lightning"

"White Lightning"


Well in North Carolina way back in the hills me and my old pappy and he had him a still
He brewed white lightnin till the sun went down
Then he'd fill up a jug and he'd pass it around
Mighty mighty pleasin my pappy's corn squeezin (whew white lightnin)
Well the G men T men revenoers too searchin for the place where he made his brew
They were lookin tryin' to book him but my pappy kept on cookin
(Whew white lightnin)

Well I asked my old pappy why he called his brew
White lightnin stead of mountain dew
I took a little sip and right away I knew
And my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue
Light has started flashin thunder started krashin (whew white lightnin)
Well the G men T men...

Well a city slicker came and he said I'm tough
I think I want to taste that powerful stuff
He took one slug and he drank it right down I heard him moanin' as he hit the ground
Mighty mighty pleasin you'r pappy's corn squeezin (whew white lightnin)
Well the G men T men.

 

[fox69]

"Who Shot Sam"

"Who Shot Sam"


Well, I met Sammy Samson down in New Orleans
He had a lot of money and a big limousine
He took us honky-tonkin' on a Saturday night
We met Silly Milly, everything was all right
Her eyes started rollin', we should a-went a-bowlin'
Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my.

Well, Sam and Silly Milly, about a quarter to four
Was rompin' and a-stompin' on the hardwood floor
Along came Flirty Mirty bargin' in on the fun
Silly Milly got jealous and she pulled out a gun
Tables started crashin', fourty-four's a-flashin'
Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my.

Well, the police, fire chief, highway patrol
Knockin' down the front door with a big long pole
Sammy was a lyin' on the cold-cold floor
Shot through the middle with a fourty-four
Milly was a-cryin', Sam was surely dyin'
Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my.

Well, they took Silly Milly to the jail down town
Booked Silly Milly for a-shootin' old Sam
The judge he gave her twenty, Milly said that's a lot
You shouldn't give me nothing, he was already half shot
A-drinkin' white lightnin' started all the fightin'
Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my.

Well, the police, fire chief, highway patrol
Knockin' down the front door with a big long pole
Sammy was a lyin' on the cold-cold floor
Shot through the middle with a fourty-four
Milly was a-cryin', Sam was surely dyin'
Wham-bam, who shot Sam, my-my...

 

[fox69]

"Who Will I Be Loving Now"

"Who Will I Be Loving Now"


Well, I thought you'd found your happiness
Right here lovin' me
I thought my life was so complete
But how wrong can one man be.

You were the perfect deceiver
Yes, you knew just what to do
So who will I be loving now
Cause, I won't be lovin' you?

You told me that you loved me
And that you were satisfied
I couldn't see the truth 'cause I
Had love all in my eyes.

And now you've found another
And it tears my heart in two
So who will I be lovin' now
Since I won't be loving you?

So tell me where I'll go now
Tell me what I'll do
Who's lips will I be kissin'
Since I won't be kissin' you?

Well, I feel so lost and helpless
How can I start anew
So who will I be loving now
Since I won't be lovin' you?

So who will I be loving now
Since I won't be lovin' you?

 

[fox69]

"Who's Gonna Fill Their Shoes"

"Who's Gonna Fill Their Shoes"


You know this old world is full of singers
But just a few are chosen
To tear your heart out when they sing
Imagine life without them
All your, radio heros
Like the outlaw that walks through Jesse's dream

No, there will never be another
Red-headed stranger
A Man in Black and Folsom Prison Blues
The Okie from Muskogee
Or Hello Darling
Lord I wonder, who's gonna fill their shoes

[Chorus:]
Who's gonna fill their shoes
Who's gonna stand that tall
Who's gonna play the Opry
And the Wabash Cannonball
Who's gonna give their heart and soul
To get to me and you
Lord I wonder, who's gonna fill their shoes

God bless the boys from Memphis
Blue Suede Shoes and Elvis
Much too soon he left this world in tears
They tore up the Fifties
Old Jerry Lee and Charlie
And old Go Cat Go still echoes through the years

You know the heart of country music
Still beats in Luke the Drifter
You can tell when hew sings I Saw the Light
Old Marty, Hank and Lefty
Why I can feel them right here with me
On this Silver Eagle rolling through the night

[Chorus:]
Who's gonna fill their shoes
Who's gonna stand that tall
Who's gonna play the Opry
And the Wabash Cannonball
Who's gonna give their heart and soul
To get to me and you
Lord I wonder, who's gonna fill their shoes

Yes I wonder, who's gonna fill their shoes?..

 

[fox69]

"Why Baby Why"

"Why Baby Why"


Tell me why baby, why baby, why baby, why
You make me cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, cry
I can't help but love you 'til the day that I die
So tell me, why baby, why baby, why baby, why

Well I got a crow I wanna pick with you
Just like last time when the feathers flew
You're runnin' wild kickin' up your heels
A leavin' me home with a hand full of bills

Well, I can't live without you and you know it's true
But there's no livin' with you so what'll I do
I'm goin' honky tonkin', get as tight as I can
And maybe by then you'll 'preciate a good man

Tell me why baby, why baby, why baby, why
You make me cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, cry
I can't help but love you 'til the day that I die
So tell me why baby, why baby, why baby, why

Well, now I don't know, but I've heard say
That ever' little dog is a gonna have his day
You'd better pay attention, don't you dare forget
'Cause I'm just a little bitty puppy. yet

Yeah, I caught you honky tonkin' with my best friend
The thing to do was leave you, but I should'a left then
Now I'm too old to leave you, but I still get sore
When you come home a feelin' for the knob on the door

Tell me why baby, why baby, why baby, why
You make me cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, cry
I can't help but love you 'til the day that I die
So tell me, why baby, why baby, why baby, why...

 

[fox69]

"Why Don't You Love Me (Like You Use To Do)?"

"Why Don't You Love Me (Like You Use To Do)?"


Well, Why don't you love me like you used to do?
How come you treat me like a worn out shoe?
My hair's still curly, my eyes are still blue
So why don't you love me like you used to do?

Can't have no lovin' like a huggin'
And a kissin' in a long, long while
We don't get near or further
Or closer than a country mile.

Why don't you spark me like you used to do?
And say sweet nothin' like you used to do
I'm the same old trouble you've always been through
So why don't you love me like you used to do?

Well, Why don't you be just like you used to be?
How come you find so many faults with me
Somebody changed, so let me give you a clue
Why don't you love me like you used to do?

Can't have no lovin' like a huggin'
And a kissin' in a long, long while
We don't get near or further
Or closer than a country mile.

Why don't you say the things you used to say?
What makes you treat me like a piece of clay
My hair's still curly and my eyes are still blue
So why don't you love me like you used to do?..

 

[fox69]

"Why Me Lord?"

"Why Me Lord?"


Why Me Lord
Why me Lord?

What have I ever done
To deserve even one
Of the pleasures I've known
Tell me Lord.
What did I ever do
That was worth loving you
Or the kindness you've shown.

Lord, help me Jesus,
I've wasted it
So help me Jesus
I know what I am.
Now that I know
That I've needed you
So help me Jesus,
My soul's in your hands.

Why me Lord?
If you think there's a way
I can try to repay
All I've taken from you
Maybe Lord.
I can show someone else
What I've been through myself
On my way back to you.

Lord, help me Jesus,
I've wasted it
So help me Jesus
I know what I am.
Now that I know
That I've needed you
So help me Jesus,
My soul's in your hands.

Lord, help me Jesus,
I've wasted it
So help me Jesus
I know what I am
Now that I know
That I've need you
So help me Jesus,
My soul's in your hands.

Jesus, my soul's in your hands...

 

[fox69]

"Wild Irish Rose"

"Wild Irish Rose"


They sent him to Asia to fight in a war
He came back home crazy and asking, "What for?"
They had him committed, Oh, medals and all
To a mental hosipital with rubber walls.

They cut off the funding, Oh, they cut off the lights
He hit the street runnin' that cold winter night
Now the streets are the only place he can call home
He seems Oh, so lonely, but he's never alone.

He lies there holding his wild irish rose
This crazy old fool in the smelly old clothes
He could have had something much better, God knows
Than a half-empty bottle of Wild Irish Rose.

A baby named Scarlet with laughing blue eyes
Has been in his wallet Ah! way back since '65
So much was forgotten, Oh, so far back in time
Way down in the bottom of a river of wine.

You know, they found him at Clarksville, West 25th
They can't even find a hearbeat, Lord, his fingers are so stiff
Just like they're all frozen, he's holding her tight
But the habit, oh, it's broken, it's his Roses' last night.

He lies there holding his Wild Irish Rose
But his soul's in a place where a real hero goes
Now he's got something better, much better, God knows
Than a half-empty bottle of Wild Irish Rose...

 

[fox69]

"Will The Circle Be Unbroken"
(originally by Pete Seeger)

"Will The Circle Be Unbroken"
(originally by Pete Seeger)



I was standin' by my window
On one cold, and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rollin'
For to carry my mother away.

Will that circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky.

I went back home, my home was lonely
For my mother she was gone
All my brothers set to cryin'
For the home so sad and alone.

Undertaker, please undertaker,
Undertaker, please drive slow
For that body you are hauling
Lord, I hates to see her go

Will that circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waitin'
In the sky, Lord, in the sky...

 

[fox69]

"Will There Be Stars In My Crown"

"Will There Be Stars In My Crown"


I am thinking today of that beautiful land
I shall reach when the sun goeth down
When through wonderful grace by my Savior I stand
Will there be any stars in my crown?

Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goeth down
When I wake with the blessed in the mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown?

In the strength of the Lord let me labor and pray
Let me watch as a winner of souls
That bright stars may be mine in the glorious day
When His praise like the sea billow rolls.

Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goeth down
When I wake with the blessed in the mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown?

O what joy it will be when His face I behold
Living gems at his feet to lay down
I would sweeten my bliss in the city of gold
Will there be any stars in my crown?

Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goeth down
When I wake with the blessed in the mansions of rest
Will there be any stars in my crown?...