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"Song Of The Patriot"

"Song Of The Patriot"



I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man
I love mom and applie pie,
And the freedoms that we all enjoy across this beautiful land
I work hard and I fight hard for the old Red, White, and Blue
And I'll die a whole lot harder if it comes to where I have to
I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man
And when I see old Glory waving
I think of all the brave men who have fought and died for what is right and wrong
And when I see old Glory burnin, my blood begins to churnin
And I could do some fightin' of my own
I don't believe in violence, I'm a God fearing man
Bul I'll stand up for my country just as long as I can stand
Cause I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man
I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man
And I enjoy the liberty of being what I want to be and achieve any goals that I can
I was taught to turn the other cheek, but daddy used to say
Walk soft and pack a big stick, but never walk away
I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man
And When I see old Glory waving
I think of all the brave men who have fought and died for what is right and wrong
And when I see old Glory burnin, my blood begins to churnin
And I could do some fightin' of my own
Cause I love all my brothers and were proud of our group
We've got the greenest country here on God's green earth
I'm a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man
 
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"Song To Mama"

"Song To Mama"


Dear, dear Mama, now that we're older
We can see the load on your tired old shoulders
Mama you're a trooper, Mama you're a soldier
Mama, you mean a lot to me

She always got me out of bed early Sunday morn'
And took me out to church where I could learn about Lord
Mama tried to tell me how my life was gonna be
But I was young and wild, and it was hard for me to see

Dear Mama, now that we're older
We can see the load on your tired old shoulders
Mama you're a trooper, Mama you're a soldier
Mama, you mean a lot to me

[SPOKEN:]
(Mama, you always taught me right from wrong when I was growin' up
And it's a pity that most people like me have to try everything for
themselves
I realize now that you always knew just what you were talkin' about
And mama for all that hard work you did
And for the sacrifices you made for us
I just wanna say, thanks a lot)

Dear Mama, now that we are older
We can see the load on your tired old shoulders
Mama you're a trooper, Mama you're a soldier
Mama, you mean a lot to me
Mama, you mean a lot to me
 
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"Southern Accents"

"Southern Accents"


There's a southern accent,
Where I come from.
The young'uns call it country,
The Yankees call it dumb.
I got my own way of talkin',
But everything is done,
With a southern accent,
Where I come from.

Now that drunk-tank in Atlanta,
Was just a motel room to me.
Think I might go work Orlando,
If them orange groves don't freeze.
I've got my own way of workin',
But everything is run,
With a southern accent,
Where I come from.

For just a minute there I was dreaming.
For just a minute it was all so real.
For just a minute she was standing there,
With me.

There's a dream I that I keep havin',
Where my mama comes to me.
And she kneels down over by the window,
And says a prayer for me.
I got my own way of prayin',
And everyone's begun,
With a southern accent,
Where I come from.

[Instrumental break]

We have our own way of livin',
But everything is done,
With a southern accent,
Where I come from.
 
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"Southern Comfort"

"Southern Comfort"



I've been a thrill seeking rambler
And often came into this town
But the thrills were too high for my little sky
So I dug in and I've settled down

And I got a good job in Nashville
No way they can pay me enough
For grindin' up tobacco leaves
Making brut and snuff

Southern comfort is killin' me

I'm slowly chokin' in Tennessee
I shovel the snuff until late afternoon
Then I crawl with the traffic and I choke on its fumes
And fall on the face when I get to my room

Southern comfort is killin' me

I met a woman in Nashville
For a while we were carryin' on
She'd washed snuff out of my shirts every night
And keep me with clean ones on

But I guess she got tired of tobacco
At least of the regular kind
Now I'm still workin' where nicotine
And memories are burnin' in my mind

And Southern comfort is killin' me

The Cumberland cannot enhermit each bee
I'm sniffin' and dippin' and livin' alone
I smell funny smoke and I know where she's gone
She's in some other county now proving her own

Southern comfort is killin' me
Southern comfort is killin' me
 
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"Southwind"

"Southwind"



Southwind
You picked her up in Jacksonville
And left me cold and lonesome in the rain
South- wind
You took her off to Nashville
Left me chokin' in the smoke behind the train
And you go whoooo-wooo-hoo
She's gone a- gain on the South- wind.

Southwind
I need a forty-dollar ticket
And about this time tomorrow I'll be gone
Southwind
But if I had forty dollars
I would by myself a smile to carry on
And you go whoooo-wooo-hoo
She's gone again on the Southwind.

Southwind
Take her fast and take her far
'Cause that's the way she always likes to go
Southwind
I will be waitin' for the round trip
If you'll bring her back and I done told her so
Don't you go whoooo-wooo-hoo
She's gone again on the Southwind.
 
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"Spiritual"

"Spiritual"



Jesus I don't wanna die alone Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
My love wasn't true Now all I have is you
Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
Jesus If you hear my last breath
Don't leave me here Left to die a lonely death I know I have sinned but Lord I'm suffering
Jesus Oh Jesus If you hear my last breath
Jesus I don't wanna die alone Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
My love wasn't true Now all I have is you
Jesus Oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
Jesus Jesus All my troubles All My pain Will leave me Once again
All my troubles All my pain Will leave me once again
All my troubles All my pain Will leave me once again Once again
 
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"Stampede"

"Stampede"



We made camp along Red River
Watched the cattle as they bedded down
Back at the wagons, right after supper
We spread our bedrolls on the ground
And me and Willie, we took the night guard
And the sage never smelled so sweet
The prairie moon, was blazin' silver
No chance tonight for a stampede

Way over yonder, off in the distance
Towards the mountains there in the west
Did I see lightnin', did I hear thunder
My mind is weary, I could use some rest
Then all at once, the wind shifts directions
The clouds roll in behind the tumbleweeds
These longhorn cattle, are gettin' restless
God help us all, if they stampede

Smell the rain, hear the thunder
The midnight sky, turns black as death
The lightnin' crashes, smell the sulphur
It's rank and strong, it's Satan's breath
The cattle rise up, and go to runnin'
I spur my pony on and take the lead
And across the herd, I can hear Willie yellin'
Hey Stampede!

Dust clouds rise, as the rain falls
They mix together, turn the air to mud
I feel the longhorns brush against me
And I can feel the demons racin' through my blood
Then all at once, my pony stumbles
We hit the ground, I rise up to my knees
In a flash of light, I can see the cattle comin'
Lord I know I'm gonna die in this stampede

Then I awake, and I look around me
I'm in my bedroll and I'm layin' on the ground
Over there's the wagon, and there's the campfire
I was only dreamin', but what's that sound?
Then I feel the earth tremble underneath me
As the midnight sky begins to bleed
And from the blackness I can hear Willie yellin'
Hey Stampede
 
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"Standing On The Promise"

"Standing On The Promise"



(Standing on the promises of Christ my King through eternal ages let his praises ring
Glory in the highest I will shout and sing
Standing on the promises of God
Standing standing standing on the promises of God my Saviour
Standing standing I'm standing on the promises of God)
 
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"Starkville City Jail"

"Starkville City Jail"



Well, I left my motel room, down at the Starkville Motel,
The town had gone to sleep and I was feelin' fairly well.
I strolled along the sidewalk 'neath the sweet magnolia trees;

I was whistlin', pickin' flowers, swayin' in the southern breeze.
I found myself surrounded; one policeman said: "That's him.
Come along, wild flower child. Don't you know that it's two a.m."

They're bound to get you.
'Cause they got a curfew.
And you go to the Starkville City jail.

Well, they threw me in the car and started driving into town;
I said: "What the hell did I do?" He said: "Shut up and sit down."

Well, they emptied out my pockets, took my pills and guitar picks.
I said: "Wait, my name is..." "Awe shut up." Well, I sure was in a fix.

The sergeant put me in a cell, then he went home for the night;
I said: "Come back here, you so and so; I ain't bein' treated right."

Well, they're bound to get you, cause they got a curfew,
And you go to the Starkville City Jail.

I started pacin' back and forth, and now and then I'd yell,
And kick my forty dollar shoes against the steel floor of my cell.
I'd walk awhile and kick awhile, and all night nobody came.

Then I sadly remembered that they didn't even take my name.
At 8 a.m. they let me out. I said: "Gimme them things of mine!"
They gave me a sneer and a guitar pick, and a yellow dandelion.

They're bound to get you, 'cause they got a curfew,
And you go to the Starkville City Jail.
 
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"Still In Town"

"Still In Town"



To love you so and still not have you will destroy me in time
So I'm goin' away where nobody knows me and get you off of my mind
I've packed my things a dozen times but unpack is all I do
Yes I'm still in town still around and still in love with you

I made it to the edge of town and turned around
I made it to the bridge downtown by my nerve let me down
I tried to go but how can I leave when all roads lead to you
Yes I'm still in town still around and still in love with you

I made it to the edge of town and turned around
I made it to the bridge downtown by my nerve let me down
I tried to go but how can I leave when all roads lead to you
Yes I'm still in town still around and still in love with you
 
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