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"Transfusion Blues"

"Transfusion Blues"



Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds
Took a transfusion and I shot my woman down
Went right home and I went to bed
I stuck that lovin' 44 beneath my head

Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Took a transfusion and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They overtook me down in Juarez Mexico

Late in the hot joints takin' the pills
In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said, "Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down"

Said, "Yes, oh yes my name is Willy Lee
If you've got a warrant just a read it to me"
Shot her down because she made me slow
I thought I was her daddy but she had five more

When I was arrested I was dressed in black
Put me on a train and they took me back
Had no friends for to go my bail
They slapped my dried up carcass in that country jail

Into the courtroom my trial began
Where I was handled by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw that little judge commenced to look about

In about five minutes in walked the man
Holding the verdict in his right hand
Verdict read in the first degree
I hollered, "Lowdy, Lowdy have a mercy on me"

The judge he smiled as he picked up his been
Ninety-nine years in the San Quentin pen
Ninety-nine years underneath that ground
I can't forget the day I shot my woman down

Come on you guys and listen unto me
Lay off that liquor and let that transfusion be
 
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"Troubadour"

"Troubadour"



(Troubadour troubadour troubadour)
The troubadour the troubadour sings from his heart
The song that's the hit of the show
Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar alone in the bright spotlight's glow
The song was for someone he loved so true
Who loved him then left him for someone new
The troubaour the troubadour smile as he sings but his heart is breaking in two

They beg for more the troubadour sings once again
The song that's the hit of the show
Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar alone in the bright spotlight's glow
There is a hush in the darkened hall a few hearts are heavy and teardrops fall
But in the crowd one head is bowed for the troubadour
And oh her heart aches most of all
Troubadour troubadour her heart aches most of all
 
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"Troublesome Waters"

"Troublesome Waters"


Troublesome waters much blacker than night
Are hiding from view of the harbor's bright lights
Tossed in the turmoil of life's stormy sea I cry to my Saviour have mercy on me
Then gently I'm feeling the touch of his hands guiding my boat in safely to land
Leading the way to heaven's bright shore
Troublesome waters I'm fearing no more

Troublesome waters around me do roll they're rocking my boat and racking my soul
Loved ones are drifting and living in sin the treacherous whirlpools are pulling them in
Then gently I'm feeling...

When troublesome waters are rolling so high I'll lift up my voice and to heaven I'll cry
My Lord I am trusting give guidance to me and steady my boat on life's troubled sea
Then gently I'm feeling...
 
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"Two Timin' Woman"

"Two Timin' Woman"



I woke up this morning in a terrible mood
Now you talk about a woman treatin' a good man rude
She had me talkin' to myself, gazin' at that mean ol' wall
She had another daddy waitin' down at the end of the hall

She changes with the weather like the leaves I recall
She blossoms in the spring but then she's gone in the fall
A two timin' woman with a heart of solid stone
She tells me that she loves me but her heart's a little undergrown

Well, she said she'd never leave me but she'd got the urge to roam
She drifts around the country like a steamboat on a foam
She never changes course, she just goes along that same ol' way
And I hope she keeps a driftin' rolls along back home someday

'Cause if I ever find her gonna chain her to the floor
And tell her "Now sit there woman you ain't leavin' no more"
I'm gonna tame you mama till you're eatin' from my hand
It's not that I don't love you honey it's just to make you understand

I woke up this morning in a terrible mood
Now you talk about a woman treatin' a good man rude
She had me talkin' to myself, gazin' at that mean ol' wall
She had another daddy waitin' down at the end of the hall
 
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"Unchained"

"Unchained"



I have been ungrateful,
I've been unwise.
Restless from the cradle,
Now I realize,
It's so hard to see the rainbow,
Through glasses dark as these.
Maybe I'll be able,
From now on, on my knees.

Oh, I am weak.
Oh, I know I am vain.
Take this weight from me,
Let my spirit be unchained.

Old man swearin' at the sidewalk,
I'm overcome.
Seems that we've both forgotten,
Forgotten to go home.
Have I seen an angel?
Oh, have I seen a ghost?
Where's that rock of ages,
When I need it most?

Oh, I am weak.
Oh, I know I am vain.
Take this weight from me,
Let my spirit be unchained.
 
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"Understand Your Man"

"Understand Your Man"



Don’t call my name out your window, I’m leavin'
I won’t even turn my head.
Don’t send your kinfolk to give me no talkin'
I’ll be gone, like I said.

You’d just say the same old things
That you be sayin'all along,
Just lay there in your bed and keep your mouth shut,
Till I’m gone.
Don’t give me that old familiar cry and fuss and moan

Understand your man.
I'm tired of your bad mouthing
Understand your man.

Now, you can give my other suit to the Salvation Army,
And everything else I leave behind --
I ain't taking nothing that'll slow down my traveling
While I'm untangling my mind.
I ain't gonna repeat what i said anymore.
While I'm breathing air that ain't been breathed before
I'll be as gone as the wild gruesome winter
Then you'll understand your man
Meditate on it
You hear me talking now
Understand your man
Remember what i told ya
Understand your man.
 
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"Unwed Fathers"

"Unwed Fathers"



In an Appalachian, Greyhound station
She sits there waiting, in a family way
"Goodbye brother, Tell Mom I love her
Tell all the others, I'll write someday"

From an teenage lover, to an unwed mother
Kept undercover, like some bad dream
While unwed fathers, they can't be bothered
They run like water, through a mountain stream

In a cold and gray town, a nurse
Say's "Lay down"
'This ain't no playground, and this ain't home'
Someone's children, out having children
In a gray stone building, all alone

On somewhere else bound, Smokey Mountain Greyhound
She bows her head down, hummin' lullabies
'Your daddy never, meant to hurt you ever'
'He just don't live here, but you've got his eyes'

From an teenage lover, to an unwed mother
Kept undercover, like some bad dream
While unwed fathers, they can't be bothered
They run like water, through a mountain stream

Well, they run like water,
Through a mountain stream
 
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"Veteran's Day"

"Veteran's Day"



Well I used to hang out down at the VFW hall
And stare at the photographs up on the wall
Of the neighborhood boys that died in the wars we've been through
And the hand lettered sign that said remember Jimmy McGrew
Well Jimmy went to Nam back in 1965
But there's a lot of men here that think Jimmy McGrew's still alive
Though they carved his name on a stone in Washington DC
His brother said that stone don't prove a thing to me

It's veteran's day and the skies are gray
Leave the uniforms home cause there ain't gonna be a parade
But we'll fill up a glass for the ones that didn't make it through
And leave a light in the window tonight for Jimmy McGrew

There's a hot rain fallin' on the back streets of Saigon
There's an ole soldier stumblin' down the alley with his mama-san
Lord his eyes are cloudy and his arms are black and blue
He's just hangin' by a thread and he looks like Jimmy McGrew

It's veteran's day and the skies are gray...
And keep it burnin' bright there may still be a lot of Jimmy McGrews overthere
But we'll fill up a glass for the ones that didn't make it through
And leave a light in the window tonight for Jimmy McGrew
 
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"W-O-M-A-N"

"W-O-M-A-N"



I just wanna tell you baby if I can I need my W-O-M-A-N
A M-A-N needs a W-O for love or dirty boogie or the do-se-do
And the F-E-M-A-L-E can turn a B-O-Y into a M-A-N

Well I can take a failure I can take a flop
I've survived at the bottom better than the top
I take it day by day and I can do alright if my W-O-M-A-N is in at night
I'm not talking good or bad or lust or sin oh I'm just talking W-O-M-A-N

I can get along without a dog or a cat and luxury is not where happiness is at
I can do without tobacco coffee or tea
And I turn down lots of money makin' deal offered me
I can make it through the hills without a jeep or a van
But I gotta have my W-O-M-A-N
I need you woman W-O-M-A-N man man
I need you and I'll kepp you just as long as I can cause you are my W-O-M-A-N
 
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"W. Lee O'daniel And The Light Crust Doughboys"

"W. Lee O'daniel And The Light Crust Doughboys"



In the town of Tulsa, 'bout thirty years ago
At King's Ol' Calloway, down in Old Oklahom'
Where the dust was blowing but the music was right
And Doug Lee O'Daniels played all night

For The Light Crust Dough Boys and Doug Lee O'Dan
We drove eighty miles through the blowin' sand
My thirty-seven Chevy was shootin' steam
Coming up the hills, just East of Pawnee

But I wouldn't miss a dance on a Saturday night
For all of them Chevys in the Detroit Line
I can hear that music in my ears
I'm ready to go and I'm shiftin' my gears

So, just pass me the biscuits and give me your hand
You know, you're my Honey and you know, I'm your man
Listen to that fiddler, makin' it sing
And hear the pretty hot mix of a guitar, ring

(Ah, pick it Boy - whoo - hoo, whoo - hoo)

Well, I got no trouble and I'm feeling no pain
Got all that good music, blowing in my veins
Let the Light Crust Dough Boys, and Ol' Pappy Dan
Play us a song that we'll never forget

Now they say, times are rough and that money is time
But I don't care on a Saturday night
I got no money, but I can sing blues
When I feel like dancing, way down in my shoes

'Twas in the town of Tulsa, 'bout thirty years ago
At King's Ol' Calloway, down in Old Oklahom'
Where the dust was blowing but the music was right
And Doug Lee O'Daniels played all night

(Play it back again - whoo - hoo - hoo)
 
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