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"Crazy"

"Crazy"


Saw you early this morning
Sleeping all dressed in white
For a moment I thought you were an angel
Come to take me home alive
You woke up and you caught me staring
You smiled and said "Fool,cut it out"
You said that I must be crazy
I said crazy about you, and I kissed you on the mouth

And if I am truly crazy, don't you know I like my life that way
If I'm really, going all out of my mind,
Won't you hop on board, and make your getaway

Took a walk down by the seashore
Saw a beggar picking up some cans
Saw a little boy who had some salt in his eye
Reaching out for his momma's hand
Then I watched a stranger give that man a dollar
Watched the momma wipe the tears from the little boy's eyes
Then I stared up into the heavens
Said "Oh my God I'm glad that I'm alive
So Glad that I'm alive!"

And if I am truly crazy
Don't you know I like my life that way (that way)
If I'm really, going all out of my mind,
Won't you hop on board, and make your getaway

Wake up in the morning to turn all the lights on
Turn 'em out at night so we can hide
Sometimes I sleep with all the lights on
It helps me to appreciate the night

Hear people talk about life all the time
How they remember a time so sad
Don't you think that life would be awfully boring
If the good times were all that we had

And if I am truly crazy, don't you know I like my life that way
If I'm really, going all out of my mind,
Won't you hop on board, and make your getaway

And if I am truly crazy, don't you know I like my life that way (that way)
If I'm really going all out of my mind
Would you hop on board and make your getaway?
Hop on board and make your... getaway...
 
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"Crazy Wind"
(with Cory Morrow)
(originally by The Backsliders)

"Crazy Wind"
(with Cory Morrow)
(originally by The Backsliders)



Didn't even see it coming
How'd I know you're mine
Freight train just came roaring around that bend
Should of heard those rails a singing
Somewhere far off down the line
Yes, I hope it was just a crazy wind

You know sometimes I feel like breaking
That ol' pawnshop radio
And hear those songs you sung me way back when
Take the pieces to a boxcar
And let them ride to Mexico
Let the songs come drifting back on a crazy wind

Maybe somewhere in a dream
When the whiskey starts to take me soft and low
And if you can't seem to find me
You know right where I've been
Somewhere out there on that crazy wind
[Repeat]

I didn't even see it coming, I wonder how I got so blind
The circus just came spinning to an end
I should've seen that spotlight fading
Hell I never knew about my fire
Hiding out there on that crazy wind

You know sometimes I hear those lies you told me way back when
Like to float on down the river
Just to see where they might go
Until the truth comes drifting back on a crazy wind

Maybe somewhere in a dream
When the whiskey starts to take me soft and low
And if you can't seem to find me
You know right where I've been
Somewhere out there on that crazy wind
 
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"Dancehall Dreamer"

"Dancehall Dreamer"


I found myself in bar room
Doing the things I ought not to
Watching life as it slowly passed me by
I was holding onto lovers
And disregarding others with my lies
Living my whole life like this
I guess its risky business
Some folks say that I won't last too long
And I can't say I blame them
For saying what their saying
'Cause right now I'm just holding on

I'm just an old Dancehall Dreamer
Living my life in the past
Holding onto dreams and them slow moving trains
And I don't know how long I can last

So I called out to Jesus
Said Lord I really need you
You've got to carry me for a while
I've been running too long
Singing them old tired songs
As wheels keep on turning out the miles

Like I said I'm just a dreamer
Got to keep believing someday things will go my way
I'm just running from the devil
Got one foot on the pedal
While the other's laid up in the grave

I'm just an old Dancehall Dreamer
Living my life in the past
Holding onto dreams and them slow moving trains
And I don't know how long I can last
[repeat]
 
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"Day One"

"Day One"


By tomorrow I bet, I could crawl out of bed
And nobody even know I’m under the sheets
Then we can go fly, and some friends drop bye
And tell me I'll be ok
By Tuesday the hurt, won’t keep me from work
And I'll hide it from everyone
Sounds easy to do if I just get through day one
And we go slow, all the neighbors to know
When they don't see a car outside
By day 17 I won't need a drink, to help me close my eyes
By day 28 I go out on a date, and she'll think I'm having fun
Sounds easy to do if I just get through day one

I can't skip the pain
I can't stop my mind
So I’ll just take, one at a time
It not even be more than a year maybe three
Before the damage comes undone
But I’ll get over you if I just get through day one

By day 45 I won’t have to drive by your house on my way home
But day 92 if I run into you, It won't kill me if you’re not alone
By the end of September I bet you remember, how hard this first night was
When it was all I could do to try to get through day one

I can't skip the pain
I can't stop my mind
So I’ll just take, one at a time
It not even be more than a year maybe three
Before the damage comes undone
But I’ll get over you if I just get through day one

There come a time when the sting of goodbye won’t be hanging in every room
Could be Fall, could be Summer
Don’t know the number, but it can’t come too soon

I can't skip the pain
I can't stop my mind
So I’ll just take, one at a time
It not even be more than a year maybe three
Before the damage comes undone
But I’ll get over you if I just get through day one

But I see the lesson, call it a blessing when that day finally comes
You’ll just be someone I knew if I just get through day one
 
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"Delia's Gone"
(with Cory Morrow)
(originally by Johnny Cash)

"Delia's Gone"
(with Cory Morrow)
(originally by Johnny Cash)



Delia, oh, Delia
Delia all my life
If I hadn't have shot poor Delia
I'd-a had her for my wife
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone

I went up to Memphis
And I met Delia there
Found her in her parlor
And I tied to her chair
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone

She was low down and trifling
And she was cold and mean
Kind of evil make me want to
Grab my sub machine
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone

First time I shot her
I shot her in the side
Hard to watch her suffer
But with the second shot she died
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone

But jailer, oh, jailer
Jailer, I can't sleep
'Cause all around my bedside
I hear the patter of Delia's feet
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone

So if you woman's devilish
You can let her run
Or you can bring her down and do her
Like Delia got done
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone
 
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"Dixie Lullaby"

"Dixie Lullaby"


My father had skin like leather
Hands like steel
From a lifetime spent in the cotton fields
Though he'd come home tired and dirty
Almost every night
He found the strength to smile at me and hold my mama tight
While that old transister radio would play the opry out in the hall
Id sit and watch their shadows glide across the wall

And they'd dance to a dixie lullaby
Picture of love beneath the southern sky
Oh my what a beautiful life
Just like a dixie lullaby

I left home at 18
In a hand me down chevrolet
Packed my mamas goodness and my old mans stubborn ways
It was college, work, and love
Then the babies came
The youngest ones got his grandaddy's name
And in the early morning hours when my children could not sleep.
I'd rock them in my arms to a simple beat

And id sing them a dixie lullaby
Hush baby don't you start to cry
Oh my what a beautiful life
Just like a dixie lullaby

My father was a mountain of a man
That was the description that I gave
The morning that we laid him in his grave
There with my mama by his side, we said our last goodbye
To a man we thought would never die
As I stood there in the fields of amazing grace
Oh how the tears ran down my face.

And I sang him a dixie lullaby
Well meet again, by and by
Oh my what a beautiful life
Just like a dixie lullaby

Oh my what a beautiful life
Just like a dixie lullaby
 
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"Don't Break My Heart Again"

"Don't Break My Heart Again"


She was standing there at the edge of outta control.
Hair wild and her eyes filled with the pain.
She took her heart on a string and tied it to a red balloon
and she watched it fly up high into the clouds.

Don't break my heart again. We're one in the same.
Baptized by tears. Washed in the blame.
You can let your heart go. But I will hunt you down.
Your love is all I want to win. Don't break my heart again.

He dreams of a girl with a heart tied to a red balloon.
He wants her so bad, she wants him too.
There standing there at the edge of another lonely night.
House empty and the walls are caving in.

Don't break my heart again. We're one in the same.
Baptized by tears. Washed in the blame.
You can let your heart go. But I will hunt you down.
Your love is all I want to win. Don't break my heart again.

It's hard to find love...
It's hard to find love...

Your love is all I want to win. Don't break my heart again.
 
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"Down To The River"

"Down To The River"


I found you in a Louisiana roadside park, beat up broke down no place left to turn,
I took you back to Texas under a harvest moon, we found a little place to call our own,
we shared all the hopes and dreams of our younger years, married at the tender age of twenty-one,
rollin' down the highways, dirt roads and the byways, you liked to drive so I would go shotgun.

We'd go down to the river, where I could hold your body close to mine,
we'd listen to the rhythm, of that old water rollin,
you can stay with me until the morning light.

Somewhere through the year somebody turned your head, and has taken my sweet love so far from me,
yeah he swept you off to Boulder, where the air it gets much colder, than this southern boy would ever like to see,
I think of calling you on lonely nights, when being alone gets the best of me,
yeah but this here whiskey bottle, will take me to a place, where you and I will always be.

We'd go down to the river, where I could hold your body close to mine,
we'd listen to the rhythm, of that old water rollin,
you can stay with me until the morning light.

When you came back home everybody said I was a fool, 'cause I took you back without a word to say,
But I couldn't go on living thinkin' about all I missin', and I don't give a damn about what those people say.

We'd go down to the river, where I could hold your body close to mine,
we'd listen to the rhythm, of that old water rollin,
you can stay with me until the morning light.
 
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"Eden's Gate"

"Eden's Gate"


She holds the key to Eden's Gate
Somewhere deep inside
When she gives to me her patience
And a hundred smiles none the same

Her eyes are the ocean
I am drowning constantly
I am lucky just to linger
In the corners of her scene

I am lost inside the walls of Eden
Don't you ever set me free
I am lost inside the walls of Eden
I'll never go back, no I'll never go back again

Outside the world's a bastard
The son whose father never cared
It keeps on raging like some crazy storm
But not in here

I am lost inside the walls of Eden
Don't you ever set me free
I am lost inside the walls of Eden
I'll never go back, no I'll never go back again

All it cost me was my whole life
All it gives me is everything
A love like fire, the taste of skin
The feeling of falling again and again
It's a long drink from a cool well
It's everything, baby
It's everything, baby, it's everything

I am lost inside the walls of Eden
Don't you ever set me free

I am lost inside the walls of Eden
Don't you ever set me free
I am lost inside the walls of Eden
I'll never go back, no I'll never go back again
 
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"Elvis"

"Elvis"


A thick plush blue carpet at my feet
A peacock stained glass window staring back at me
A nine foot crushed white velvet sofa in the hallway

There's a TV in the kitchen
She's cooking in her panties
flipping them little sandwiches likes she's flipping her hair
sure is nice to have someone to hold me

I'm the king of kings you see
Everything you need
Baby, I'm Elvis

I got a hundred golden records in this one room
I got fifty golden knobs upon my door
I got one black twenty-five foot stretch Cadillac to drive you home

Downstairs there's a room in the basement
It's mostly made of yellow and black
Some folks call it the jungle
I just think its a nice place to relax

Once a year they all come to see me
I watch them throwing flowers at my toes
There's a line that stretches down the driveway
Past my plane and ends at the gift shop
 
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