The Charlie Daniels Band

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"I'm An Old Cowhand (From The Rio Grande)"

"I'm An Old Cowhand (From The Rio Grande)"


I'm an old cowhand from the Rio Grande
And I sing the songs in the cowboy band
I know all the songs that the cowboys know
About the big corral where the dogies go
I learned 'em all on the radio
Yipee-yi-o-kie-yay yipee-yi-o-kie yay
I'm an old cowhand from the Rio Grande
And I play the fiddle in the cowboy band
Here I go
[ fiddle ]
He's an old cowhand from the Rio Grande
He calls the dance in the cowboy band
Dosie-do all around your pard
Swing that gal till she gits tarred
Allemande left in your own backyard
Yipee-yi-o-kie-yay yipee-yi-o-kie yay
He's an old cowhand from the Rio Grande
And he plays the drums in the cowboy band
Bang 'em son
[ drums ]
Yipee-yi-o-kie-yay yipee-yi-o-kie yay
Now it's your turn to play with a cowboy band
Grab your kazoo clap your hands
Sing along do this honky here you go now
You're an old cowhand from the Rio Grande
It's your turn to play with a cowboy band
Hear it buddy
[ guitar ]
Yipee-yi-o-kie-yay yipee-yi-o-kie yay
That was great that was very good
Now gimme that bass
[ bass ]
And some guitar
[ guitar ]
Mr Piano man
[ piano ]
My turn to the fiddle here I come
[ fiddle ]
I said yipee-yi-o-kie-yay yipee-yi-o-kie yay
Yipee-yi-o-kie-yay yipee-yi-o-kie yay
 
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"I'm Working On A Building"

"I'm Working On A Building"


I'm a working on building
I'm a working on building
I'm a working on building
For my lord for my lord
It's a holy ghost building
It's a holy ghost building
It's a holy ghost building
For my lord for my lord
If I was a liar I tell you what I would do
I'd quit my lying and work on a building too
If I was a drunkard I tell you what I would do
I'd quit my drinking and work on a building too
If I was a gambler I tell you what I would do
I'd quit my gambling and work on a building too
If I was a preacher I tell you what I would do
I would keep on preaching and work on a building too
 
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"I've Found A Hiding Place"

"I've Found A Hiding Place"


High on that lonesome road to heaven's blessed abode
For many years I was burdened with care
So often lightening flashed and raging billows dashed
My sorrow then was so heavy to bear
But since my Jesus came I praise his holy name
He sheds the light of his wonderful grace
And every night and day to him I steal away
I found a blessed hiding place
I found a hiding place a blessed hiding place
I said a hiding a blessed hiding place
There's glory in my soul my hallelujah rolls
But since my Jesus came I'm under his control
He keeps me night and day He answers when I pray
And from the raging storm to Him I steal away
I hear those temptors knock I feel no temply shock
Oh in the solid rock I found a hiding place
Just like a wandering Jew that had no place to choose
Each day I had to keep travelin' on
But now I've found the way that leads to endless days
No more in darkness I wander alone
When Satan would alarm I climb in God's strong arm
And hide away in his loving embrace
For in the solid rock the blessed solid rock
I found a blessed hiding place
 
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"Ill Wind"

"Ill Wind"


Well he found her in two bit joint down in Dallas
[?] for the juke box serving up beer
Fooled around, messed around, fell in love
He put a ring on her finger and he brought her back here
Atlanta couldn't hold her but he brought her back here
He bought a big house on Peach Tree Avenue
Tried his best to give her her heart's desire
Thought he had her wrapped around his little finger
She left town on the Midnight Flyer
Ain't enough whiskey left to put out the fire
She got your number, big man
She's got you crying in your bourbon drinking when you're all alone
She's got your number big man
She took your love, and your heart, and your credit cards
And now she's gone
Did you ever see a big man crying like a baby
Thought he had it figured out 'til yesterday
When a ill wind come a blowin 'cross Georgia
She's spreading her wings and they blew her away
To who knows where
And I wish I didn't care
He was doing pretty good and the scars were healing
Then she called him one night on the telephone
Said she wanted them to start all over
She was feeling bad, she was feeling all alone
He sent her a ticket she was coming back home
He met her at the airport, took her home and loved her
She told him all about how lonely she'd been
A rolling stone'll crush a loser in a minute
Stone keeps a rollin, the loser can't win
Two weeks later, she was gone again
She got your number, big man
She's got you crying in your bourbon drinking when you're all alone
She's got your number big man
She took your love, and your heart, and your credit cards
And now she's gone
Did you ever see a big man crying like a baby
Thought he had it figured out 'til yesterday
When a ill wind come a blowin 'cross Georgia
She's spreading her wings and they blew her away
To who knows where
And I wish I didn't care
Did you ever see a big man crying like a baby
Thought he had it figured out 'til yesterday
When a ill wind come a blowin 'cross Georgia
She's spread her wings and they blew her away
To who knows where
And I wish I didn't care
 
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"In America"

"In America"


Well the eagle's been flyin' slow
And the flag's been flyin' low
And a lot of people sayin' that America's fixin' to fall
Well speakin' just for me
And some people from Tennessee
We've got a thing or two to tell you all
This lady may have stumbled
But she ain't never fell
And if the Russians don't believe that
They can all go straight to hell
We're gonna put her feet back
On the path of righteousness and then
God bless America again

[CHORUS]
And you never did think
That it ever would happen again (In America, did you?)
You never did think
That we'd ever get together again
(We damn sure fooled you)
Yeah, we're walkin' real proud
And we're talkin' real loud again (In America)
You never did think
That it ever would happen again

From The Sound up in Long Island
Out to San Francisco Bay
And everything that's in between them is our own
And we may have done a little bit
Of fightin' amongst ourselves
But you outside people best leave us alone
'Cause we'll all stick together
And you can take that to the bank
That's the cowboys and the hippies
And the rebels and the yanks
You just go and lay your hand
On a Pittsburgh Steelers' fan
And I think you're gonna finally understand

[CHORUS]
And you never did think
That it ever would happen again (In America, did you?)
You never did think
That we'd ever get together again
(We damn sure fooled you)
Yeah, we're walkin' real proud
And we're talkin' real loud again (In America)
You never did think
That it ever would happen again

[Instrumental]

[CHORUS]
And you never did think
That it ever would happen again (In America, did you?)
You never did think
That we'd ever get together again
(We damn sure fooled you)
Yeah, we're walkin' real proud
And we're talkin' real loud again (In America)
You never did think
That it ever would happen again
 
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"In The Garden"

"In The Garden"


I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known.
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known...
 
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"In The Sweet By And By"

"In The Sweet By And By"


There's a land that is fairer than day,
And by faith we can see it afar;
For the Father waits over the way
To prepare us a dwelling place there.
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore;
In the sweet by and by,
We shall meet on that beautiful shore.
We shall sing on that beautiful shore
The melodious songs of the blessed;
And our spirits shall sorrow no more,
Not a sigh for the blessing of rest.
To our bountiful Father above,
We will offer our tribute of praise
For the glorious gift of His love
And the blessings that hallow our days.
 
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"Indian Man"

"Indian Man"


Indian Man
They took your home
They took your land
Left you on the run for all of these years

Indian man
You didn't fit the white man's plan
So he herded you off down the Trail of Tears

But there was a time when the land was free
When the Seminole and the Cherokee
Stood proud
From the Rio Grande to the Midnight Sun
The Navajo rode and the Blackfeet drums beat loud

From the East they came
With the Cavalry soldiers and the wagon train
With a treaty of peace and rifle in their hands
And then the West was won
With the broken promise and the Gatling gun
And nobody never even tried to understand

But the Bible got read and the church bells rung
And they talk about peace with a forked tongue
In vain
While Blackfeet starved and the Cheyennes froze
And the Sioux blood stained the coldest snows
In shame

And the tracks went down
On the huntin' land and the sacred ground
Pickin' up all the drifters along the way
And then the trains rolled in
With the buffalo skinners and the greedy men
And the world got a little bit smaller every day

But there was a time when the land was free
When the Seminole and the Cherokee
Stood tall
Your head was up but your hopes were down
Though your heart was on the ground
You stood it all
And you're a better man than I am
Indian Man
 
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"It's About Time"

"It's About Time"


Full moon rising cross the blue ridge mountains
It's just now starting to shine
It's about time. Yes, it's about time
Time to call up my baby and tell her that she's mine all mine
Big old stars just hanging in the night sky
Twinkling through the Georgia pines
It's about time. Yes, it's about time
Time to call up my baby and tell here that she's mine all mine
[CHORUS]
Every evening when the sun goes down
That old bluesy feeling comes around
I call my baby on the telephone
I can't wait until I get back home
Lonesome old train whistle blowing over yonder
Headed for the end of the line
It's about time yes it's just about time
Time to call up my baby and tell here that she's mine all mine
[CHORUS]
Every evening when the sun goes down
That old bluesy feeling comes around
I call my baby on the telephone
I can't wait until I get back home
 
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"It's Happening Now"

"It's Happening Now"


All of my life I've been hearing
That Jesus is coming back someday
For two thousand years the world's been waiting
He just told us to watch and pray

We don't know the minute nor the hour
But the signs that the Bible speaks about
All point to the day of His returning
It's happening now

We may be the raptured generation
Rumors of war are in the air
Nation is rising against nation
False messiahs are appearing everywhere

The word's being preached to all the nations
There's famine and flood, earthquakes and drought
The Jews have gone back to claim Jerusalem
It's happening now

Let the righteous rejoice at the sound of His voice
Let the word be proclaimed
Let the word be proclaimed
Let the message be sent to receive
And repent for He's coming again
Coming again

Let the righteous rejoice at the sound of His voice
Let the word be proclaimed
Let the word be proclaimed
Let the message be sent to receive
And repent for He's coming again

The hands on the clock are moving faster
Humanity's sun is going down
With each passing day the time grows
Shorter and shorter and shorter and shorter
It's happening now, it's happening now
 
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