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"Let It Be Me"
(feat. Brenda Lee)

"Let It Be Me"
(feat. Brenda Lee)



I bless the day I found you
And I wanna stay around you
And so I beg you let it be me
Don't take this heaven from one
If you must cling to someone
Now and forever let it be me
Each time we meet love
You know I find complete love
Without your sweet love
What would life be
So never leave me lonely
Tell me you love me only
And that you'll always
Let it be me
And that you'll always
Let it be me
 
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"Life's Railway To Heaven"

"Life's Railway To Heaven"


Life is like a mountain railway
With an engineer that's brave
We must make the run successful
From the cradle to the grave

Watch for curves and hills and valleys
Never falter, never fail
And keep your hands upon the throttle
And your eye upon the rail

Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us
Until we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us
In God's praise forevermore

As you roll across the trestle
Spanning Jordan's swelling tide
You behold the Union Depot
Into which your train will glide

And there you'll meet the Superintendent
God the Father, God the Son
With the hearty joyous greeting
'Weary pilgrim, welcome home'

Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us
Until we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us
In God's praise forevermore

Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us
Until we reach that blissful shore
Where the angels wait to join us
In God's praise forevermore
Where the angels wait to join us
In God's praise forevermore

So turn it on, turn it up
And sing along
 
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"Like A Rolling Stone"
(feat. Darius Rucker)

"Like A Rolling Stone"
(feat. Darius Rucker)



Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People call say 'beware doll, you're bound to fall'
You thought they were all kidding you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging your next meal

How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Ahh you've gone to the finest schools, alright Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you're gonna have to get used to it
You say you never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
A complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Ah you never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discovered that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal

How does it feel, how does it feel?
To have on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

Ahh princess on a steeple and all the pretty people
They're all drinking, thinking that they've got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you better take your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you've got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel, ah how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
 
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"Little Boy Blue"

"Little Boy Blue"


Out on the desert when the wind blows the sand
It's a beautiful sight to behold
Round desert moon turns the nighttime to silver
and the sun turns the daytime to gold

And little boy blue's got a whole lot to do
And maybe tomorrow he'll grow up

Out on the desert when the wind blows the sand
It gets in your shoes when you're walking
That cold desert moon and the hot desert sun
Can get inside your head when you're talking

And railroads and highways make impatient friends
And maybe tomorrow he'll follow
There's Phoenix and Frisco and LA and Reno
And so many fine places to travel

Daytime in the city is something to see
It fills a mans eyes with delight
The buildings they reach up and almost touch the sky
While the bright lights make love to the night

And little boy blue's got a whole lot to do
And maybe tomorrow he'll grow up

The city's so crowded that you can't go nowhere
It's all aggravation and worry
You can't see the sky and you can't breathe the air
It'll make a man old in a hurry

And railroads and highways make impatient friends
And lord, don't he wish he could follow
There's ??, ?? and you were in Scottsdale
And so many fine places to travel

Out on the desert when the wind blows the sand
It's a beautiful sight to behold
Round desert moon turns the nighttime to silver
And the sun turns the daytime to gold

And little boy blue's got a whole lot to do
And there's always tomorrow
Thank god for tomorrow
 
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"Little Folks"

"Little Folks"


Little folks are people too
Very much like me and you
The little things they say and do
They kinda make your day
Foolishness and common sense
Through the eyes of innocence
Skip a rope or jump a fence
Gettin' in the way

Daddy, why are you so tall?
Daddy, why am I so small?
Daddy, who makes snowflakes fall?
Could it be the Lord?
Chasing puppies, climbin' trees
Bumping heads and skinnin' knees
It's not very hard to see
That kids are God's reward

Little folks get down and out
The girls will cry and boys will pout
Before you know what it's about
They're smiling once again
Colored kites on summer breeze
Jingle Bells and Christmas trees
Too soon they're only memories
Do you remember when?

Daddy, what makes eagles fly?
What makes clouds float in the sky?
And Daddy, if I really try
Will I grow up someday?

But little folks slip through our hands
Like so many grains of sand
You'd best enjoy them while you can
So soon they fly away...
 
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"Little Joe And Big Bill"

"Little Joe And Big Bill"


They got a dance floor the size of Texas
They got a band seven nights a week
And if you don't show up before the sun goes down
You ain't gonna find a seat
They got some grown up Texas ladies
That's made their papas proud
They like their music country
And they like their country loud
Well, every Saturday night before they turn down the lights
And the band stars pickin' hot
They start dancin' on the tables
Dancin' on the ceilin', dancin' in the parking lot
You start feelin' it flow from your head to your toe
And you sure are glad you come
Down to Little Joe and Big Bill's
Dance Hall and Sugar Hill Bar-b-q Emporium

When it comes to southern cookin'
They know what it's all about
They got some bar-b-q ribs and red beans and rice
Make your tongue snap your eyeballs out
And you don't wanna 'cause no trouble
Buddy 'less you're willin' to die
'Cause Big Bill will stomp a mud hole in you
And Little Joe will walk you dry
Well, there's a cowboy's dream in tight blue jeans
Swingin' through the swingin' doors
And there's a long tall cutie scootin' booty
Out there on the floor
Well I guess it's time to get in line
'Cause the house is startin' to hum
Down at Little Joe and Big Bill's
Dance hall and Sugar Hill Bar-b-q Emporium

Well every Saturday night when they turn up the lights
When it's just about time to close
The fiddlin' man takes the bow in his hand
And start rockin' San Antonio Rose
When you're walkin' out
There ain't no doubt that you sure had a whole lot of fun
Down at Little Joe and Big Bill's
Dance hall and Sugar Hill Bar-b-q Emporium
Down to Little Joe and Big Bill's
Dance Hall and Sugar Hill Bar-b-q Emporium
 
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"Lonesome Boy From Dixie"

"Lonesome Boy From Dixie"


Well there's a peach tree on a hill in northern Georgia
Where a teenage boy sits staring at the ground.
Soon he'll leave to join the rebel soldiers
for the Cumberland and Nashville he is bound.

He goes down to ride with the Bedford Forrest Calv'ry
He can shoot a man at a hunnert yards or more
But he knows he's just like any other soldier.
If they spill his blood he'll never ride no more.

Don't you know I'm just a lonesome boy from Dixie.
Help me Lord, I feel so all alone.
Don't you know I'm a lonesome boy from Dixie.
Gone to war and I just want to get home.

When the battle started the rebels were outnumbered
They shot his leg with an angry cannonball
The medic came and said "we'll all be lucky
If the boy from Georgia makes it home at all".

[Chorus]

Well there's a peach tree on a hill in northern Georgia
Where a horse stands like a statue made of stone.
Flowers bless a grave down in the meadow.
Now the lonesome boy from Dixie made it home.

[Chorus]
 
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"Long Haired Country Boy"

"Long Haired Country Boy"


People say I'm no good, and crazy as a loon
'Cause I get stoned in the mornin', I get drunk in the afternoon
Kinda like my old blue tick hound, I like to lay around in the shade
And I ain't got no money, but I damn sure got it made

'Cause I ain't askin' nobody for nothin'
If I can't get it on my own
If you don't like the way I'm livin'
You just leave this long haired country boy alone

Preacher man talking on TV, puttin' down the rock and roll
Wants me to send a donation, 'cause he's worried about my soul
He said, "Jesus walked on the water.", and I know that it's true
But sometimes I think that preacher man, would like to do a little walkin' too

But I ain't askin' nobody for nothin'
If I can't get it on my own
If you don't like the way I'm livin'
You just leave this long haired country boy alone

A poor girl wants to marry, a rich girl wants to flirt
A rich man goes to college, a poor man goes to work
A drunkard wants another drink of wine, and a politician wants your vote
I don't want much of nothing at all, but I will take another toke

'Cause I ain't asking nobody for nothin'
If I can't get it on my own
If you don't like the way I'm livin'
You just leave this long haired country boy alone
 
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"Long Haired Country Boy"
(with Brooks & Dunn)

"Long Haired Country Boy"
(with Brooks & Dunn)



People say I'm no good
And crazy as a loon
'Cause I get up in the mornin'
I get down in the afternoon

Kinda like my old blue tick hound
I like to lay around in the shade
And I ain't got no money
But I damn sure got it made

'Cause I ain't askin' nobody for nothin'
If I can't get it on my own
If you don't like the way I'm livin'
You just leave this long haired country boy alone

Preacher man talkin' on TV
Puttin' down the rock and roll
Wants me to send a donation
'Cause he's worried about my soul

He said, "Jesus walked on the water"
And I know that it's true
But sometimes I think that preacher man
Would like to do a little walkin' too

But I ain't asking nobody for nothin'
If I can't get it on my own
You don't like the way I'm livin'
You just leave this long haired country boy alone

A poor girl wants to marry
And a rich girl wants to flirt
A rich man goes to college
And a poor man goes to work

A drunkard wants another drink of wine
And a politician wants your vote
I don't want much of nothin' at all
But I will tell another joke

But I ain't asking nobody for nothin'
If I can't get it on my own
You don't like the way I'm livin'
You just leave this long haired country boy alone
 
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"Maggie's Farm"
(feat. Earl Scruggs, Gary Scruggs and Randy Scruggs)

"Maggie's Farm"
(feat. Earl Scruggs, Gary Scruggs and Randy Scruggs)



I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well, I wake up in the morning
Fold my hands and pray for rain
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin' me insane
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
Well, he hands you a nickel
He hands you a dime
He asks you with a grin
If you're havin' a good time
Then he fines you every time you slam the door
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more.
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more
Well, he puts his cigar
Out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window
It is made out of bricks
The National Guard stands around his door
Ah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more.
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more
Well, she talks to all the servants
About man and God and law
Everybody says
She's the brains behind pa
She's sixty-eight, but she says she's fifty-four
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more.
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well, I try my best
To be just like I am
But everybody wants you
To be just like them
They say sing while you slave and I just get bored
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
 
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