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Oh well, I love you pretty baby
You’re the only love I’ve ever known
Just as long as you stay with me
The whole world is my throne
Beyond here lies nothin’
Nothing we can call our own
Well, I’m moving after midnight
Down boulevards of broken cars
Don’t know what I do without it
Without this love that we call ours
Beyond here lies nothin’
Nothing but the moon and stars
Down every street there’s a window
And every window made of glass
We'll keep on loving pretty baby
For as long as love will last
Beyond here lies nothin’
But the mountains of the past
Well my ship is in the harbor
And the sails are spread
Listen to me, pretty baby
Lay your hand upon my head
Beyond here lies nothin’
Nothing done and nothing said
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The evening winds are still
I've lost the way and will
Can’t tell you where they went
I just know what they meant
I’m always on my guard
Admitting life is hard
Without you near me
The friend you used to be
So near and dear to me
You slipped so far away
Where did we go astray?
I passed the old school yard
Admitting life is hard
Without you near me
Ever since the day
The day you went away
I felt that emptiness so wide
I don’t know what's wrong or right
I just know I need strength to fight
Strength to fight that world outside
Since we've been out of touch
I haven't felt that much
From day to barren day
My heart stays locked away
I walk the boulevard
Admitting life is hard
Without you near me
The sun is sinking low
I guess it's time to go
I feel a chilly breeze
In place of memories
My dreams are locked and barred
Admitting life is hard
Without you near me
Hmmm, without you near me
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Well I didn’t come here, dear, with a doggone thing
I just came here to hear the drummer's cymbal ring
There ain’t no way you can put me down
I just wanna say that hell’s my wife’s home town
Well there’s reasons for that and reasons for this
I can’t think of any just now, but I know they exist
I’m sittin in the sun ‘till my skin turns brown
I just wanna say that hell’s my wife’s home town, home town, home town
She can make you steal, make you rob
Give you the hives, make you lose your job
Make things bad, she can make things worse
She got stuff more potent than a gypsy curse
One of these days I’ll end up on the run
I'm pretty sure she'll make me kill someone
I’m going inside, roll the shutters down
I just wanna say that hell’s my wife’s home town
Well there’s plenty to remember, plenty to forget
I still can remember the day we met
I lost my reasons long ago
My love for her is all I know
State gone broke, the county's dry
Don't be lookin' at me with that evil eye
Keep on walking, don’t be hanging around
I’m tellin you again that hell’s my wife’s home town
Home town, ha ha, home town
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If you ever go to Houston
Better walk right
Keep your hands in your pockets
And your gun belt tight
If you’re asking for trouble
If you’re looking for a fight
If you ever go to Houston
Boy, you better walk right
If you're ever down there
On back near Lamar
You better watch out for
The man with the shining star
Better know where you're going
Or stay where you are
If you’re ever down there
On back near Lamar
Well I know these streets
I’ve been here before
I nearly got killed here
During the Mexican War
Something always
Keeps me coming back for more
I know these streets
I’ve been here before
If you ever go to Dallas
Say hello to Mary Ann
Say I’m still looking along the trigger
Hanging on the best I can
If you see her sister Lucy
Say I’m sorry I’m not there
Tell her other sister Nancy
To pray the sinner's prayer
I got a restless fever
Burnin' in my brain
Gotta keep right forward
Can’t spoil the game
The same way I’ll leave here
Will be the way that I came
Got a restless fever
Burnin' in my brain
Mister policeman
Can you help me find my gal?
Last time I saw her
Was at the Magnolia Motel
If you help me find her
You can be my pal
Mister policeman
Can you help me find my gal?
If you ever go to Austin
Fort Worth or San Anton'
Find the barrooms I got lost in
And send my memories home
Put my tears in a bottle
Screw the top on tight
If you ever go to Houston
Buddy, you’d better walk right
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Forgetful heart
Lost your power of recall
Every little detail
You don’t remember at all
The times we knew
Who would remember better than you?
Forgetful heart
We laughed and had a good time, you and I
It’s been so long
Now you’re content to let the days go by
When you were there
You were the answer to my prayer
Forgetful heart
We loved with all the love that life can give
What can I say?
Without you it’s so hard to live
Can’t take much more
Why can’t we love like we did before?
Forgetful heart
Like a walking shadow in my brain
All night long
I lay awake and listen to the sound of pain
The door has closed forevermore
If indeed there ever was a door
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Well you're coming down High Street walking in the sun
You make a dead man rise and holler she's the one
Jolene, Jolene
Baby I am the king and you're the queen
Well it’s a long old highway that don’t ever end
I got a Saturday Night Special, I’m back again
I’ll sleep by your door, lay my life on the line
You probably don’t know but I’m gonna make you mine
Jolene, Jolene
Baby I am the king and you is the queen
I keep my hands in my pocket, I’m movin’ along
People think they know, but they’re all wrong
You're something nice, I’m gonna bet my dice
I can’t say I haven't paid the price
Jolene, Jolene
Baby I am the king and you is the queen
Well I found out the hard way, I’ve had my fill
You can't fight somebody with his back to a hill
Those big brown eyes, they set off a spark
If you hold me in your arms, things don’t look so dark
Jolene, Jolene
Baby I am the king and you're the queen
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How long can I stay
In this nowhere café 'fore night turns into day
I wonder why I’m so frightened of dawn
All I have and all I know
Is this dream of you which keeps me living on
There’s a moment when
All old things become new again
But that moment might have come and gone
All I have and all I know
Is this dream of you which keeps me living on
I look away but I keep seeing it
I don’t want to believe but I keep believing it
Shadows dance upon the wall
Shadows that seem to know it all
Am I too blind to see
Is my heart playing tricks on me
I’m lost in the crowd, all my tears are gone
All I have and all I know
Is this dream of you which keeps me living on
Everything I touch seems to disappear
Everywhere I turn, you are always here
I’ll run this race until my earthly death
I’ll defend this place with my dying breath
From a cheerless room
In a curtain gloom, I saw a star from Heaven fall
I turned and looked again but it was gone
All I have and all I know
Is this dream of you which keeps me living on
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I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun
I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun
Come back here, we can have some real fun
Well it’s early in the evening and everything is still
Well it’s early in the evening and everything is still
One more time, I’m walking up around the hill
Shake shake Mama like a ship going out to sea
Shake shake Mama like a ship going out to sea
You took all my money and you gave it to Richard Lee
Down by the river judge Simpson’s walking around
Down by the river judge Simpson’s walking around
Nothing shocks me more than that old clown
Some of you women, you really know your stuff
Some of you women, you really know your stuff
But your clothes are all torn and your language is a little too rough
Shake shake Mama, shake until the break of day
Shake shake Mama, shake until the break of day
I’m right here baby, I’m not that far away
I'm motherless, fatherless, almost friendless too
I'm motherless, fatherless, almost friendless too
It's Friday morning going to Franklin Avenue
Shake shake mama, raise your voice and bay
Shake shake mama, raise your voice and bay
If you're goin' on home, better go the shortest way
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Well I'm looking the world over
Looking far off into the East
And I see my baby comin'
She's walking with the village priest
I feel a change comin' on
And the last part of the day is already gone
We've got so much in common
We strive for the same old ends
And I just can't wait
Wait for us to become friends
I feel a change comin' on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone
Well life is for love
And they say that love is blind
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
I feel a change comin' on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone
Well now what's the use in dreamin'
You got better things to do
Dreams never did work for me anyway
Even when they did come true
You are as whorish as ever
Baby, you can start a fire
I must be losing my mind
You're the object of my desire
I feel a change comin' on
And the fourth part of the day is already gone
I'm a-listening to Billy Joe Shaver
And I'm reading James Joyce
Some people, they tell me
I've got the blood of the land in my voice
Everybody got all the money
Everybody got all the beautiful clothes
Everybody got all the flowers
I don't have one single rose
I feel a change comin' on
And the fourth part of the day's already gone
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Talk about me babe, if you must
Throw on the dirt, pile on the dust
I’d do the same thing if I could
You know what they say, they say it’s all good
All good, it’s all good
Big politicians telling lies
Restaurant kitchen, all full of flies
Don't make a bit of difference
Don‘t see why it should
But it’s all right, 'cause it’s all good
It’s all good, it’s all good
Wives are leaving their husbands, they’re beginning to roam
They leave the party, and they never get home
I wouldn’t change it, even if I could
You know what they say man, it’s all good
It’s all good, all good
Brick by brick they tear you down
A teacup of water is enough to drown
You oughta know if they could, they would
Whatever going down, it’s all good
All good, say it’s all good
People in the country, people on the land
Some of ‘em so sick, they can hardly stand
Everybody would move away, if they could
It’s hard to believe, but it’s all good
Yeah
The widows cry, the orphans plea
Everywhere you look there’s more misery
Come along with me babe, I wish you would
You know what I'm saying, it’s all good
All good, I said it’s all good, all good
A cold blooded killer stalking the town
Cop cars blinkin', something bad going down
Buildings are crumbling in the neighborhood
But there's nothing to worry about, 'cause it's all good
It’s all good, I say it's all good, whoo
I'm gonna pluck off your beard and blow it in your face
This time tomorrow I’ll be rolling in your place
I wouldn’t change a thing, even if I could
You know what they say, they say it’s all good
It’s all good, oh yeah
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