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This is a story about living
A tale of a long, hard road
Ain't whole lotta misgivens
Of things I that I thought I sold
My daddy was a real hard worker
He said son there will come a day
Talking always cheap
Heres what daddy had to say
(Chorus)
With these hands I've made my livin'
With these hands I've held a child
With these hands I've climbed a mountain
Sometimes we forget, we ain't much different at all
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We like the grits, you like the apple
Ain't nothing wrong with that
We say ya'll, you say you's
It depends where your at
Well, a little bit of music is a whole lotta fun, and its always good for the soul
From New York City down to California
Ya' know it's only rock'n'roll
(Chorus)
With these hands we've come together
With these hands we can change the world
With these hands I play my music
Sometimes we forget, we ain't much different at all
Oh not at all
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So what I'm trying to tell
Is that I'm only one son of the south
And its gonna take more than me and you
To work this whole thing out
(Chorus)
With these hands I've made my livin'
With these hands I've held a child
With these hands I've climbed a mountain
Sometimes we forget, oh
With these hands we've come together
With these hands we can change the world
With these hands I play my music
Sometimes we forget, we aint much different
We ain't much different
Ain't much different
Ain't much different
At all
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(Gary Rossington -- Johnny VanZant -- Rickey Medlocke -- Hughie Thomasson)
Uhh Huh That's right
Missy was a real fine looker
Always had an eye for the boys
Man I always wanted to book that girl
Play around with some of her toys
I said, my my, oh can you look at them eyes
I said oh no Lord here we go
Don't you pretend you don't know
Bring it on
Yeah baby
Rumor says she from the bayou
Searchin' for her fortune and fame
Man she's got a way about her
She's drivin' all us poor boys insane
I said, my my, oh can you look at them eyes
I said oh no Lord here we go
Don't you pretend you don't know
Bring it on
Give it to me baby
I've been waiting for it all night long
Bring it on
I know you got it in you to shake my sheets
To your rock n roll beat
Bring it on, you can bring it on
Just about the time I thought I had it made
I felt a slap on my shoulder
I turned around and had to stare up at him
He said little man you best think this over
I said my, my oh take a look in his eyes
I said, oh no, Lord here we go
The band's on a break lets give this bar a show
Bring it on, give it to me mister
We can fight about her all night long
Bring it on, take your best shot
Oh bring it, bring it on
Oh no
We can fight about her all night long
Bring it on
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MMMMMMMMM
Yeah....YEAAAHHH
Way down yonder you can hear the wind blow
Threw the tall grass growin' in the ole' bayou
The ole' bayou
There's a dark haired woman that looks so fine
Wearin' hand me down clothes, drinkin' homemade wine
Homemade wine
I know I never knew who her Daddy was
The people down here say its all because
She's the daughter of the devil
The sister of a snake
The keeper of souls down on Voodoo lake
Voodoo lake
There's a city boy across the county line
Came lookin' for the legend of the girl so fine
Yeah she's so fine
Well the stories that he heard well they had to be lies
But he found out different when he looked in her eyes
Right into her eyes
Well he tried to run away but she had control
He's findin' out now what everbody knows
He knew it was over when she started to shake
Now there's one more soul down on Voodoo lake
Voodoo lake
Theres an erie silence at the break of dawn
A chill in the air...somethin's wrooonnnggg
When a shadow crosses the ground
Those long lost souls never maaake a sooouuund
Ya think by now they'd realize
She'll never break her bayou ties
She's the daughter of the devil
The sister of a snake
The keeper of souls down on Voodoo lake
Voodoo lake......Voodoo laaaake....
The daughter of the devil, a sister of a snaake
Voodoo laaake
OOOOOWOOOOWOOOO
Down on Voodoo lake
Down on Voodoo lake
OOOOOOOWOOOO
You can see her down on Voodoo lake
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(Gary Rossington -- Johnny VanZant -- Hughie Thomasson -- Rickey Medlocke)
I've always lived my life like a gypsy
I can't imagine myself settlin' down
So please don't ask me to give up this life I lead
'Cause I love to feel those wheels go 'round and 'round
(chorus)
I can see it inside
It's my heart that sees, not my eyes
And if you listen close I'll tell you why
Home is where the heart is
And my heart is at home with you
There's a cold wind blowin' and you know it's almost midnight
You never dreamed it would be this hard lovin' a music man
But this iron horse on which I ride I'm closer it's true
And it's just as hard for me as it is for you
I can see it inside
It's my heart that sees not my eyes
And if you listen close I'll tell you why
Home is where the heart is
And my heart is at home with you
In my life I'm always on the run
Livin' one day at a time
Hold on a little longer
I don't know where I'm gonna end up
Or where I'll go
I can see it inside
It's my heart that sees not my eyes
And if you listen close I'll tell you why
Home is where the heart is
And my heart is at home ...
I can see it inside
It's my heart that sees not my eyes
And if you listen close I'll tell you why
Home is where the heart is
And my heart is at home with you
Home is where the heart is
Oh ,my home is where my heart is
Oh, my home is where my heart is
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(Leon Wilkeson -- Ronnie VanZant)
I was born a travelin' man, that's all I'll ever be
Moving around from town to town is what makes me so free
My father was a trucker for the years of '23
On the day that I was born his blood was left to me
I'm a travelin' man
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
Travelin' Man
Travelin' Man
That's what I am
Travelin' man -- that's what I am
No woman puts a hold on me
You'll see me once or maybe twice
That's all you'll see of me
All you pretty women Lord, I hope you understand
Don't be a fool Lord no, and put your heart in a travellin' man
I'm a travelin' man
Travelin' Man
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
Travelin' Man
(Bridge)
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
Guess I'll always be
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
But at least I'm free
Travelin' man
Oh - that's what I am
Travelin' man -- that's what I am, Lord I move so fast
I have had so many women, none of them have last
I am just a mover, moving fast as sound
Always free, sometimes lonely. Always movin' around
Travelin' Man
Travelin' Man -- that's what I am
Travelin' Man
Oh - that's what I am
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(Johnny VanZant -- Robert White Johnson -- Donnie VanZant -- Pat Buchanan)
Alarm clock rings about a quarter after five
I've been up all night
Raisin' hell with some friends of mine
I take one good look in the mirror
But only one things gettin' clearer
The way I live, I'm lucky to be alive
There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it
Supposed to be to work an hour ago
When I pass that boss stormin' down the road
Now there's an angel on my shoulder
thinnkin' she can win me over
Devil's got my number don't you know
There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it
Maybe, maybe have I gone to far this time
Maybe, maybe is my conscience workin' overtime
Nah
There's a knockout Georgia Peach givin' me the eye
Well if the truth beknown I'm just a little shy
Turns out she wasn't alone
She had a six foot chaperone
But that didn't slow me down
Don't ask me why
There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it
I got no one to blame except myself
I said I wasn't gonna do it
Next thing you know here I go
Talk myself right into it
Talk myself, talk myself right into it
Talk myself, talk myself, talk myself right into it
Said I wasn't gonna do it
Here I go again baby
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(Gary Rossington -- Johnny VanZant -- Hughie Thomasson -- Rickey Medlocke)
In this world that we all live in
Its all takin' and there's no givin'
Before its too late,somethings gotta change
Go to work every day for the dollar
Doesn't matter we're all blue collar
At the end of the day
Nothin' lost, nothin' gained
But its about time we realized
Its about time we opened our eyes
Take one step back and look at yourself
Do you like what you see
Oh no
Cause its never too late
Doesn't matter who you are
Its never too late
Hold on to your dreams and they will take you far
Cause its never too late
No, no, no
So many times I've seen you cryin'
But I see you out there still tryin'
Workin' hard just to get through another day
As a freind I'm here to remind you
We all have a place to belong to
Who am I? See I'm just like you
But its about time we realized
Its about time we opened our eyes
Take one step back and look at yourself
Do you like what you see
Oh no
Cause its never too late
Doesn't matter who you are
Its never too late
Hold on to your dreams and they will take you far
Cause its never too late
We all need a helpin' hand sometimes
And I need one if you were mine
So right here, right now
You can count on me
Just open your eyes and you will see
That its never too late
No,no,no
Cause its never too late, it doesn't matter who you are
Its never too late
Hold on to your dreams and they will take you far
Cause its never too late
Cause its never too late, it doesn't matter who you are
Its never too late
You don't need a guitar son to be a star
Cause its never too late
No, no, no
Its never too late
No
Cause its never too late
Take a look around
Cause its never too late
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(Gary Rossington -- Johnny VanZant -- Hughie Thomasson -- Rickey Medlocke)
There's a story to tell about days of old
A man and his gun, a street fighter I'm told
There's one in every town, tryin' to make himself a name
If he's quicker on the draw, comes glory and fame
They say he's always alone, he rides a horse with no name
His only friend was the devil by his side but it caused him so much pain
If his guns could talk, oh, the stories they would tell
Of all the men who tried and lost, all the ones he sent to hell
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They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long
Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run
Things haven't changed much these days
Faces are younger, but still they keep playing the deadliest game
Brothers and sisters, what are we fightin' for
It's not for the fame or the glory anymore
I hear the mothers cryin'
Too many children dyin'
How many tears have to fall to bring this to an end
They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long
Outlaws, renegades... Oh
They're all outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run
They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun
Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long
Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run
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(Gary Rossington -- Johnny VanZant -- Rickey Medlocke -- Hughie Thomasson)
Here I sit all by myself
Wonderin' how she could put our love on a shelf
A crowd of people, they pass me by
But all I can do is hang my head and cry
(chorus)
Blame it on a sad song in the night
I don't want anyone but you to make it right
Blame it on a sad song in the night
Well, it's an old familiar feelin'
Girl, it's got my heart reelin'
Don't want to hear a sad song in the night
Anymore
I know when we first started out
I was your only love and you had no doubt
But songs of the heart don't last forever
But don't you give up on love 'cause you never say never
Blame it on a sad song in the night
I don't want anyone but you to make it right
Blame it on a sad song in the night
Well, it's an old familiar feelin'
Girl, it's got my heart reelin'
Don't want to hear a sad song in the night
Anymore
'Cause not a day goes by that I don't think about you
Oh, moment to moment, I get lost in time
And many years from now when I hear that song come on the radio
All those feelings will come back to haunt me
My heart will let me know
Blame it on a sad song in the night
I don't want anyone but you to make it right
Blame it on a sad song in the night
Well, it's an old familiar feelin'
Girl, it's got my heart reelin'
Don't want to hear a sad song anymore
Blame it on a sad song
You can blame it on a sad song, baby
Blame it on, blame it on a sad song
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(Dennis E Sumner -- Gary Rossington -- Johnny VanZant -- Rickey Medlocke -- Hughie Thomasson)
I can still remember I was eight years old
The first time that I picked her up little did I know
She's taken me to places that I've never been
Did my first gig in a rock-n-roll band
Berneice, sweet Berneice
Get a real job let the guitar go
There ain't no future in this rock-n-roll
So go for your guitars, go for your guns
Better think twice it's three against one
Take your best shot it's a showdown now
Berneice, sweet Berneice
Oh, Berneice won't you play for me
A guitar woman needs a guitar man
One without the other, neither one of them can stand
Remember where we came from we can do it all again
So thanks to all you people, give youselves a hand
Berneice, sweet Berneice
Berneice, won't you play for me
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(Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil, Brenda Russell)
You better listen my brother
'Cause if you do you can hear
There are voices still callin' from across the years
And they're cryin' across the ocean
And they're cryin' across the land
And they will until we all come to understand
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That none of us are free
None of us are free
None of us are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
Well there are people in the darkness
And they just can't see the light
And if we don't say it's wrong then that says it's right
We got to feel for each other
Let our brothers know we're here
Got to get the message and send it out loud and clear
That none of us are free
None of us are free
None of us are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
Well it's the single truth
We all need to see
That none of are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
Well I swear to you salvation isn't very hard to find
None of us can find it on our own
We got to join together. Spirit, heart and mind
All the are suffering, knows they're not alone
None of us are free
None of us are free
If you just look around you
You're see what I say
'Cause the world's gettin' smaller each passin' day
Now it's time to make some changes
Now it's time all realized
That the truth is shinin' right before our eyes
'Cause none of us are free
None of us are free
None of us are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
Well it's the very heart of humanity
'Cause none of us are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
None of us, none of us
None of us, none of us
None of us, none of us are free
None of us, none of us
None of us, none of us
None of us, none of us are free
None of us are free
None of us are free
None of us are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
'Cause it's the very truth
We all need to see
That none of us are free if one of us is chained
None of us are free
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(Johnny Van Zant -- Robert White Johnson -- Donnie Van Zant -- Pat Buchanan)
Every time I think I got it all figured out
Then I draw a blank and my whole world crashes down
So many people have got it worse than me
But that could change tomorrow, ain't no guarantee
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How soon we forget
To count every blessing
If you think you got it bad take a look around
How soon we forget
That life is one big lesson
Still we make the same mistakes time and time again
How soon we forget
Got a freind of mine who says he's run all out of luck
But he'll be fine, 'cause he just ain't drunk enough
The world is empty when you're slammin' those shots down
How can you be happy, son when the devil's hangin' 'round
How soon we forget
To count every blessing
If you think you got it bad take a look around
How soon we forget
That life is one big lesson
Still we make the same mistakes time and time again
How soon we forget
How soon we forget
Just remember, thank God you're here today
If you got the will you can find a way
How soon we forget... oh, baby
How soon we forget
To count every blessing
If you think you got it bad take a look around
How soon we forget
That life is one big lesson
Still we make the same mistakes time and time again
There's a message to this madness here my freind
Will we ever learn before the story ends
Soon we all forget
How soon we forget
Soon we forget.. ooh
Take a look around and you will see
Soon we all forget... oh
So many people have got it worse than me
Oh.. can't you see
How soon we all forget
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