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I was born my papa's son
A wanderin' eye and a smokin' gun
Now some of you would live through me
Lock me up and throw away the key
Or just find a place to hide away
Hope that I'll just go away
I feel alright
I feel alright tonight
I feel alright
I feel alright tonight
I'll bring you precious contraband
And ancient tales from distant lands
Of conquerors and concubines and
Conjurers from darker times
Betrayal and conspiracy
Sacrilege and heresy
I feel alright
I feel alright tonight
I feel alright
I feel alright tonight
I got every thing you wont or need
Your darkest fear, your fondest dream
I ask you questions, tell you lies
Criticize and sympathize
Be careful what you wish for friend
Because I've been to hell and now I'm back again
I feel alright
I feel alright tonight
I feel alright
I feel alright tonight
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Girl, don't bother to lock your door
He's out there hollering, "Darlin' don't you love me no more?"
You always let him in before now didn't you
He's just singing the some old song
That he always sang before
He's the last of the hard-core troubadours
Girl, better figure out which is which
Wherefore art thou Romeo you son of a bitch
You'd just as soon fight as switch now wouldn't you
He's come to make love on your satin sheets
Wake up on your living room floor
He's the last of the hard-core troubadours
He's the lost of the all-night, do right
Stand beneath your window 'til daylight
He's the last of the hard-core troubadours
Baby, whet you waitin' for
Girl, figure out what you're gonna do
When he moves on again and he leaves you alone and blue
But you knew he is just passin' through now didn't you
And now you can't just say this is the last time baby
Like you always did before
He's the last of the hard-core troubadours
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I'm trying hard to let you go
But it's more than i can do
And every day or two
I wind up right back where i started
I'm trying not to let you know
That i'm still in love with you
I can't just sit home blue
'cause there ain't no rest for the brokenhearted
Just because you won't unlock your door
That don't mean you don't love me anymore
No matter what you do
Because you know it's more than i can do
You told me that i got to stop
But it's more than i can do
And that ain't nothing new
'cause we both know that i'm crazy about you
You said you're gonna call the cops
But i ain't gonna run
Because you're the only one
There ain't no way i could live without you
You left me just when i needed you
So l ain't even close to through with you
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Here i am, out in the rain
I know i can't ever wash out the pain
I never meant to be cruel or untrue
I'm just hurtin' me when i'm hurtin' you
Girl i won't say, i'm hurtin' more
I know that you've heard all that before
So go on believe what you wanna believe
But i'm hurtin' you then i'm hurtin' me
I know it's hard to keep hanging on
You think that i hold all of the cards; i know you're wrong
And girl just like me, you ain't got a clue
I'm just hurtin' me when i'm hurtin' you
You know i love you baby
God only knows that i do
I know i've been bad baby
I never, ever meant to be bad to you
I never meant to be cruel or untrue
I'm just hurtin' me when i'm hurtin' you
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She was her daddy's little darlin'
Her mama's only child
They didn't understand at all when
She took to running wild
She left town one day and never said goodbye
Left a hole in daddy's lap and a tear in mama's eye
Where'd we go wrong and now she's gone
She met a boy up in Kentucky
Charlie was his name
Just when he thought he got lucky
She stole his watch and chain
She always kept on movin' and she never wasted time
And they said she left quite a string of broken hearts behind
Woke up alone and now she's gone
Me, I wasn't even trying
You could say I was content
She went through my life like lightning
Blew out the other end
I still taste her kisses, smell her perfume in the wind
And if I could you know that I would do it all again
She done me wrong, and now she's gone
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I was born on the other side of town
Everybody over there just puts me down
I never thought about it much, 'til the first time I saw you
Uh-oh, what's a poor boy gonna do
It's bad enough to love you from afar
Me down here and you up where you are
If you hadn't given me that look, that's all it took it's true
U-oh, what's a poor boy gonna do
Baby what's a poor boy got, not a heck of a lot
Just a heart that's true
One thing he sure doesn't need is a heart that bleeds
And these lovesick blues
I know o poor boy can't go far
Baby, maybe someday drive your car
I can look in my rearview, into those eyes of blue
Uh-oh what's a poor boy gonna do
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I come to you with empty hands
I guess i just forgot again
I only got my love to send
On valentine's day
I ain't got a card to sign
Roses have been hard to find
I only hope that you'll be mine
On valentine's day
I know that i swore that i wouldn't forget
I wrote it all down: i lost it i guess
There's so much i want to say
But all the words just slip away
The way you love me every day
Is valentine's day
If i could i would deliver to you
Diamonds and gold; it's the least i can do
So if you'll take my iou
I could make it up to you
Until then i hope my heart will do
For valentine's day
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In the middle of the night
In the middle of a lonely night
Stands alone in the pale moonlight
Screams out in defiance
He's got no one to turn to
You could talk until you turn blue
He'd just turn his back on you
Ain't no compromising
Bercause he's totally untamed
No fear of the unnamed
But he'll take the blame
¡rcause someone's gotta do it
Now he's out on the highway
He's got the key and the right of way
His tank is full and his toll's paid
Hellbound and determined
He run a dangerous payload
When he comes to the crossroads
Ah, man it's all times to explode
You'll just see the sky burnin'
Now he's standin' at hell's door
With a bad attitude and a forty-four
The devil said, "what's up man
Now what you come here for?"
He said, "man, let's just get to it"
He said, "i always heard that you were the bad one
There's a few places i ain't been, a few things i ain't done
You got your pitchfork and i got my gun"
Someone's gotta do it
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Cocaine cannot kill my pain
Like a freight train through my vein
Cocaine cannot kill my pain
Whiskey got no hold on me
Left them chains in Tennessee
Whiskey got no hold on me
Don't come knockin' on my door
Even that won't work no more
Don't come knockin' on my door
Heroin is the only thing
The only gift the darkness brings
Heroin is the only thing
Guess you'd best leave me alone
At least until these blues have gone
Guess you'd best leave me alone
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Billy was 17 and mean as hell
Bonnie said she was 30, it was hard to tell
Billy met Bonnie on a Saturday night
At the dirt track races, it was love at first sight
Bonnie was wilder than the west wind blows
Taught Billy every single thing he knows
But she never told billy what she left out
The part about the trouble when your times runs out
When the thrill is gone, when your deal goes south
It's all over when your time runs out
Bonnie said, "Billy, don't you think it's time
We moved on a little further down the line"
So they knocked off a Texaco south of town
Blew down the highway with the ragtop down
Billy woke Bonnie up about first light
Said, "You drive honey, I've been up all night"
Now Billy wasn't sweatin' no APB
'Cause they didn't leave a single soul alive to see
The boy was just 16, made his mama proud
That don't mean nothin' when your time runs out
Bonnie kept pushin' that Cadillac
Billy passed out with the seat reared back
Slept through Louisiana, then just past dark
Bonnie pulled over in a roadside park
Left Billy sleeping and she called the cops
He never knew nothin' when the dime was dropped
Bonnie knew what she had to do
She called the sheriff and she cried on cue
And the state police rousted Billy out
He was dreaming about Bonnie when his time ran out
The sheriff told Billy, "Boy, you're bound to die
'Cause this young lady's gonna testify
That you done took her off against her will
And she told us about the robbery and the boy you killed"
The judge said, "Billy, what you got to say
Before I have the sheriff carry you away"
Billy looked Bonnie right in the eye
But he didn't even have to ask her why
But he turned around as they led him out
He said, "I'll see you down in hell when your time runs out"
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I went downtown, it was just to ease my pain
I ended up out walkin' in the rain
I took my pistol and a hundred dollar bill
I had everything i needed to get me killed
Southside girls, they suit me just fine
As long as i got money they don't whine
The devil lives on lewis street i swear
I seen him rockin' in his rockin' chair
I start way up top of lewis street
And i walk down to the end
I start way up top and i walk down to the end
I go way down in the bottoms
And i come back up again
Now mama told me, papa too
They both talked ¡®til they turned blue
But i got them ol' south nashville blues again
I won't be satisfied until they lock me up again
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Well, I've spent my life following
Things I cannot see
But just when I catch up to them
They slip away from me
Now, I've been down a thousand trails
I've never walked before
I found out that, without fail
They lead me to your door
And the world keeps turning 'round and 'round
It leaves me hanging in the air
My heart keeps turning upside down
And you're still standin' there
Now lately I see all the signs
I feel it in the wind
And the same thing happens every time
That you come back again
Now I'll admit that there are nights
When I sit up and cry
But sometimes I turn out the lights
And pray you'll pass me by
And the world keeps turning 'round and 'round
It leaves me hanging in the air
My heart keeps turning upside down
And you're still standin' there
Now, since you're gone my empty arms
Got nothing left to hold
And your memory cannot keep me warm
But it never leaves me cold
And the world keeps turning 'round and 'round
It leaves me hanging in the air
My heart keeps turning upside down
And you're still standin' there
And the world keeps turning 'round and 'round
It leaves me hanging in the air
My heart keeps turning upside down
And you're still standin' there
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