Альбом Waylon Jennings

Whoop, Whoop

Clyde plays electric bass,
Plays it with finese and grace
Set on a porch, ain't got no shoes
Pickin' the bass and singin' the blues

Misery loves company,
This ole dog sings harmony,
Tamborine tied to his tail,
You can hear him moan, you can hear him wail,
Yeah

Whew
Jody baby, she got a dollar,
Down the road, you can hear her holler,
Git up Clyde, we got things to do,
That ole dog can sing the blues,

He don't move, he don't flinch
Clyde, he don't move an inch,
Set on a porch, ain't got no shoes,
Pickin' the bass and singin' the blues
Whoop Whoop

Clyde plays electric bass,
Played it with finese and grace
Set on a porch, ain't got no shoes
Pickin' the bass and singin' the blues

J. J. Cale's my hero, best I ever heard
But you gotta sing a little louder, hoss, 'cause I can't hear the words
Some folks call it rock and rol, others call it blues
But I detect a country soul, when I seen his cowboy shoes
And it's alright
It's alright
It may not be right, but it's alright

George might show up flyin' high, if George shows up at all
But he may be, unconsciously, the greatest of them all
From the Beatles and me in Nashville, to the billies and the Rolling Stones
If we all sounded like we wanted to, we'd all sound like George Jones
And it's alright
It's alright
It may not be right, but it's alright

Jesse she's my woman boys, poor little ugly thing
She tells me just how smart I am, so I'll teach her how to sing
When I'm wrong and then she nails me, I get her with the same old line
And it's alright
It's alright
It may not be right, but it's alright

Just'a good ol' boys
Never meanin' no harm.
Beats all you never saw
Been in trouble with the law
Since the day they was born

Staightnin' the curves
Flatnin the hills
Someday the mountain might get 'em
But the law never will

Makin' their way
The only way they know how
That's just a little bit more
Than the law will allow.

Makin' their way
The only way they know how
That's just a little bit more
Than the law will allow.

I'm a good ol' boy
You know my momma loves me
But she don't undestand
They keep a showin my hands and not my face on TV

OH YEA

(Harlan Howard)

If it wasn't for the powder and the fine tooth comb
If it wasn't for the powder and the fine tooth comb
You know the Nashville women might as well stay home, yeah.

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If the blues was booze I'd stay drunk all the time
If the blues was booze you know I'd stay drunk all the time
Hangin' round bars and takin' you off of my mind.

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Going down the alley to see what I can find
Goin' down the Printer's Alley
Gonna look around and see what I can find
Let some Nashville woman
Take me home and blow my mind.

You long tall woman you sure don't have to talk
A long legged good lookin' thing you don't have to talk
I can tell that you're from Nashville
You do boogie, woogie, wiggle when you walk.

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You long tall woman you sure don't have to talk
A long legged good lookin' thing you don't have to talk
I can tell that you're from Nashville
You do boogie, woogie, wiggle when you walk...

In the morning you go gunning
For the man who stole your water
And you fire till he's done in
But they catch you on the border
And the mourners are all singing
As they drag you by your feet
But the Hangman isn't hanging
And they put you on the street

You go back, Jack, do it again
Wheels turning 'round and 'round
You go back, Jack, do it again

Well, you know she's no high climber
Then you find your only friend
In a room with your two timer
And you're sure you're near the end
Then you love a little wild one
And she brings you only sorrow
All the time you know she's smilin'
You'll be on your knees tomorrow

You go back, Jack, do it again
Wheels turning 'round and 'round
You go back, Jack, do it again

Now you'll swear and kick and beg us
That you're not a gamblin' man
Then you find you're back in Vegas
With a handle in your hand
Your black cards can bring you money
So you hide them when you're able
In the land of milk and honey
You must put them on the table

You go back, Jack, do it again
Wheels turning 'round and 'round
You go back, Jack, do it again

(Kenny Rogers)

She said sing a song sweet music man
'Cause I won't be there to hold your hand like I used to
I'm through with you
You're a hell of a singer and powerful man
But you surround yourself with people who
Demand so little of you.

You touched my soul with your beautiful song
Even had me singin' along right with you you said I need you
Then you changed the words and added harmony
Sang the song you had written for me to someone new.

Nobody sings love songs quite like you do
Nobody else can make me sing along
Nobody else can make me feel the things are right
When I know they're wrong
Nobody sings love songs quite like you.

Sing your song sweet music man
Travel the world with a six piece band that does for you
What you ask me to
And you try to stay young but the songs are sung
To so many people who've all begun came back on you.

Sing your song sad music man
Makin' your living doing one night stands
They're through with you they don't need you
You're still a hell of a singer but a broken man.

But you'll keep on lookin' for one last fan to sing to
Nobody sings a love song quite like you do
Nobody else can make me sing along
Nobody else can make me feel the things are right
When they're wrong with a song
Nobody sings a love song quite like you.

She said, sing your song sweet music man I believe in you...

(Jessi Colter)

Storms never last do they baby
Bad times all pass with the wind
Your hand in mine stills the thunder
And you make the sun want to shine.

You followed me down so many roads baby
I've picked wild flowers and sung you soft sad songs
And every road we took God knows
Our search was for the truth
And the clouds brewing now won't be the last.

Storms never last do they baby
Bad times all pass with the wind
Your hand in mine stills the thunder
And you make the sun want to shine.

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Storms never last do they Jessi
Bad times all pass with the wind
Your hand in mine stills the thunder
And you make the sun want to shine...

He went to Paris lookin' for answers to questions
That bothered him so
He was impressive,young and agressive
Savin' the world on his own
Warm summer breezes,French wine and cheeses
Put his ambition at bay
The summers and winters scattered like splinters
And four or five years slipped away

He went to England,played the piano,and married
An actress named Kim
They had a good life,she was a good wife
And bore him a young son named Jim
All of the answers and all of the questions
He locked in his attic one day
'Cause he liked the quiet clean country livin'
And twenty more years slipped away


War took his baby,Bombs killed his lady and left him
With only one eye
His body was battered,his whole world was shattered
All he could do was just cry
While the tears were fallin' he was recallin'
Answers that he never found
So he hopped in a freighter,skidded the ocean
And left England without a sound

Now he lives in the islands,fishes the pilin' and drinks
His Green label each day
Writing his memoirs,losin' his hearin'
But he don't care what most people say
After eighty-six years of perpetual motion
If he likes you he'll smile and say
"Jimmy,some of it's magic,probably tragic,
But i had a good life all the way"

He went to Paris lookin' for answers to questions
That bothered him so

(Johnny Wright - Jack Anglin)

The days have been long and I have been lonesome
Recalling the dreams that never came true
Nights have been lonely but now that's all over
'Cause I've payed my debt for trusting in you.

Every day your mem'ry grows dimmer
Clouds drift away, sunshine peeps through
Every night no longer you'll haunt me
My conscience is clear, what about you?

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It's hard to believe that you are the same one
That once meant so much that I loved so true
It's hard to know I've worshipped to wrong one
But I've paid for it what about you.

Every day your mem'ry grows dimmer
Clouds drift away, sunshine peeps through
Every night no longer you'll haunt me
My conscience is clear, what about you?

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Every day your mem'ry grows dimmer
Clouds drift away, sunshine peeps through
Every night no longer you'll haunt me
My conscience is clear, what about you?...

(Talmadge Tubb)

When we dance together my world's in disguise
It's a fairyland tale that's come true
When you look at me girl with those stars in your eyes
I could waltz across Texas with you.

Waltz across Texas with you in my arms
Waltz across Texas with you
Like a storybook ending I'm lost in your charms
And I could waltz across Texas with you.

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My heartaches and troubles are just up and gone
The moment you come into view
With your hand in mine dear I could dance on and on
And waltz across Texas with you.

Waltz across Texas with you in my arms
Waltz across Texas with you
Like a storybook ending I'm lost in your charms
And I could waltz across Texas with you.

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