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Palomino
03:19
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Palomino
There’s a wild Palomino, high up on Southern hill
Last time I rode him, he gave me quite a spill
But by this time tomorrow, it’s either me or him
There’ll be one of us a standin
the other broken- in
His blue eyes were a ragin
and he dared me to try
I lassoed from a distance
he gave an angry cry
Pulled him up, and I whispered, “now-on it’s you and me”
He seemed to understand it, knew I had to be free
We’ll ride into tomorrow
We’ll meet the rising sun
And face our fears together
so fast we ride as one
Never gonna look back
as far as we can run
And never have to worry no
Salvation has begun
So we ran to the water, we ran to the sea
We ran to the mountains, he’ll never find me
So It’s one for the innocent
It’s one for the free
To find a place for the healing
A time just for me
We’ll ride into tomorrow
We’ll meet the rising sun
And face our fears together
so fast we ride as one
Never gonna look back
as far as we can run
And never have to worry no
cause Salvation has begun
Time hardly ever lets us start again
Ride from your clouds, and live and try to find some peace
That wild Palomino, high up on Southern hill
Ran with me forever, and gave me life anew
Though I’m old now and weary, my thoughts are still with him
He saved my life and brought me home, so I could be with you
We’ll ride into tomorrow
We’ll meet the rising sun
And face our fears together
so fast we ride as one
Never gonna look back
as far as we can run
And never have to worry no
Salvation has begun
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I Don’t Drink But I Am Tonight
Well I don’t drink
but I am tonight
and I don’t flirt
but I think I might
drink a whiskey, and dance, and fight
Gonna make it all… alright tonight
Daddy worked the farm all day
Momma taught us all how to pray
Life was hard but we were fed
We all made the best of it
I met you at my first barn dance
and gave you all my innocence
You broke my heart and walked away
I remembered what momma would say
When you’re down
you push a little harder
make it right
go a little farther
come on girl ya gotta be stronger
time won’t wait on you hut uh
Daddy said you were good for nothin
Momma‘s eyes didn’t need to talk
I should have known, there was always somethin
I figured out I had to walk
I drove down to the Brew and Cue
to get my mind off of you
but you were there and I went red,
and I remembered what my momma said
When you’re down
push a little harder
make it right
go a little farther
come on girl gotta be stronger
time won’t wait on you, … hut uh
Now I don’t drink
but I am tonight
and I don’t flirt
but I think I might
drink a whiskey, and dance, and fight
Gonna make it all… alright tonight
I punched you once
then punched a little harder
To make it right I went a little farther
Now you were red and I was stronger
Just like my momma said
When you’re down
you push a little harder
to make it right
go a little farther
come on girl gotta be stronger
time won’t wait on you
Well I don’t drink
but I am tonight
and I don’t flirt
but I think I might
drink a whiskey and dance and fight
Gonna make it all… alright tonight
I don’t drink
but I am tonight
and I don’t flirt
but I think I might
drink a whiskey and dance and fight
I made it all… alright tonight!
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Possum Head Swamp
03:24
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Possum Head Swamp
The rain falls soft and the tree frogs croak
Since long long time ago
The baby cries and the cupboard’s bare
We’ve no place left to go
Cicadas sing in the summertime
Since long long time ago
Since way before my deadly sin
Sing sweeter now than then
The law is a comin
To take me to my cross
There is no redemption
There only is the loss
The swamp is black as the Texas oil
The gators big and mean
Tied him down to a cypress knee
And I had been redeemed.
The law is a comin
To take me to my cross
There is no redemption
There only is the loss
The rain falls soft and the tree frogs croak
Since long long time ago
The baby cries and the cupboard’s bare
We’ve no place left to go
The law is a comin
To take me to my cross
There is no redemption
There only is loss
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4. |
I Miss NASCAR
03:26
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I Miss NASCAR
Well I ani’t been to a NASCAR race in ages
Not since they started with all those dad burn stages
We used to sit in the Daytona back stretch stands
Watchin Dale and Darryl, and squishin Budwieser cans
Now I’m not a girl whose known to be fickle
Still wearin my hat, had signed by Dick Trickle
Give me back Bill Elliot’s speed
the boys back then were a different breed
Out of turn two with the foot on the floor
and into the third at two hundred and four
Give me a race with a Bodine to hate
And give me a race without restrictor plates
And listen people, between you and me
No one should be driven that number 3.
So give me back Bill Elliot’s speed
the boys back then were a different breed
Out of turn two with the foot on the floor
and into the third at two hundred and four
Give me a race with a Bodine to hate
And give me a race without restrictor plates
And listen people, between you and me
No one should be driven that number 3.
Now I’ve been told they put dirt down at Bristol
And racin in cities? they can stop and get em some Kristol
All I can think, is NASCAR must have been drinkin
I mean seriously yall, what the heck are they thinkin?
And I never cared for road course races
Cars should go fast and turn left ... forget those curvy places
Give me back Bill Elliot’s speed
the boys back then were a different breed
Out of turn two with the foot on the floor
and into the third at two hundred and four
Give me a race with a Bodine to hate
And give me a race without restrictor plates
And listen people, between you and me
No one should be driven that number 3.
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5. |
Goodbye Love
03:28
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Goodbye Love
You move, I move
players in a game
Spirit moves around me
and I wanted you to stay
But I come home and find you
spread across my bed
thrown out and passed out
and still inside my head…
It’s time for goodbye love
there’s nothing more to say
I’ll... never cry love
Even though you’ve hurt me so
The last time was the last time,
and this last time we play
I just can’t hold a memory
You’ll just have to fly away
It’s time for goodbye love
nothing more to say
I’ll... never cry love
Even though you’ve hurt me so
The ghost in my mirror
won’t let me see
my life moving forward
so this time I do believe
It’s time for goodbye love
there’s no more to say
I’ll... never cry love
Even though, you’ve hurt me so
The last time was the last time,
and this last time I’ll say
I just can’t hold a memory
You’ll just have to fly away
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