Sittin' by the TV, sittin', drinkin' my wine My friends all say that I'm wasting time I'm gonna wait right here just to get the right meat I been waiting
(Dr. Richard Peddicord) My mama told me when I was born She said the city is gonna be your soil Raise all eight children Work all your life Pray you don
(Randy Holden) Once I had a woman She said goodbye to me Now I have a little good friend in my world A honey butter love. Good God!
I'm dealing from the bottom And you don't stand a chance There's the dead man's hand again When the deck is stacked against you You can always fold your
(Dr. Richard Peddicord) I know this girl from London She owns a house up on Fitching Row And every night she takes some strange man to her room At the
(Norman Mayall, Gary L. Yoder, & G.R. Grelecki) Yes I am the Hiway Man I played my hand and I won Rode on down from Richmond Join the other side War was
(Bruce Stephens) I want my baby back Hey, give her to me Want my baby back now Everybody must see She went away and left me In misery. I want my baby
I packed everything I own and I put it in a knapsack I'm leaving Birmingham, yes, I am, and I ain't lookin' back I bought me a guitar and I wrote a song
(Norman Mayall & Kent Housman) It's not the Devil that you conjure When you turn your back on me You'll just be looking in the shadows I'm the light,
(Bob Dylan) I got on a train I can't buy a thrill Well I been up all night, child Leaning on a window sill But if I die on top of the hill If I don't
When Lester was a little bitty baby Mama told him, "Son, never be kind to strangers And always carry a gun" And Lester vowed to make her proud Until
(Bruce Stephens) Lovin' you's easy, this time I want more Cause I can count on arms when I'm sad When you touch me, I feel higher than before You never
C'mon, mm-hmm You the kind of person with money in your hand You drive around town in a chauffeured sedan You might have a stand but let me tell you
(Dickie Peterson & Leigh Stephens) Instrumental jammin'
Love of a woman She's 'sposed to be a very special thing Love of a woman She's 'sposed to be a very special thing Love of a woman That is 'sposed to
(Dickie Peterson) You say your mama, she don't understand You hang around with a Rock 'n Roll band I guess she don't know that you're a superstar. I
1 2 3 4 Well, I was born standing up I'm gonna die laying down I laugh like your baby Lord, I cry like your clown I tell you baby, I'm all through I'
Gypsy woman told my mama 'while 'fore I was born Got a boy child comin' mama he'll be a bad one, now I'll make all you little girls turn your heads around