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Lettin' Ronnie Drive
02:38
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It's about time that I roll
I'm gonna hit that road and go
This contemplatin' suicide
has been killin' me
I'm gonna string up my guitar
and fill me up a few mason jars
There's some people
that I just gotta see
I'll be smokin' all the way up I-5
Gettin' high and lettin' Ronnie Milsap drive
I'm goin' back where I belong
Lord knows I've been tryin'
to untangle up my mind
All it's done is drive me crazy
Doin' what I should
ain't been doin' me no good
Things done fell to hell now
anyway
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2. |
Remington
02:11
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I lived in the country most of my life
When I turned 6 I got a pocket knife
When I turned 10 I got my first shotgun
One hell of a nice Remington
I never understood how people live down here
Scared of everything and insincere
Scared of my knife, scared of my gun
Guess they never saw no Remington
Most people I know never been to the hills
They're too damn busy chasin' dollar bills
No cell phone reception once you get up there
If you wanna survive you gotta be aware
Don't keep it loaded in the cab, wait 'til you're on foot
You probably won't need it but it still don't hurt
It ain't like a rifle that you gotta sight in
You can't miss nothin' with a Remington
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3. |
Achin'
02:33
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Well, it's been a month of Sundays
since I kissed my baby goodbye
And I'm drivin' down that interstate
with tears fallin' from my eyes
A song comes on the radio
and it's such a lonesome sound
I'm goin' home to an empty bed
where my baby can't be found
And I can't drink enough
to get her off of my mind
She's gone away to another town
and left me far behind
I don't know if I can go
another day like this
Missin' my baby
and achin' for her kiss
My friends are drinkin' at the bar
and I'm just standin' round
Starin' at the jukebox
and it's such a lonesome sound
"Walkin' After Midnight" plays
and I'll have me another round
Then I'm goin' home to be alone
because my baby can't be found
And I can't drink enough
to get her off of my mind
She's gone away to another town
and left me far behind
I don't know if I can go
another day like this
Missin' my baby
and achin' for her kiss
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4. |
2,000 Miles Ago
03:16
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I won't apologize
for lettin' the flowers in your garden die
I've traveled roads both low and high
since the mountain last seen snow
Regret to me is nothin' new
I just go on livin' like I do
and the memory of me and you
is back 2,000 miles ago
And I've held the Bible in my hand
Beggin' the Lord to understand
And to guide me as I go across this land
and have some pity on a poor vagabond man
I seen the forests burn and the rivers swell
and my reflection look like hell
in the mirror of a cheap hotel
when I had nowheres else to go
I got a bellyful of my mistakes
2,000 miles can't quite erase
but don't listen for the steps I take, girl,
outside of your windown
And I've held the Bible in my hand
Beggin' the Lord to understand
And to guide me as I go across this land
and have some mercy on a poor vagabond man
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I gave up my drinkin' four years ago
and I done pretty good on the straight and narrow
But I'm a headed up to Heppner for a big package show
and them Oregon cowgirls don't like hearin' no
It's hard stayin' sober in Heppner
when the Pendleton is pourin' like rain
And I'll be seein' some friends
from back in my devilish days
Lord, help me to turn down the bottle
and give me the strength to do right
Because it's hard stayin' sober
in Heppner, Oregon tonight
I went from a life with four wheels for a home
to a guitar pickin' daddy with no wife to show
I met all of my wild side that I care to know
Lord, don't let Heppner make me weak and low
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6. |
Weed & Songs
02:32
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I've been smokin' this dope all day long
Hell, I didn't even notice that my sugar was gone
But I'm doin' alright bein' high and alone
Guess I won't be seein' that heifer 'til the cows come home
I've been gettin' by
by gettin' high
and movin' on
I've been gettin' by
by bettin' high
on weed and songs
A friend of mine called and said 'hit that road'
So me and Roy Dean set us up some shows
We're doin' just fine just gettin' stoned
We're doin' just fine just gettin' stoned
We're doin' just fine just gettin' stoned
We're doin' just fine just gettin' stoned
We've been gettin' by
by gettin' high
and movin' along
We've been gettin' by
by gettin' high
on weed and songs
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7. |
I'll Ride That Train
02:17
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Hear the tremble on the track,
that's me comin' on down the line
Headin' for the better,
leavin' the worst behind
I've shared a hobo's sorrow
and drunk my share of railroad wine
I might show a little damage baby
but I'll pull into the yard on time
I might be slow gettin' up
but I won't stay down
And I'll ride that train
when it comes around
I'm always at the railway station
with my grip packed up to go
I got a billion stars to guide me
and a million friends that I don't know
I got time to serve and hell to pay
but they got to catch me though
I keep changin' boxcars with the wind
whichever way it blows
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I ain't afraid to feel the pain
I've been hurtin' my whole life
So get me to the train
and I'll ride out of here tonight
I know where I ain't wanted
and I know where I need to be
and hangin' round with you, girl
just ain't workin' out for me
If I'm gonna be lonely
I might as well be alone
And mama you can be
unhappy on your own
If I'm gonna be lonely
I might as well be alone
Ain't no need in sayin' sorry
Just let them big wheels roll
I ain't afraid of bein' low
I've been looked down on all my life
So get me to that border
and I'll ride over it tonight
I know where I ain't wanted
and I know where I need to be
and hangin' round you people
just ain't workin' out for me
If I'm gonna be lonely
I might as well be alone
and you people can be
unhappy on your own
If I'm gonna be lonely
I might as well be alone
Ain't no need in sayin' sorry
Just let them big wheels roll
on...
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Felix Thursday Grenada, California
Former Cheatin' Heart, current intermittent performer. Latest album End Time Jubilee out on Ruckus in the Records.
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