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Sorry Times
03:11
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Well we’re living in some sorry times
Ain’t got a politician worth a dime
They’re rotten on either side
Only open their mouths to eat or lie
And they’ll promise you the moon
They’ll promise you the sky
They’ll kiss your little baby
Right before they steal you blind
They say, “Lady, you didn’t even vote
You got no right to bellyache”
But the sky’s getting dark with greedy buzzards
And your ballot’s just a list of snakes
But I’m trying not to look back
But the jackals are snapping at my heels
I’m trying not to look back
I’m running for the hills
Yeah we’re living in some dangerous times
Cassandra would’ve had a fit
Rich murderers go scott-free
Then get rich writing books about it
Then they’ll turn it into a TV movie
With a star-studded cast
Glow-in-the-dark toy knives with each purchase
Come and get em while they last
Yeah we’re living in some evil times
Old Elijah would’ve had a fit
They’ll teach you how to rob
Show you how to kill
Right there on the TV set
Lord, I’m trying not to look back
Lest I return to salt
When the fire and the brimstone
Begin to fall
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2. |
Mardi Gras
03:32
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Well I bought myself a ticket
On the southern line
Yes I bought myself a ticket
Really going this time
Gotta shake off these blues
I caught from St. Valentine
So I’m going down to Mardi Gras
Everything’ll be just fine
Well I wonder if you’ll miss me
When I’m gone
But I’m getting tired
Writing love songs
‘Cause I can see you’ve still got your fingers
In your ears
I’ve had the Valentine blues
Just about all year
So I’m going down to Mardi Gras
Going to Mardi Gras
On the southern line
Yeah I’m going down to Mardi Gras
Going to Mardi Gras
Everything’ll be just fine
Ol’ Bacchus is a-whispering
In my ear
And Mr. Zulu
Is shaking that spear
And Endymion says he’s got a good joke
For me to hear
Gotta shake off these blues
I need a Dixie beer
So I’m going down to Mardi Gras
Going to Mardi Gras
On the southern line
Yeah I’m going down to Mardi Gras
Going to Mardi Gras
Everything’ll be just fine
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3. |
Let Mama Drive
03:32
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I remember laughing in the backseat of her car
When we’d get airborne on the bumps we’d scream for more
She’d say, “Sit back girls and hold on tight”
Go mama, don’t worry about the blue lights
Go mama, we can beat them blue lights
Yeah zero to sixty in under six seconds
Makes you feel like you’re on top of the world
Zero to sixty in under six seconds
Makes you forget you’re just a girl
Makes you forget you’re just a girl
She could’ve been the best race car driver in the world
She would've blown them Nascar wimps away
Her Delta ‘98 was just a yellow blur
Go mama, don’t worry about them blue lights
Go mama, we can beat them blue lights
Yeah zero to sixty in under six seconds
Makes you feel like you’re on top of the world
Zero to sixty in under six seconds
Makes you forget you’re just a girl
Makes you forget you’re just a girl
She could dodge a possum in the road going 105
We’d beg, “Oh, daddy, please let mama drive”
She knows where she’s going, she makes real good time
Go mama, don’t worry about them blue lights
Go mama, we can beat them blue lights
Yeah zero to sixty in under six seconds
Makes you feel like you’re on top of the world
Zero to sixty in under six seconds
Makes you forget you’re just a girl
Makes you forget you’re just a girl
Yeah zero to sixty in under six seconds
Makes you feel like you’re on top of the world
Zero to sixty in under six seconds
Makes you forget you’re just a girl
Makes you forget you’re just a girl, yeah
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4. |
Rouge
02:53
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Hey girl, you got your lipstick on
Pantyhose and lace
Dab a little of that sweet perfume
Put some rouge on your face
A little rouge on your face
A little rouge on your face
Step out into the light
When they pass by in their cars at night
Everything just might be alright
With a little rouge on your face
A little rouge on your face
A little rouge on your face
Don't you know we all do it
Anybody can get down to it
If you really want to get paid for it
Put some rouge on your face
A little rouge on your face
A little rouge on your face
You can charge by the hour
You can charge by the minute
You can charge by the second
With some rouge on your face
A little rouge on your face
A little rouge on your face
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5. |
Arrowheads
04:20
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Look at my feet as I walk alone
Through the muddy fields and the rain
To find a token of love’s first sting
In the muddy cotton rows of early spring
So I’m searching for arrowheads in the rain
Cupid, where are you now?
You let loose a crooked arrow to fall
Then you turn tail and flew away
So I listen for you among the crow calls
And I search with a bowed head in the rain
Through a misty gust of fog
I blink my eyes to remember the throb
Of that ancient precious wound
That’s been covered long ago by a scar
So I’m searching for arrowheads in the rain
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6. |
Road to Canaan
03:14
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Listen to the hillside singing
Singing a secret lullaby
Gather around beloved
To hear her secret lullaby
Listen, listen
To the long empty highway’s thunderstorm sky
Listen, listen
To learn her songs by and by
On the road to Canaan
On the way to the promised land
On the road to Canaan
On the way to the promised land
On the road to Canaan
On the way to the promised land
On the road to Canaan
On the way to the promised land
We'll walk and we’ll never be weary
There’ll be no blisters on our feet
And this heavy load to carry
Will forevermore cease to be
And the storm clouds will guide us
The pillar of fire will light the way
The hillsides are singing
All along the narrow way
On the road to Canaan
On the way to the promised land
On the road to Canaan
On the way to the promised land
On the road to Canaan
On the way to the promised land
On the road to Canaan
On the way to the promised land
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7. |
Trailer Bride
03:43
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Bad weather, they said it on the radio
Mobile homes ain’t safe in a tornado
But I’m brave and my hairy man’s by my side
It’s so exciting to be a trailer bride
I’m a trailer bride
Someday I’ll get me a double-wide
I’m a trailer bride
I’m a trailer bride
Met my baby at the laundromat
Skoal kisses, oh man, that’s where it’s at
Now he’s with his buddies shooting at some deer
Know he’s drinking, hope he brings home some of that beer
I’m a trailer bride
Someday I’ll get me a double-wide
I’m a trailer bride
I’m a trailer bride
Know I’m sexy, my hair’s in a poodle perm
Men, they stare, but I don’t give a dern
Tight jeans are never out of style
Let’s go hang out at Walmart for a while
I’m a trailer bride
Someday I’ll get me a double-wide
I’m a trailer bride
I’m a trailer bride
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8. |
Maudlin
03:07
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Feeling a little bit maudlin
Since the carnival rolled to town
But I got my smile painted on under the neon
‘Cause the carnival’s in town
Well I used to be the bearded woman
‘Til I fell for a ferris wheel man
Thought he’d like me to shave
But he left me that day
For a tightrope-walking girl
Yeah I’m feeling a little bit maudlin
Under the big-top sky
Think I'll let my balloons escape to the moon
‘Fore I let them see me cry
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9. |
Landyacht Take Me Home
02:35
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15-501 runs right by my front door
Hit the Chatham County line
Push the pedal to the floor
Landyacht, take me home
I’m running late
Been running late since the day I was born
Just a few more miles
Just a few more miles
Just a few more miles
Mama’s flying home
Feel the way the car likes to shimmy and sway
Just like my man
He can shimmy that way
Don’t like the look of those headlights in my rearview
Break out in a cold sweat like the fear of the law will do
Policeman, go away
I’m trying to drive straight
But I’m running late
I’m running late
I’m running late
Landyacht, take me home
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10. |
Chatham Co. Militia
02:57
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Well he bought him a gun and some ammunition
And a special scope for night vision
Look away
Look away
Look away, Dixieland
Says he starting up the Chatham County Militia
I beg him please don't start the militia
Look away
Look away
Look away, Dixieland
‘Cause if you live by the sword you’ll die by the sword
And I can’t see nothing worth dying for
Look away
Look away
Look away, Dixieland
Look away
Your children have been conquered, Dixieland
They say one county government is coming soon
We gotta arm ourselves, we gotta bomb some things
Look away
Look away
Look away, Dixieland
Well the rest of the country can just go to hell
But do we have to follow them?
Look away
Look away
Look away, Dixieland
Look away
Your children have been conquered, Dixieland
Baby, please don’t start the Chatham County Militia
Them loaded guns are gonna make me miss you
Look away
Look away
Look away, Dixieland
Look away
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11. |
Sway
02:57
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A lone strand silky catches the light
Of a web barely started in the newness of night
It’s not strong enough yet to catch a moth in flight
But it sways like it knows
Some day it just might
It sways like it knows it just might
Go ahead and sway
With her mailbox flag a-flying
She picks her numbers for the man
She might just win a million
Yeah, she knows that she can
Like wilderness dreams of the promised land
She might just win a million off of Ed McMahon
And she sways like she knows she just might
Go ahead and sway
She stands with arms outstretched in the rain and the sun
She waits for the wind to help her get her job done
With her smiling tin-plate face and her faded dress cut low
She sways like she knows she's not just a scarecrow
She sways like she knows
Go ahead and sway
Go ahead and sway, sway, sway
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12. |
Flying Saucer
02:55
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13. |
Trains at Night
04:17
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We’d drive west ‘cross the state line
Wandering in fields
Taking our time
And hold hands in the thunderstorms
Stare up at the sky
For a sign
The trains at night would sing us to sleep
The trains at night sang our love song
Do you remember the warm summer rain?
Fat lazy raindrops on the windowpane
We lay entwined in the darkness
To listen for the distant train
The trains at night would sing us to sleep
The trains at night sang our love song
Sang our love song
Oh no, that was a long time ago
So I wrote this song to let you know
That even when we grow too old to hear
That distant song will still be sweet in my ear
The trains at night would sing us to sleep
The trains at night sang our love song
Sang our love song
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