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Big wheels keep on turning 

Carry me home to see my kin 

Singing songs about the Southland 

I miss Alabamy once again 

And I think its a sin, yes



Well I heard mister Young sing about her 

Well, I heard ole Neil put her down 

Well, I hope Neil Young will remember 

A Southern man don't need him around anyhow



Sweet home Alabama 

Where the skies are so blue 

Sweet Home Alabama 

Lord, I'm coming home to you



In Birmingham they love the governor 

Now we all did what we could do 

Now Watergate does not bother me 

Does your conscience bother you? 

Tell the truth



Sweet home Alabama 

Where the skies are so blue 

Sweet Home Alabama 

Lord, I'm coming home to you 

Here I come Alabama



Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers 

And they've been known to pick a song or two 

Lord they get me off so much 

They pick me up when I'm feeling blue 

Now how about you?



Sweet home Alabama 

Where the skies are so blue 

Sweet Home Alabama 

Lord, I'm coming home to you



Sweet home Alabama 

Oh sweet home baby 

Where the skies are so blue 

And the governor's true 

Sweet Home Alabama 

Lordy 

Lord, I'm coming home to you 

Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer

I was cutting the rug 

Down at a place called The Jug 

With a girl named Linda Lu 

When in walked a man 

With a gun in his hand 

And he was looking for you know who. 

He said, "Hey there fellow, 

With the hair colored yellow, 

Watcha tryin' to prove? 

'Cause that's my woman there 

And I'm a man who cares 

And this might be all for you."



I was scared and fearing for my life. 

I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree. 

'Cause he was lean, mean, 

Big and bad, Lord, 

Pointin' that gun at me. 

I said, "Wait a minute, mister, 

I didn't even kiss her. 

Don't want no trouble with you. 

And I know you don't owe me 

But I wish you'd let me 

Ask one favor from you."



(Chorus) 

"Won't you give me three steps, 

Gimme three steps mister, 

Gimme three steps towards the door? 

Gimme three steps 

Gimme three steps mister, 

And you'll never see me no more."



Well the crowd cleared away 

And I began to pray 

As the water fell on the floor. 

And I'm telling you son, 

Well, it ain't no fun 

Staring straight down a forty-four. 

Well he turned and screamed at Linda Lu 

And that's the break I was looking for. 

And you could hear me screaming a mile away 

As I was headed out towards the door.



(Chorus)

Mama told me when I was young 

Come sit beside me, my only son 

And listen closely to what I say. 

And if you do this 

It will help you some sunny day. 

Take your time... Don't live too fast, 

Troubles will some and they will pass. 

Go find a woman and you'll find love, 

And don't forget son, 

There is someone up above.



(Chorus) 

And be a simple kind of man. 

Be something you love and understand. 

Be a simple kind of man. 

Won't you do this for me son, 

If you can?



Forget your lust for the rich man's gold 

All that you need is in your soul, 

And you can do this if you try. 

All that I want for you my son, 

Is to be satisfied.



(Chorus)



Boy, don't you worry... you'll find yourself. 

Follow you heart and nothing else. 

And you can do this if you try. 

All I want for you my son, 

Is to be satisfied.



(Chorus)

Going down to the swamp 

Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon 

Well, I'm going down to the swamp 

Gonna watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon 

You know the hounddog make-a music 

On a summer night under a full moon



Lord, fetch my cane pole mama 

Gonna catch a bream or maybe two 

Lord, fetch my cane pole mama 

Gonna catch a bream or maybe two 

And when the hound dog start barkin' 

Sounds like ol' Son House singin' the blues



(chorus) 

Hound dog sing that 

Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music 

Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music 

When the hound dog starts singin' 

I ain't got them big ol' city blues



Well, hey pretty mama 

Lord, just take that city hike 

Said go ahead pretty mama 

Lord, just take your city hike 

Well, I'd rather live with the hound dogs 

For the rest of my natural born life



(chorus) 

Singing that 

Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music 

Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music 

Well, I'd rather live with the hounddogs 

For the rest of my natural born life 

Well, I'd wanna live with the hound dogs 

For the rest of my natural born life

Thirty days, lord and thirty nights 

I'm comin' home on an airplane flight 

Mama waitin' at the ticket line 

Tell me son why do you stand there cryin'



(chorus) 

It was the needle and the spoon 

And a trip to the moon 

Took me away, took me away



I've been feelin' so sick and tired 

Got to get better, lord before I die 

Seven doctors couldn't help my head, they said 

You better quit, son before your dead



(chorus) 

Quit the needle. Quit the spoon 

Quit the trip to the moon 

We gonna take you away. Lord, we gonna take you away 



(spoken) 

It was the needle and the spoon 



I've seen a lot of people who thought they were cool 

But then again, lord I've seen a lot of fools 

Well, I hope you people, lord can hear what I say 

You'll have your chance to hit it some day





(chorus) 

Don't mess with the needle or a spoon 

Or any trip to the moon 

It'll take you away



Lord, their gonna bury you boy 

Don't mess with the needle 

Now I know, I know, I know...

New York City is a thousand miles away 

And if you ask me, I'll tell you that's OK 

Now I'm not trying to put the big apple down 

'Cause they don't need a man like me in town 

I pick cotton down on the Dixie line 

Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime 

But that's allright, that's OK by me 

'Cause that's the way that it was meant to be



Big city, hard times don't bother me 

I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be



I don't like smoke chokin' up my air 

And some of those city folks well they don't care 

I don't like cars buzzing around 

I don't even want a piece of concrete in my town 

I like sunshine, fresh clean air 

Makes me feel like you wouldn't care but 

that's all right, each to his own 

But one smell from the city 

And this country boy is gone 

Big city, hard times don't bother me 

I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be



Well, I don't want to even read about it



Let me tell you something, let me tell you true 

What's right for me might not be right for you 

Well, you live your way, I'll live mine 

And I hope that your happy all the time 

I pick cotton down on the Dixie line 

Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime 

But that's all right, that's OK by me 

'Cause that's the way that it was supposed to be





Big city, hard times never bother me 

I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be



Let me tell ya, ... I said 

Big city, hard times never bother me 

I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be 

Ooh, that's my way, baby 

I don't want you to even tell me about the big city 

I don't want to read about it...

Well, its 8 o'clock in Boise, Idaho 

I'll find my limo driver 

Mister, take us to the show 

I done made some plans for later on tonight 

I'll find a little queen 

And I know I can treat her right.



(Chorus) 

What's your name, little girl? 

What's your name? 

Shootin' you straight, little girl? 

Won't you do the same?.



Back at the hotel 

Lord we got such a mess 

It seems that one of the crew 

Had a go with one of the guests, oh yes 

Well, the police said we can't drink in the bar 

What a shame 

Won't you come upstairs girl 

And have a drink of champagne



What's your name, little girl? 

What's your name? 

Shootin' you straight, little girl? 

For there ain't no shame.



(Chorus) 



(Chorus) 



9 o'clock the next day 

And I'm ready to go 

I got six hundred miles to ride 

To do one more show, oh no 

Can I get you a taxi home 

It sure was grand 

When I come back here next year 

I wanna see you again



What was your name, little girl? 

What's your name? 

Shootin' you straight, little girl? 

Well there ain't no shame 

What was your name, little girl? 

What's your name? 

Shootin' you straight, little girl? 

Won't you do the same?

"Let's pick it up, huh? 



Well, I'll tell you plainly baby 

What I plan to do 

Well, I may be crazy baby 

But I ain't no fool 

Your daddy's rich, mama 

And you're overdue 

But I ain't the one, baby 

Been messing with you 

Got bells in your mind, baby its easy to see 

I think its time for me to move along baby 

I do believe



"Oh you're tryin to put a hook in me baby"



Now your're talking jive, baby 

When you say to me 

Your daddy gonna take us in mama 

'N take care of me 

You know and I know, baby 

I ain't the one 

I never hurt you sweet heart 

Oh lord never pulled my gun 

Got bells in your mind, baby 

Oh its easy to see 

I think its time for me to move along I do believe 

Time for me to put my boots out in the street 

Walk on



Well all right there missy, let me tell you a thing or two 



Now your're talking jive, baby 

When you say to me 

Your daddy gonna take us in mama 

'N take care of me 

You know and I know, baby 

I ain't the one 

I never hurt you sweet heart 

Oh lord never pulled my gun 

Got rings in your eyes, baby 

Its easy to see 

I think its time for me to move along I do believe 

Oh I think I'm in some kind of conspiracy

Well everytime that I come home nobody wants to let me be 

It seems that all the friends I got just got to come interrogate me 

Well, I appreciate your feelings and I don't want to pass you by 

But I don't ask you about your business, don't ask me about mine



Well its true I love the money and I love my brand new car 

I like drinkin' the best of whiskey and playing in a honky tonk bar 

But when I come off the road, well I just got to have my time 

'Cause I got to find a break in this action, else I'm gonna lose my mind



(Chorus) 

So, don't ask me no questions 

And I won't tell you no lies 

So, don't ask me about my business 

And I won't tell you goodbye



That's right



Well, "what's your favorite color and do you dig the brothers," is drivin' me up a wall 

And everytime I think I can sleep, some fool has got to call 

Well don't you think that when I come home, I just want a little peace of mind 

If you want to talk about the business buddy, you're just wastin' time



(Chorus)



I said don't ask no stupid questions and I won't send you away 

If you want to talk fishin, well I guess that'll be OK

Life is so strange when its changin', yes indeed 

Well I've seen the hard times and the pressure's been on me 

But I keep on workin' like the workin' man do 

And I've got my act together, gonna walk all over you



(chorus) 

Gimme back my bullets 

Put 'em back where they belong 

Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun 

Ain't gonna see no more damage done 

Gimme back my bullets



Sweet talkin' people done ran me out of town 

And I drank enough whiskey to float a battleship around 

But I'm leavin' this game one step ahead of you 

And you will not hear me cry 'cause I do not sing the blues



(chorus) 

Gimme back my bullets 

Put 'em back where they belong 

Ain't foolin' around 'cause I done had my fun 

Ain't gonna see no more damage done 

Gimme back, gimme back my bullets 

Oh, put 'em back... where they belong



Been up and down since I turned seventeen 

Well I've been on top, and then it seems I lost my dream 

But I got it back, I'm feelin' better everyday 

Tell all those pencil pushers, better get out of my way



(chorus) 

Gimme back my bullets 

Put 'em back where they belong 

Ain't foolin' around, 'cause I done had my fun 

Ain't gonna see no more damage done 

Gimme back, gimme back my bullets 

Oh put 'em back where they belong 

Gimme back my bullets

Two feets they come a creepin' 

Like a black cat do 

And two bodies are lyin' naked 

Creeper think he got nothin' to lose 

So he creeps into this house, yeah 

And unlocks the door 

And while a man reaching for his trousers 

Shoots him full of .38 holes



(Chorus) 

Its a Saturday night special 

Got a barrel that's blue and cold 

Ain't no good for nothin' 

But put a man six feet in a hole



Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskey 

And playing poker on a losin' night 

Pretty soon, Big Jim starts a thinkin' 

Somebody been cheatin' and lyin' 

So Big Jim commences to fightin' 

I wouldn't tell you no lie 

And Big Jim done grab his pistol 

Shot his friend right between the eyes



(Chorus)



Hand guns are made for killin' 

Ain't no good for nothin' else 

And if you like your whiskey 

You might even shoot yourself 

So why don't we dump 'em people 

To the bottom of the sea 

Before some fool come around here 

Wanna shoot either you or me

Little bit of Bakersfield 



I'm a honky tonk night time man 

I can't stand no light 

I'm a honky tonk night time man 

I can't stand no light 

I get my rest in the day time 

Do my runnin' around at night 



I had the blues this morning 

Had the blues all day today 

I had the blues this morning 

Had the blues all day today 

Well I wish a tornado 

Come and blow my blues away, away 

That's what I said, take 'em away 



Sounds like Roy 

Yeah 



And then my heart starts beatin' 

When that sun starts sinkin' low 

Well my heart starts beatin' 

When that sun starts sinkin' low 

When the shadows fall 

I know its time for me to go



Billy Powell on piano 



Oh Barry, play me some dobro 



I'm a honky tonk night time man 

I can't stand no light 

I'm a honky tonk night time man 

I can't stand no light 

I get my rest in the day time 

I do my runnin' around, round at night 

I get my rest in the day time 

Gets that old love sweet stuff at night

Seven years of hard luck, comin' down on me 

From the Florida border, yea up to Nashville Tennessee 

I worked in every joint you can name, mister every honkytonk 

Along come Mr Yankee Slicker, sayin' maybe you're what I want 



(Chorus) 

Want you to sign your contract 

Want you to sign today 

Gonna give you lots of money 

Workin' For MCA



9000 dollars, that's all we could win 

But we smiled at the Yankee Slicker with a big ol' Southern grin 

They're gonna take me out to California gonna make me a superstar 

Just pay me all of my money and mister maybe you won't get a scar



(Chorus)



Suckers took my money since I was seventeen 

If it ain't no pencil pusher, it got to be a honkytonk queen 

But I'll sign my contract baby, and I wan't you people to know 

That every penny that I make, I'm gonna see where my money goes



(Chorus)

Well I've been ridin' a winning horse for a long, long time 

Sometimes I wonder is this the end of the line 

No one should take advantage of who they are 

No man has got it made 

If he thinks he does, he's wrong



(chorus) 

Every mother's son better hear what I say 

Every mother's son will rise and fall someday



I've seen it happen so many times, so many times before 

Some man got so much money he doesn't worry no more 

Or he's got such a pretty woman that'll treat him fine 

Well my friend has been a fool 

It happens everytime



(chorus)



I'm not tryin' to preach to no one, to no one at all 

I've seen so many of my good friends just rise to fall 

'Cause they got so much money or a woman so fine 

Well my friends have all been fools, it happens every time



(chorus)





What I say 

(chorus)





What I say 

Oh, every mother's son will rise and fall someday

I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side 

Blue skies hangin' over my head I got 500 miles to ride 

I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a latenight show 

I hope the people are ready there 'cause the boys are all ready to go



(Chorus) 

Well, I'm a whiskey rock-a-roller 

That's what I am 

Women, whiskey and miles of travellin' 

Is all I understand



I was born a travellin' man and my feets do burn the ground 

I don't care for fancy music if your shoes can't shuffle around 

I got a 100 women or more and there's no place I call home 

The only time I'm satisfied is when I'm on the road



(Chorus) 

Sometimes I wonder where will we go



Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll 

Take me down to Memphis town, busdriver get me there 

I got me a queenie she got longbrown curly hair 

She likes to drink Old Grandad and her shoes do shuffle around 

And everytime I see that gal 

Lord she wants to take me down



(Chorus) 

Sometimes I wonder where will we go 

Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll

Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars 

Oak tree you're in my way 

There's too much coke and too much smoke 

Look what's going on inside you 

Ooooh that smell 

Can't you smell that smell 

Ooooh that smell 

The smell of death surrounds you 



Angel of darkness is upon you 

Stuck a needle in your arm 

So take another toke, have a blow for your nose 

One more drink fool, will drown you 

Ooooh that smell 

Can't you smell that smell 

Ooooh that smell 

The smell of death surrounds you



Now they call you Prince Charming 

Can't speak a word when you're full of 'ludes 

Say you'll be all right come tomorrow 

But tomorrow might not be here for you 

Ooooh that smell 

Can't you smell that smell 

Ooooh that smell 

The smell of death surrounds you



Hey, you're a fool you 

Stick them needles in your arm 

I know I been there before



One little problem that confronts you 

Got a monkey on your back 

Just one more fix, Lord might do the trick 

One hell of a price for you to get your kicks 

Ooooh that smell 

Can't you smell that smell 

Ooooh that smell 

The smell of death surrounds you 

Ooooh that smell 

Can't you smell that smell 

Ooooh that smell 

The smell of death surrounds you