Shes Liquored Up and Lacquered Down

She’s got the biggest hair in town

Shes Liquored Up and Lacquered Down

Me and my baby gonna make the rounds

Pops the top at six o’clock

Sprays Sides the back and the top ?

A cigarette hangs from her red lips

Teasin hair and an old green slip

Pours herself a drink of gin

She likes the booze cause it keeps her thin

She could a been a beauty queen

But she stayed home and raised a family

Me and my baby gonna paint the town

When we walk into a bar

People think she’s a movie star

The women smirk

But the men just stare

Yeah that’s my baby with the big top hair

Hittin' On Nothin'

You can keep that sweet talk

You can keep those lies

You can keep all those promises

And you can save that jive

You aint hittin on nothin

unless you got something for me

you know you promised me a diamond ring

and now I’ll never forget

cause I aint seen a hide nor a hair

of that diamond yet

all I get is talk talk talk

hit the road Jack

walk walk walk

you now you promised me a mink coat

FOR MY BIRTHDAY

But I ain’t seen a mink, a rat, a rabbit

Or any kind a coat baby

all I get is talk talk talk

get your papers and

walk walk walk

no more talk

Pass the Hatchet

Awa let me chop it baby

You gotta let me chop it

HOW ABOUT A LITTLE BASS (action)?

Let me chop it let me chop it baby

Aw let me chop it let me chop it

Timber!!!

Uh ah

Yeah yeah (Mary)

Yea let me chop it

Chop it now

Chop it chop it

Come on now Pass that hatched to me baby

Put it here?

Corn Liquor

Corn liquor

It sure can burn

Corn liquor

Makes your stomach turn

Corn liquor

Make you go hog wild

Corn liquor

Its just my style

Now way back in the woods

Where I come from

Daddy had a still

and my Momma had a gun

from yonder came a sheriff ?

tried to make us run

momma shot him dead

now I’m an only son

everybody’s got something to loose

hey, everybody

everybody’s got something to loose

a shot of that stuff will make you loose yours too

whoo corn liquor

I said corn liquor

Now mammas back in prison

Its life without parole

Daddy’s down in Georgia

Just a sellin pecan rolls ?

I’m back in this holler

Just a playin my fiddle

And sellin my corn liquor

To the poor sheriff’s widow

Drunk and Lonesome (Again)

Drunk and lonesome again

Who said memories are friend(s)?

Drunk and lonesome again

Back where it all began

Did I meet you in a bar

Did we talk about cars

I was drunk and alone

That’s how you took me home

Was it all just a plan

.. get yourself a man

when your down on your luck

you need someone to touch

solo

now some people are born to repeat

all the mistakes of their past

but then bad luck like her

never seem to last

and if I ever wanna find another

another’s just like you ?

know just what to do

a combination of the two

Hey

Out on the bypass

Not to far

Theres a joint that’s jumpin

When they close up the bar

And If walls could talk man the

Stories they’d tell

Holdin up the roof on the cheap motel

You can rent em all night

But they’re cheaper by the hour

Towels are clean

but they still smell sour

the night clerk’s smiling

cause he’s usually stoned

but you can do out there

what you can’t do at home

there’s cigarette burns

on the table by the bed

and a King James bible

that’s never been read

they got cinder block walls

so you can’t be seen

walkin round naked

by the ice machine

keep it hush hush

cause you never can tell

who you’ll see walking round

the cheap motel

hay

ha ha (mary)

just a holding up the roof

..

of a cheap motel

Just How Lonely

Well Just how lonely can lonely be

I don’t know maybe you can tell me

And I think about you do you think about me

Just how lonely can lonely be

Get in my car

Go to the bar

Stare at the walls

Wondering where you might be

I get back in my car

And I go back home

Stare at the walls

Wondering if you called

Turn on the tv

There’s nothing to see

Something inside

Said give it just a little more time

I’ve cried every day

Since you’ve been away

It just isn’t fair

Why o why do I still care

Don’t want to see your face

I don’t wanna hear your voice

Don’t wanna feel so bad

I sure wish I had a choice

Hey hey hey hey

Yes yall

I’m talking about a little place where I learned to dance

I learned to dance in Mississippi

In a state of reverie

I learned my moves to junior’s groves

In a little shack

By a cotton patch

Now it was country

But it got funky

On Saturday night

Everything’s alright

Cause there aint’ nothing in this world

like Dancin with all them girls

From Mississippi

She did the crawl

The snatch it back

That funky Memphis

Aint that a fact

When lights get low?

We’ll do it slow

We’ll boogaloo

To junior’s grooves

Mississippi

Hey hey…

I learned to dance in Mississippi

In a state of revere

I learned my moves to junior’s groves

In a little shack

By a cotton patch

So do the crawl

The snatch it back

That ? in Memphis

Aint that a fact

Alright yall

It was a Saturday night

Down in holley springs mississippi

I went down to junior kimbrough’s juke joint

Get myself barb’Q ?

A little homade liquor

Whooo and I paid my two dollars to get in

And I saw some dancin going on like I never seen before

In my whole life

Oh yall they had their hands up in the air

And they were going down to the ground real slow

Doing that a mississippi crawl

All over the floor

Then they’d, They’d come back up and the’d

? around and around…

?

I aint never seen nothing like it in my life

And I’ll tell you what

All the suddon everybody

Started going hey hey hey…

King of the Mountain

Got himself a peach colored leisure suit

Hundred dollar bills stuck in Florscheim boots

Smellin’ like a mentholated soda pop

Sure smellin’ sweet when the weather gets hot

If you got a dime

He’s got a dollar

He’s the king of corn and porn

From way back in the holler

(they) call him the king of the mountain

A blue ridge businessman

He’s an independent contractor

Doing the best that he can

Bought himself a camera

Down in GUNTHERSVILLE

Bought it with the money

From a moonshine still

Makin’ hillbilly blue

Way on back on the ridge

Always got a cold diet Pepsi

In his fridge

You can drink it by the glass

You can buy it by the jar

He told my sister

That he’d make her a star

His cash(cask?) flows about a hundred proof ?

Just opened up a line of the tanning booths

Yea and if your cousin comes around

I’ll be sure to give a holler

Damaged Goods

Damaged goods

Damaged goods

Baby I got to move on

Been on the shelf

Just a little too long

Just sittin on a bar stool

Long into the night

(still) Talking bout the woman

I let her ruin my life

And I’m givin all my troubles away

I know what the folks have to say

Lord he’s just damaged goods

Damaged goods

The kind nobody will buy

The kind nobody is willing to try

Can’t remember a love that didn’t make me cry

I can’t recall the where the whats and the whys

I’m feeling like a nobody else

Ever felt as bad as myself

Man I’m just damaged goods

Damaged goods

Baby I gota move on

Honey I just want to be your friend

I aint got no flowers to send

We can just sit alone

Get stoned and go home

Cause you know

In the end ?

Were just damaged goods

Man you gotta move on

Yes I’ve been on the shelf just a little too long

Over It

Whoo whoo over it

Whoo whoo get over it

Whoo whoo over it

Before its over for us

?? stuff ?

give it some time and it all adds up

aint no use in you throwin a fit

couse I aint gonna listen when you’re given me shit

(baby) I don’t want (like) to fight

I don’t like it one bit

Come on baby lets get over it

Come on baby lets get over it

Workin uptight ? mad

wake up in the morning

so tired and sad

I just want ? to apologize

For doing those things

that’ll make you cry

working picking ? stuff ??

give it some time and it all adds up

I just want ? to apologize

For doing those things

that’ll make you cry

Haw River Stomp

Boogie

? (spoken rick)

got a bag of stale Fritos

whole lotta mosquitoes

now I jumpted down

to see the river roll

don’t that mud feel good

when it’s deep’tween your toes

do the haw river stomp

now baby I just wanna play(stay)

down in your(the) mud all day

doing the haw river stomp

I’m like a turtle in the sun

Sittin on a log

Watchin’ them tadpoles turn into frogs

Spend my afternoon

With a bottle of wine

Now I’m creepin along

Like a kudzu vine

(it’s a) Lazy lazy day

Baby can you come out and play

(if) I let me dog run

He’ll come back when he’s done

Chasin them critters away

Yeah yeah

Well I got a ticked to ride this rocket

16 ? in my back pocket

come on baby won’t you take a little ?

?? out of bed ?

I got a ticked to ride on this rocket

? ?? engine ?

?? baby I got to go go go

lonesome traveler ?? take a step ?

step ???

I got a ticket to ride on this here rocket

Hold on

Cause we’ve got a ticket to ride on this here rocket

Woke up in the morning with an aching head

Woke up in a real strange bed

Woke up in the morning well I’ll say it again

And again and again…

Hold on

Alright

Hold on

Ride

(solo)

Woke up in this morning a real strange bed

Woke up in the morning with an ache in my head

Woke up in the morning well I’ll say it again

And again and again…

Instrumental

Here I go fallin down down down

My mind its a blank

My head is spinning around and around

As I go deep into the funnel of love

It’s such a crazy crazy feeling

I get weak in my knees

My poor head it’s a reeling

As I go deep into the funnel of love

I(I’ve) try(tried) and I try to run and hide

I’ve even tried to run away

Just can’t hide from the funnel of love

And Its gonna get you someday