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Cold Beer In My Hand
02:03
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Rid the Afternoon Pain
With a cold beer in my hand
It's the only way to start
and it's the best place to land
I miss the girl that I've know
Need to drink her off my mind
Miss the girl that I've know
Time to drink her off my mind
Mama help me pack my bags
I'm leaving to the shore
When I get my cold size pack
I'm never coming back no more
Rid the Afternoon Pain
With a cold beer in my hand
It's the only way to start
and it's the best place to land
All I need is you
Like a flower needs the rain
All I need is you
Help wash down that pain
Rid the afternoon pain rid the afternoon pain
Mama help me pack my bags
I'm leaving to the shore
When I get my cold six pack
I'm never coming back no more
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Gone With The Rising Sun
02:45
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I’m leaving here tomorrow
On a Nashville bound train
Through the Shenandoah valley
Over the Smokey mountain range
Across the hills of Kentucky, I wanna be like Johnny Cash flip my middle finger, dressed in black
Gone Gone Gone
Like the wind, pain and the guns
Gone Gone Gone
With the rising sun
I’m leaving here tomorrow on a Hollywood bound plane
Over the Mississippi delta
Top the Oklahoma plains
Over the canyons and the prairies I wanna be like James Dean I wanna be cool and I wanna be clean
Gone Gone Gone
Like the moon, stars and the sun
Gone Gone Gone
With the rising sun
I’m leaving here tomorrow on Montgomery bound train
Through the Shenandoah valley
Over the Smokey Mountain range
Across the hills of Kentucky, I wanna be like hank set the woods on fire
Call me the timber snake
Gone Gone Gone
Like the days, times, their done
Gone Gone Gone
With the rising sun
Gone Gone Gone
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Still Alone In the End
02:08
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I was under my hood when my cell phone rang
You can’t climb a bloody mountain in the pouring rain
You don’t give a damn about the miles I drove
From Oklahoma City out to New Mexico
When the days turn into nights and the nights divide the day, I’m still alone in the end
I put my cap on when the doorbell rang
Try to hide from world try to hide from the pain
And you don’t give a damn about what I see
You won’t cross the county line until the blue lights leave
When the days turn into nights and the nights divide the day, I’m still alone in the end
When the days turn into nights and the nights divide the day, I’m still alone in the end
I put my head down when the angels sing
Breathe through my lungs and try to tug that chain
And you don’t give a damn about what I believe
What’s a penny worth to the man that bleeds
When the days turn into nights and the nights divide the day, I’m still alone in the end
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Hiding Place
02:58
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Don't turn your back if you think it's over
Don't walk away in the bottom of the 9th
Rain is often followed by a rainbow
I wish rockets would only fly in July
I thought my Chevrolet would roll on forever
I thought my boots were made to fly
Help me find my way
Lift me up out of this hiding place
Help me find my way
Lucks not always found in a clover
The cards are not always what your dealt
I wish the train would always roll into the station
I wish it was back when I was 12
I thought my boot would stay black forever
I thought my Chevrolet would roll on through the night
Help me find my way
Lift me up out of this hiding place
So it can be just you and me
Don't turn your back if you think it's over
Don't walk away in the bottom of the 9th
I wish rain was often followed by a rainbow
I wish rockets would only fly in July
Help me find my way
Lift me up out of this hiding place
So it can be you and me
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5. |
The Great Midwest
02:52
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1991 was the year I left the sun
headed east to find a new way
The fan-belt didn't lie and the oil pressure light
glowed heavy on my face
Everybody wants something better
Something better than the last
(I know you want me, want me to go but I don’t know I don’t know the way)
The A/C had no cold the gas gauge was reading low
but I never looked back at that chase
Greyhounds were made to run down the highway in the setting sun
Use a dime to call your mom but not your dad
Everybody wants something better
Something better than the last
(I know you want me, want me to go but I don’t know I don’t know the way)
The land of the golden sun meets the great mid-west
then eats the big red apple
Everybody wants something better
Something better than the past
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6. |
Ode To Whiskey Mountain
02:17
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Leaving my home up in Massachusetts
Snowflakes are blowing across the sky -------
The Turnpike’s loaded with trailers and truckers
Heading out cross the NY state line -------
Mama won’t you drive me up Ole Whiskey Mountain
Drop the throttle right down and fly into the night
Mama won’t you drive me up Ole Whiskey Mountain
400 to the floor your sucking dust from behind
My wallets in the dash I left beers in the cupboard
The moons overhead I got glare in my eyes -----
Now day break is here 500 miles behind me
Nothing has changed but the changing of time-----
Mama won’t you drive me up Ole Whiskey Mountain
Drop the throttle right down and fly into the night
Mama won’t you drive me up Ole Whiskey Mountain
Put the pedal to the metal we’ll leave them all behind
Mama don’t let your babies grow up
To be cowboys, ranchers, lawyers and such
Mama don’t let your babies grow up
To be cowboys, ranchers, lawyers and such
Mama won’t you drive me up Ole Whiskey Mountain
Drive me up to the Summit up off into the night
Mama won’t you drive me up Ole Whiskey Mountain
Drive me up through the trees and off into the sky
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Whiskey Mountain Revival Boston, Massachusetts
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