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Musta
Notta Gotta Lotta
Musta
Notta Gotta Lotta
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1977 Joe Ely
ERE/EMI/April
Please understand me everything's all right
I just musta notta gotta lotta sleep last night
I was high flyin' down Riverside Drive
Rockin' to the radio man alive
Stopped into a joint bought a round of booze
Hot dog I got a buzz in my shoe!
Please understand me everything's all right
I just musta notta gotta lotta sleep last night
Writin' you a letter it's late in the night
Sittin' in a cafe eatin' a bite
Telln' you about where all I've been
Hot dog I'm gone again!
Please understand me everything's all right
I just musta notta gotta lotta sleep last night
Now there's two kind of people in this big 'ol town
There's the early to rise and the late to go down
I guess I oughta find a better way to stop the clock
Hot dog I like it a lot!
Please understand me everything's all right
I just musta notta gotta lotta sleep last night
Hot dog I like it a lot!
Please understand me everything's all right
I just musta notta gotta lotta sleep! last! night!
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Bet
Me
by
Joe Ely
1)
Bet me your last nickel that the neon shines tonight
Bet me on a night like this I will treat you right
Now don't tell me your troubles it just ain't worth the time
Come here close beside me bet me you'll be mine
2)
Now Leroy was a gambler he sang alto in the choir
Took a fall in Acuna Town set his heart on fire
So don't tell me your troubles it just ain't worth the time
Come here close beside me bet me you'll be mine
3)
If you got a nickel or a castle on a hill
Couldn't buy no sparrow song or one from a whippoorwill
So don't tell me your troubles just ain't worth the time
Come here close beside me bet me you'll be mine
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Dallas
by
Jimmie Gilmore
Did you ever see Dallas from a DC-9 at night?
Well Dallas is a jewel, oh yeah, Dallas is a beautiful sight.
And Dallas is a jungle but Dallas gives a beautiful light.
Did you ever see Dallas from a DC-9 at night?
Well, Dallas is a woman who will walk on you when you're down.
But when you are up, she's the kind you want to take around.
But Dallas ain't a woman to help you get your feet on the ground.
Yes Dallas is a woman who will walk on you when you're down.
Well, I came into Dallas with the bright lights on my mind,
But I came into Dallas with a Dollar and a dime.
Dallas is a rich man with a death wish in his eye
A steel and concrete soul with a warm hearted love disguise
A rich man who tends to believe in his own lies
Dallas is a rich man with a death wish in his eyes
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Dam
of My Heart
by
Joe Ely
There's a flood in the suburbs
Where will all the water go
I'm down at your shack
Hangin' on to your back door
You tell me you're the kind
That likes to change your mind
And when you start to rain you pour
But this dam of my heart just can't hold much more
The six o'clock weather
Tells me there's a pressure zone
I'm considering whether
The weather man's right or wrong
He tells me you're the kind
That likes to change your mind
And when you start to rain you pour
But this dam of my heart just can't hold much more
Pull out all the stoppers
Gotta let my feelings drain
This poor heart of mine
Ain't never seen such rain
It tells me you're the kind
That likes to change your mind
And when you start to rain you pour
But this dam of my heart just can't hold much more
This dam of my heart holding back a rip tide
Holding back a whirlpool
Holding back an overflow
And this dam of my heart - can't hold much more
Thunderclaps are rocking
Umbrellas inside out
The weatherman tells me
It's the end of a lover's drought
He tells me you're the kind
That likes to change your mind
And when you start to rain you pour
But this dam of my heart just can't hold much more.
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Hold
On
by
Joe Ely
1)
Reeling cross the mossy swamp
Texarkana Louisiana listening to the engine thump
Nerves are shattered, what does it matter
if the rain pitter patters down the tree stump
2)
Looks like the rivers low
Johnny and Lindy ain't they windy listening to the radio
The rivers steamin', what are you dreamin'
Leaning half way out the window
Roll Roll Roll We're rollin' on
Blurred barbed wire out the window
Turn around and you'll be gone
3)
Headed up east about broke
In my tuxedo, Holy Toledo, choking on the factory smoke
There go the Great Lakes I got a headache
And I ain't trying to make no joke
Roll Roll Roll We're rollin' on
Blurred barbed wire out the window
Turn around and you'll be gone
4)
Now we gotta pay our toll
New York City, ain't she pretty, blazing like a thunderbolt
Nerves are shattered what's it matter
If the rain pitter patters down the manhole
Roll Roll Roll We're rollin' on
Blow Blow Blow wind blow alone
Hold on honey We're rollin' on
Roll Roll Roll We're rollin' on
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I Keep Gettin' Paid the Same
by
Joe Ely
I'm a working
On the line
Six days at a time
With a shovel and a spade
I'm digging for the shade
But I keep getting paid the same
1)
Been working for a man and he likes my style
The more I sweat the more he smiles
The more I sweat the deeper I get
He's driving this poor boy wild
I can't live no good on what I get paid
I know trouble's just a poor man's claim to fame
But the prices keep rising every day
And I keep getting paid the same
2)
I get up every mornin' 'bout half past six
Drink a pot a' coffee just to load a ton of bricks
Long about noon, I'm thinkin' that soon
You're gonna work this poor boy sick.
I can't buy beans on what I get paid
I was cooking biscuits when the bill collector came
And the prices keep rising everyday
And I keep getting paid the same
3)
I lay down my hammer when the whistle sounds
I bury my shovel in the deep deep ground
I run to my home to see my honey comb
When that evening sun goes down
I can't live to good on what I get paid
My roof's got a hole and It's looking like rain
And the prices keep rising everyday
And I keep getting paid the same
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Wishin'
for You
by
Butch Hancock
All the street lights on Main Street know my shadow
All the stars up in the sky know all my wishes
And the sidewalk on your street know my footsteps
And the stars keep tellin me I'm superstitious
I keep wishin for you
I keep wishin for you
It's more than you'd ever do in a pinch
Honey it's a cinch
To keep wishin for you
All the boys down at the poolhall got my number
Some gal up in some hotel got my shoes
Ah but I still got my last, bottom, dollar
Lucky me I never lost more than I could lose
I keep wishin for you
I keep wishin for you
It's more than you'd ever do in a squeeze
It ain't nothin' to sneeze at
Wishin for you
I keep wishin for you
I keep wishin for you
It's more than you'd ever do all alone
On and on and on
I keep wishin for you
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Hard
Livin'
by
David Halley
Well you can call out the sheriff and the highway patrol
There's a fool on the road careening out of control
Hard liquor, fast women, Lord, I can't leave 'em be
I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy to me.
I keep my engine revin' and my beer on ice
My idea of heaven is a pair 'a dice
Come on seven come eleven, set this poor boy free!
I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy to me.
Bright lights, Saturday night
I had me a little you know I feel all right
My cupcake, she can shimmy and shake
Spends more money any fool can make
When my tires are flat and I'm out of gas
I promise myself I'll let the next one pass
I wish that a promise didn't break so easily
I wish hard livin' didn't come so easy to me.
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Road
Hog
I got a road hog on my mind
Move over, baby, look out I'm comin' through
You're on the side of the road, I got a load on my mind
And I'm bringin' it home to you
Got a road hog on my mind
Got a Cadillac V-8 motovatin' down the line
Don't wave your pretty fist at me, I'm on the Freeway
Baby I'm losin' time
Well, You know about a road hog
I guess I'm one
And this road I'm a hoggin'
Is the one you're standin' on
I got a road hog on my mind
I got a 4-barrel carburetor, 2-barrel shotgun
And one good barrel of wine
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