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GONNA GO ALREADY GONE
04:28
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GONNA GO ALREADY GONE
Lyrics and Music by King Thurber
© 2022 Horace Kingsley Thurber III; Alas Blancas Music, BMI
Prologue:
I’ve been called a hick by the best of them. He meant it as a compliment.
1.
I’ve got fresh oil in my engine
I’ve got new tires on the road
I’ve got an ounce of prevention
I’m Gonna Go
I’m Already Gone
2.
I see them hills on the horizon
They may be mountains, I don’t know
Just like the sun they’re a’risin’
I’m Gonna Go
I’m Already Gone
Refrain 1:
Livin’ on the highway is all right with me
Sometimes I’m happy but I’m always free
Pullin’ out and pullin’ ahead
I’ll keep drivin’ ‘til I think I’m dead
3.
Was gonna leave here tomorrow
Got all my bags packed today
Don’t want no tears, regrets or sorrow
I’m Gonna Go
I’m Already Gone
Refrain 3:
Livin’ on the highway is all right with me
I’m sometimes happy but I’m always free
Pullin’ out and pullin’ ahead
I’ll keep drivin’ ‘til I think I’m dead
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SUP DALE
01:48
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The Whitest Shoes in Nashville
Lyrics and Music by King Thurber
© 2023 Horace Kingsley Thurber III; Alas Blancas Music, BMI
Verse 1.
Into town he drove
His car was black as coal
His pants were pressed
His shoes shone like the moon
Into the bar he walked
The people ceased their talk
He go on the stage and he began to croon.
Verse 2.
Oh the song I sing
Has a sad familiar ring
It’s a song of love
A song of broken dreams
Every day I die
Every night I wonder why
You left me for some custom faded jeans
Chorus 1.
I got the Whitest Shoes in Nashville
And I wear them just for you
I threw my Tony Lamas on the porch
I got the Whitest Shoes in Nashville
And to prove my love is true
I pray my brand new Reeboks
Will light the torch.
Bridge 1.
I got my Cadillac painted black
I bought some big ole white sidewalls
Round the custom tinted windshield
I put a row of dingle balls.
Esquire Solo
Verse 3.
Oh my taste in clothes
Ain’t the finest I suppose
My rhinestone shirts with sequins
Aren’t the rage
If my boots disgust
I guess I really must
Win your heart by trying to act your age.
Chorus 2.
I got the Whitest Shoes in Nashville
And I wear them just for you
I threw my Tony Lamas on the porch
I got the Whitest Shoes in Nashville
And to prove my love is true
I pray my brand new Reeboks
Will light the torch.
Bridge 2.
I got my Cadillac painted black
I bought some big ole white sidewalls
Round the custom tinted windshield
I put a row of dingle balls.
Reprise.
Every day I die
Every night I wonder why
You left me for some custom faded jeans.
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URGH WAH
05:52
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DOWN ON THE FARM
04:33
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Down on the Farm
Paul Barrere
They all asked about you
Down on the farm
The cows asked, the pigs asked
The horses asked, too
All want to know why to the city
You moved, changed your name to Kitty
What's come over you?
It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou
Say it ain't true, Linda Lou
It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou
Say it ain't true, Linda Lou
They's all bawling 'bout you
Down on the farm
The cows bawl, the pigs bawl
The horses bawl, too
Miss you so much that crying's
All we can do
When you coming home
Baby please make it soon
It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou
Say it ain't true, Linda Lou
It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou
Say it ain't true, Linda Lou
I hear you're working in a saloon
I hear ya work from midnight 'til noon
I might be from the woods
But them hours don't sound so good
What you doin’ in here Mama Roux?
It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou
Say it ain't true, Linda Lou
It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou
Say it ain't true, Linda Lou
You can't dance so I assume
In a bag you couldn't carry a tune
I might be from the woods
But these hours don't sound so good
What you doin' in here Mama Roux?
It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou
Say it ain't true, Linda Lou
It ain't true; it ain't true, Linda Lou
Say it ain't true, Linda Lou
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ROSES FOR ANNIE
03:00
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SONNY AND LITTLE HEN
04:02
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SONNY AND LITTLE HEN
Alas Blancas Music BMI
Sonny plays poker every night ‘til dawn
Didn’t lock the hen house door
Rooster got-a-crowing way down the block
Little Hen ain’t here no more
Sonny eats breakfast everyday at three
Didn’t check the back door lock
Rooster selling gumbo red beans and rice
Little Hen gonna take a walk
Oh Sonny they’re gonna play you for a fool
Oh Sonny they’re gonna send you back to school
If your lack of attention gonna lose you affection
Better play more cards at home
Keep the back door locked
Keep the cupboard stocked
Little Hen gonna stay at home
Sonny went swimmin’ down by the swamp
Didn’t see that gator’s tail
Sonny starts a splashin’ and the gator starts a thrashin’
And they both end up in jail
Little Hen and Rooster ain’t struttin’ like they used to
Cause the beans and rice went dry
Sonny and the gator tell the jailer see ya later
That’s all she wrote bye bye
Oh Sonny they’re gonna play you for a fool
Oh Sonny they’re gonna send you back to school
If your lack of attention gonna lose you affection
Better play more cards at home
Keep the back door locked
Keep the cupboard stocked
Little Hen gonna come on home
Please
Oh Sonny they’re gonna play you for a fool
Oh Sonny they’re gonna send you back to school
If your lack of attention gonna lose you affection
Better play more cards at home
Keep the back door locked
Keep the cupboard stocked
Little Hen gonna stay at home
Keep the back door locked
Keep the cupboard stocked
Little Hen gonna come on home
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MALLARDS
02:38
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PANCHO AND LEFTY
06:40
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PANCHO AND LEFTY
TOWNES VAN ZANDT
Livin’ on the road my friend was supposed to keep you free and clean
Now you wear your skin like iron and your breath is as hard as kerosene
Weren’t you Mama’s only boy? Her favorite it seems
She began to cry when you said good bye and sank into your dreams
Pancho was a bandit, boy, his horse was fast as polished steel
He wore his gun outside his pants for all the honest world to feel
Pancho met his match you know in the desert down in Mexico
And no one heard his dyin’ words. Ah, but that’s the way it goes
All the Federales say we could have had him any day
We only let him hang around out of kindness I suppose
Lefty he can’t sing the blues all night long like he used to
The dust that Pancho bit down south well it found its way to Lefty’s mouth
The day they layed poor Pancho low Lefty split for Ohio
Where he got the bread to go well there ain’t nobody knows
All the Federales say we could have had him any day
We only let him slip away out of kindness I suppose
Poets tell how Pancho fell and Lefty’s living in a cheap hotel
The desert’s dry and Clevelands’s cold and so the story ends we’re told
Pancho needs your prayers it’s true but save a few for Lefty too
He only did what he had to do and now he’s growin’ old
All the Federales say we could have had him any day
We only let him go so long out of kindness I suppose
All the Federales say we could have had him any day
We only let him fade away out of kindness I suppose
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SUGARMAN
03:52
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SUGARMAN SCHMITZ/THURBER ALAS BLANCAS MUSIC BMI
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I WAS BORN IN A MISSISSIPPI TOWN
DOWN BETWEEN THE SWAMP AND THE PINEY WOOD
NOT MUCH TO FARM AND NOT MUCH TO PLOW
FOLKS WOULD GET BY ON WHATEVER THEY COULD
DAD HAD AN ITTY BITTY COUNTRY STORE
FULL OF BEANS AND PEANUTS AND HAM
ACROSSS THE ROAD FROM THE HONKY TONK
AND THEY CALLED HIM THE SUGARMAN
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CAN’T REALLY MAKE MUCH MONEY
SELLIN’ CANNED GOODS OFF THE SHELF
GOTTA FEED YOUR KIDS AND YOUR HONEY
GOTTA LOOK AROUNG FOR SOMETHING ELSE
ONE DAY A STRANGER WALKED UP TO MY DAD
SAID “LISTEN NOW HERE’S THE DEAL.
YOU DON’T HAVE TO SEE, YOU DON’T HAVE TO HEAR.
JUST STOCK A LITTLE SUGAR AND WE’LL PAY THE BILL.”
CH:
SUGARMAN OH SUGARMAN IN A DRY COUNTY
SUGARMAN OH SUGARMAN SELLIN’ SACKS OF SWEET
SUGARMAN OH SUGARMAN GOTTA FEED YOUR FAMILY
MOON SHINES DOWN IN THE BLACK OF NIGHT
SUGAR DISAPPEARS BEFORE FIRST LIGHT
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HAD A FLATBED STUDEBAKER TWO TON
PILED HIGH WITH THE SACKS OF SWEET
THEY’D COME AND GET THE SUGAR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT
LEAVE THE MONEY UNDERNEATH THE FRONT SEAT
REVENUERS ASKED “WHO’S BUYING ALL THE SUGAR?’
DAD SAID “I REALLY DON’T KNOW.
GUESS FOLKS AROUN HERE DRINK A LOT OF SWEET COFFEE.”
THERE’S WATER UNDERGROUND THAT YOU’LL NEVER SEE FLOWIN’
CH:
SUGARMAN OH SUGARMAN IN A DRY COUNTY
SUGARMAN OH SUGARMAN SELLIN’ SACKS OF SWEET
SUGARMAN OH SUGARMAN GOTTA FEED YOUR FAMILY
MOON SHINES DOWN IN THE BLACK OF NIGHT
SUGAR DISAPPEARS BEFORE FIRST LIGHT
BR:
NEVER KNEW WHO TOOK THE SUGAR
NEVER KNEW WHO PAID THE BILL
CURIOSITY NEVER MADE FRIENDS IN THE SWAMP
SO I GUESS HE’S WONDERING STILL
CH: REPEAT
SUGARMAN OH SUGARMAN IN A DRY COUNTY
SUGARMAN OH SUGARMAN SELLIN’ SACKS OF SWEET
SUGARMAN OH SUGARMAN GOTTA FEED YOUR FAMILY
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