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I was born two hundred pounds heavy wearin' blacktop asphalt shoes
In a home on the side of the levee where I learned how to sing the blues
Every night when the sun went down we would drink til we had our fill
A Mason jar full of sweet white lightnin' coming straight off of the still
I left home fourteen years old determined to make it far
Kicked my boots down hwy 20 carryin' this here guitar
Been picked up my share of times by women and cops alike
Never stayed long, yeah I like it wrong
I escape into the night
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2. |
One Time Too Many
02:53
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I went out to Yazoo City
To find my Mississippi queen
All I found was a note on the door
So I drove straight to New Orleans
One time too many, two times too soon
I caught up with Cajun Willie
He showed me where to get my fill
He said, "well I got plenty,"
"And if you won't, you know I will"
One time too many, two times too soon
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Late 2 Tha Party
03:23
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She can get it in the mornin'
She can get it in the nighttime
She don't wanna be alone
Any time is the right time
She shows up late to the party
She does whatever she feels
She's gonna get something started
That's when you know it's real
Can't you feel it, baby?
Can't you feel it when you're alone
Can't you feel it, baby?
Can't you feel it coming home?
She's gonna shake it on the table
She's gonna writhe on the floor
She's gonna listen to her body
You know she wants some more
But she's gone in the morning
The place is locked up tight
She was late to the party
But she'll be back tonight
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Back To Reality
06:01
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She's always saying "baby I gotta go"
And then I find her on the side of the road
I never wanna see it taking control
The moon sets and you crawl back in your hole
You wanna go back to reality
You wanna go back to your soul
You wanna go back to reality
You wanna go back to your hole
Turn off the lights, don't wanna see anymore
Her narrow vision cutting right to the floor
Half-empty glasses help her contact the pour
Released her quest there's no rights left to explore
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Join The Club
02:39
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At seventeen you're feelin' restless
At twenty-one you head downtown
At twenty-five she leaves you breathless
At twenty-seven you're going down
To satisfy your wishful thinkin'
You let yourself in on the joke
You take every kind of drink
And never be the last one to croak
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6. |
Under Indica Skies
03:18
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She's been sayin' she loved somebody
Someone just like me
So I told her the worst was over
And let me plant my seed
She stood and looked me over
She looked me down and up
"I can give you what you're looking for"
"Baby you're in luck"
Little darlin' I know you still taste it
When you close your eyes
But there's nothin' like the first time, honey
Under Indica skies
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Knockabout Girl
02:56
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I know you think that everything is about you
And you're the center of the world
With your makeup and your high heeled boots on
Something had to die for that fur
I see you dancin' and you look my way
I see your little teasin' twirl
Now you're advancin', you can't hear me say
You're just a knockabout girl
I settle up you better pay your own
Your money's just as green as mine
Ain't spendin' double for the same results
Either way I'm gonna have a good time
That's right I'm leavin' don't you try to stop me
You know you're either coming or not
Yeah you got fashion girl but I have style
And you're one thing that I already got
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8. |
Tried Dat Voodoo
03:37
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Tried dat voodoo tried dat voodoo
You know it ain't for me
Tried dat voodoo tried dat voodoo
You know it's just make believe
But you got to give credit where credit is due
They can lay one hell of a guilt trip on you
Tried dat voodoo tried dat voodoo
Learned that nothing is free
Tried dat voodoo tried dat voodoo
Yeah they're gonna crucify me
But you got to give credit where credit is due
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Cougar Attack
01:31
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Speedin' through the desert in a souped up '74
Tach up, pedal down, listen to the engine roar
She's right behind me in a bored out '62
Yeah she's gonna show me just what to do
She caught up doin' ninety in a fifty-five
I said "Ooh who taught this hot rod mama to drive?"
We pulled over to the side and I introduced myself
"Name of Truck, just your luck."
Now we're drivin' straight to hell
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Kickin' It
02:31
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Hear a sound in your room but there's nobody there
You gotta quit this soon yeah but nobody cares
Hocked your bed hocked your chair yeah you sleep on the floor
Got a sheet got a spike never need any more
Burnin' loud, itchin' stick and you're out of dough
You sleep bad you see blurred you got nowhere to go
Lick it stick it breathe it kick it, no not anytime soon
Takin' breakin' alienating everyone you know
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11. |
Last Day
03:35
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You wanna give me
A black eye
Continue livin' your sci-fi nightmare
Today's the last day
If today's the last day
Of your life
Would you decay?
Or would you rise?
And you're lost in a world of your own creation
Inside of a glow
And you're lost in a world of your own
Creation inside of a glow
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12. |
Hell Is Yourself
07:17
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Feel the weight crash down on your shoulders
A void forms in your chest
Sockets suckin' on the back of your eyeballs
Pressure defying your breath
Power leaking out slowly but wholly
It leaves you powerless
But no one will grieve you any less
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Deputy Gainesville, Florida
Truck Thunders 19??-2013
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