But, I work from home; does that count??
By Oddmanout at 22,Apr,24 20:04
I do!!! But, I work from home; does that count?? |
I do!!! But, I work from home; does that count?? |
To have a bigger, nicer looking cock. Something that is a shower more than a grower. I’ve always been kinda self conscious about my hardware… |
Red Red Wine - UB40 (OG Neil Diamond)
Red red wine Goes to my head Makes me forget that I... Still need her so Red red wine It's up to you All I can do, I've done Memories won't go Memories won't go I'd have sworn that with time Thoughts of you would leave my head I was wrong, now I find Just one thing makes me forget Red red wine Stay close to me Don't let me be alone It's tearing apart My blue heart I'd have sworn that with time Thoughts of you would leave my head I was wrong, now I find Just one thing makes me forget Red red wine Stay close to me Don't let me be alone It's tearing apart My blue, blue heart Red red wine you make me feel so fine You keep me rocking all of the time Red red wine, you make me feel so grand I feel a million dollars when you're just in my hand Red red wine, you make me feel so sad Any time I see you go, it makes me feel bad Red red wine, you make me feel so fine Monkey back and ease up on the sweet deadline Red red wine, you give me whole heap of zing Whole heap of zing, you make me do my own thing Red red wine, you give enough of love You're kind of loving like a blessing from above Red red wine, I loved you right from the start Right from the start, with all of my heart Red red wine in an eighties style Red red wine in a modern beat style Yeah Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind Give me red wine, the kind make me feel fine You make me feel fine all of the time Red red wine, you make me feel so fine Monkey pack him Rizla pon the sweet deep line The line broke, the monkey get chocked Bunjah, ganjapani, little rubber boat Red red wine, I'm gonna hold on to you Hold on to you cause I know you love truth Red red wine, I'm gonna love you 'till I die Love you 'till I die and that's no lie Red red wine, can't get you off my mind Wherever you may be, I'll surely find I'll surely find Make no fuss, just stick with us Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind Give me a little time, let me clear out my mind Give me red wine, the kind make me feel fine You make me feel fine all of the time Red red wine, you make me feel so fine Monkey back and ease up on the sweet deadline The line broke, the monkey get chocked Bunjah, ganjapani, little rubber boat Red red wine, you give me not awful love You're kind of loving like blessing from above Red red wine, I loved you right from the start Right from the start, with all of my heart Red red wine, you give me whole heap of zing Whole heap of zing, you make me do my own thing Red red wine in an eighties style Red red wine in a modern beat style Yeah Red red wine, you make me feel so fine You keep me rocking all of the time Red red wine, you make me feel so grand I feel a million dollars when you just in my hand Red red wine, you make me feel so sad Any time I see you go It make me feel bad |
Time for me to Ride - Toby Keith (RIP)
Ain't got no tricks up my sleeve Ain't got no reason to believe I've been looking for a sign Love shouldn't be so hard to find I've been sleeping on your couch Just been layin' here alone. I've been doing without Oh, you've been doing me wrong Nothing left here to decide I think it's time for me to ride... Put my bike out on the highway Feel that wind all in my face Breathe some air that tastes like freedom Yeah, let that be my saving grace Somebody loved, somebody lied I believe it's time for me to ride Should've known right from the start I couldn't tame your faithless heart I could see the writing on the wall I've never been the kind to crawl Girl you're never satisfied I believe it's time for me to ride Put my bike out on the highway Feel that wind all in my face Breathe some air that tastes like freedom Yeah, let that be my saving grace Somebody loved, somebody lied I believe it's time for me to ride Put my bike out on the highway Feel that wind all in my face Breathe some air that tastes like freedom Yeah, let that be my saving grace Somebody loved, somebody lied I believe it's time for me to ride Somebody loved, somebody lied I believe it's time for me to ride |
I’ll probably get shit for this but I don’t really give a fuck; fairydust (and her other screen names that I don’t remember). Sexy as fuck and always made me laugh  |
Fuck yes!! I absolutely love a good handjob! |
Ball and Chain - Social Distortion
Well it's been ten years, and a thousand tears And look at the mess I'm in A broken nose and a broken heart, An empty bottle of gin Well I sit and I pray In my broken down Chevrolet While I'm singin' to myself There's got to be another way Take away, take away Take away this ball and chain I'm lonely and I'm tired And I can't take any more pain Take away, take away Never to return again Take away, take away Take away this ball and chain Well I've searched and I've searched To find the perfect life- A brand new car and a brand new suit I even got me a little wife But wherever I have gone I was sure to find myself there You can run all your life But not go anywhere Take away, take away Take away this ball and chain I'm lonely and I'm tired And I can't take any more pain Take away, take away Never to return again Take away, take away Take away this ball and chain Well I'll pass the bar on the way To my dingy hotel room I spent all my money Been drinkin' since a half past noon I'll wake there in the mornin' Or maybe in the county jail Times are hard getting harder I'm born to lose and destined to fail Take away, take away Take away this ball and chain I'm lonely and I'm tired And I can't take any more pain Take away, take away Never to return again Take away, take away Take away this ball and chain |
Family Tradition - Hank Williams Jr.
Country music singers Have always been a real close family But lately some of my kinfolks Have disowned a few others and me I guess it's because I kinda changed my direction Lord, I guess I went and broke their family tradition They get on me and want to know Hank, why do you drink? Hank, why do you roll smoke? Why must you live out the songs that you wrote? Over and over Everybody makes my prediction So if I get stoned, I'm just carrying on An old family tradition I am very proud Of my daddy's name Although his kind of music And mine ain't exactly the same Stop and think it over Put yourself in my position If I get stoned and sing all night long It's a family tradition So don't ask me Hank, why do you drink? Hank, why do you roll smoke? Why must you live out the songs that you wrote? If I'm down in a honky-tonk And some ole slick's trying to give me friction I'll say leave me alone I'm singing all night long It's a family tradition Lordy, I have loved some ladies And I have loved Jim Beam And they both tried to kill me in 1973 When that doctor asked me "Son, how did you get in this condition?" I said, "Hey, Sawbones I'm just carrying on an ole family tradition" So don't ask me Hank, why do you drink? Hank, why do roll smoke? Why must you live out the songs that you wrote? Stop and think it over Try to put yourself in my unique position If I get stoned and sing all night long It's a family tradition |
Sweet Emotion -Aerosmith
Sweet emotion Sweet emotion You talk about things that nobody cares Wearing out things that nobody wears You're calling my name but I gotta make clear I can't say, baby, where I'll be in a year Some sweat hog mama with a face like a gent Said my get up and go, must've got up and went Well I got good news, she's a real good liar 'Cause the backstage boogie sets your pants on fire Sweet emotion Sweet emotion I pulled into town in a police car Your daddy said I took it just a little too far You're telling her things but your girlfriend lied You can't catch me 'cause the rabbit done died Yes it did Stand in the front just a shakin' your ass I'll take you backstage, you can drink from my glass I'll talk about something you can sure understand 'Cause a month on the road and I'll be eating from your hand |
Stone Cold Crazy - Queen
Sleeping very soundly On a Saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al Capone There's a rumor going round Gotta clear outta town I'm smelling like a dry-fish bone Here come the Law Gonna break down the door Gonna carry me away once more Never, I never I never want it any more Gotta get away from this stone-cold floor Crazy Stone-cold crazy, you know Rainy afternoon I gotta blow a typhoon And I'm playing on my slide trombone Anymore, anymore Cannot take it anymore Gotta get away from this stone-cold floor Crazy Stone-cold crazy, you know Hit 'em up Walking down the street Shooting people that I meet With my rubber Tommy water gun Here come the deputy He's gonna come and get a me I gotta get me get up and run They got the sirens loose I ran right out of juice They're gonna put me in a cell If I can't go to heaven Will they let me go to hell? Crazy Stone-cold crazy, you know |
Built for Speed - Stray Cats
Here I come in my fifty seven She's a real low rider paint perfection With a custom engine painted black with flames Ain't nobody gonna call that hot rod tame Ooh ooh ooh ooh V eight engine with the fuel injection Two eight three, that's my ounce of perfection Get that rod out when it's very late Haven't got a round to getting license plates Ooh ooh ooh ooh Well I'm cruising low and I'm cruising mean Well I'm cruising slow in my dream machine You're my hot rod mama And you're really built for speed When I reach that final destination I will drive your car and leave you compensation With a little reeling and a lot of rockin' You're my hot rod mama in your fishnet stockings Ooh ooh ooh ooh Well I'm cruising low and I'm cruising mean Well I'm cruising slow in my dream machine You're my hot rod mama And you're really built for speed You're built for speed, you're built for speed You're built for speed, you're built for speed You're built for speed, you're built for speed You're built for speed, you're built for speed You're built for speed, you're built for speed You're built for speed, you're built for speed |
Whitehouse Road - Tyler Childers
Early in the morning when the sun does rise Layin' in the bed with bloodshot eyes Late in the evenin' when the sun sinks low That's about the time my rooster crows I got women up and down this creek And they keep me going and my engine clean Run me ragged but I don't fret 'Cause there ain't been one slow me down none yet Get me drinkin' that moonshine Get me higher than the grocery bill Take my troubles to the highwall Throw'em in the river and get your fill We've been sniffing that cocaine Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold Lord it's a mighty hard livin' But a damn good feelin' to run these roads I got people try to tell me, Red Keep this livin' and you'll wind up dead Cast your troubles on the Lord of Lords Or wind up laying on a coolin' board But I got buddies up White House Road And they keep me strutting when my feet hang low Rotgut whiskey gonna ease my pain And all this running's gonna keep me sane Get me drinkin' that moonshine Get me higher than the grocery bill Take my troubles to the highwall Throw'em in the river and get your fill We've been sniffing that cocaine Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold Lord it's a mighty hard livin' But a damn good feelin' to run these roads It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads When you lay me in the cold hard clay Won't ya sing them hymns while the banjo plays You can tell them ladies that they ought not frown 'Cause there ain't been nothing ever held me down Lawmen, women or a shallow grave Same ol' blues just a different day Get me drinking' that moonshine Get me higher than the grocery bill Take my troubles to the highwall Throw'em in the river and get your fill We've been sniffing that cocaine Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold Lord it's a mighty hard livin' But a damn good feelin' to run these roads It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads |
Chicken Fried - Zac Brown Band
You know I like my chicken fried A cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well, I was raised up beneath the shade of a Georgia Pine And that's home you know Sweet tea, pecan pie, and homemade wine where the peaches grow And my house, it's not much to talk about But it's filled with love that's grown in southern ground And a little bit of chicken fried A cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well I've done seen the sun rise See the love in my woman's eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother's love It's funny how it's the little things in life that mean the most Not where you live, what you drive, or the price tag on your clothes There's no dollar sign on a peace of mind This I've come to know So if you agree, have a drink with me Raise your glasses for a toast To a little bit of chicken fried A cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well I've done seen the sun rise See the love in my woman's eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother's love I thank God for my life And for the stars and stripes May freedom forever fly, let it ring Salute the ones who died The ones that give their lives So we don't have to sacrifice All the things we love Like our chicken fried And cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well I've done seen the sun rise See the love in my woman's eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother's love Get your little chicken fried And cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well I've done seen the sun rise See the love in my woman's eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother's love |
For the Love of Money - Bullet Boys
Woo! For the love of money People would lie to their mother For the love of money People would steal from their own brother For the love of money People can't even walk the streets They never know who in the world they're gonna meet For that mean Mean green Oh mighty dollar yeah Money, money, money, money Some people got to have it, yeah Some people really need it Talkin' y'all do things, do things, do things, bad things with it Money, money, money, money Ooh, you gotta do things, do things, do things, do things good things with it Money, money, money, money For that mean Mean green Oh mighty dollar Ow! Oh baby girl Cash, money Anytime Oh! Whoa yeah! Whoa whoa yeah! Don't you know my name? The root of all evil Do funny, funny things to ya Give me a nickel Brother, can you spare a dime? If you think you're children know it Out of your mind LIsten up I say For the love of money Don't let money fool ya Don't you let, don't you let, don't you let the money fool ya For the love of money Ow! Don't let money fool ya Don't, don't, BulletBoys say For the love of money Don't let money fool ya Ooh don't lie to your mother For the love of money Don't let money fool ya All I got left to say, let freshen money no more For the love of money Ooh yeah yeah Don't let money fool ya For the love of money Don't let money fool ya |
In Color - Jamey Johnson
I said, "Grandpa, what's this picture here? It's all black and white, and it ain't real clear Is that you there?", he said, "Yeah, I was 11" "And times were tough back in '35 That's me and uncle Joe just tryna survive a cotton farm In a great depression" If it looks like we were scared to death Like a couple of kids just tryna save each other You should've seen it in color Oh, and this one here's taken overseas In the middle of hell in 1943 in the winter time You can almost see my breath That was my tail gunner ol' Johnny Magee He was a high school teacher from New Orleans And he had my back right through the day we left If it looks like we were scared to death Like a couple of kids just tryna save each other You should've seen it in color A picture's worth a thousand words But you can't see what those shades of GRAY keep covered You should've seen it in color This one is my favorite one This is me and Grandma in the summer sun All dressed up the day we said our vows You can't tell it here but it was hot that June And that rose was red and her eyes were blue And just look at that smile, I was so proud That's the story of my life Right there in black and white And if it looks like we were scared to death Like a couple of kids just tryna save each other You should've seen it in color Yeah, a picture's worth a thousand words But you can't see what those shades of GRAY keep covered You should've seen it in color (Should've seen it in color) Yeah, a picture's worth a thousand words But you can't see what those shades of GRAY keep covered You should've seen it in color |
High Cost of Livin’ - Jamey Johnson
I was just a normal guy Life was just a nine to five With bills and pressure piled-up to the sky She never asked, she knew I'd bewen Hangin' with my wilder friends Lookin' for some other way to fly Three days straight was no big feat To get by on no food or sleep And crazy was becoming my new normal I'd pass out on the bedroom floor Sleep right through the calm before the STORM My life was just an old routine Every day the same damn thing I couldn't even tell I was alive I tell you, the high cost of livin' Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high That southern Baptist parking lot Was where I'd go to smoke my pot And sit there in my pickup truck and pray And starin' at that giant cross Just reminded me that I was lost And it just never seemed to point the way As soon as Jesus turned his back I'd found my way across the track Lookin' just to score another deal With my back against that damn eight ball I didn't have to think or talk or feel My life was just an old routine Every day the same damn thing I couldn't even tell I was alive I tell you, the high cost of livin' Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high My whole life went through my head Layin' in that motel bed Watchin' as the cops kicked in the door I had a job and a piece of land My sweet wife was my best friend But I traded that for cocaine and a whore With my new found sobriety I've got the time to sit and think Of all the things I had and threw away This prison is much colder Than that one that I was locked-up in just yesterday My life is just an old routine Every day the same damn thing Hell, I can't even tell if I'm alive I tell you, the high cost of livin' Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high I tell you, the high cost of livin' Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high Just leave that stuff alone |
This Magic Moment - The Drifters
This magic moment, so different and so new Was like any other until I kissed you And then it happened, it took me by surprise I knew that you felt it too, by the look in your eyes Sweeter than wine Softer than the summer night Everything I want, I have Whenever I hold you tight This magic moment while your lips are close to mine Will last forever, forever 'till the end of time (Magic, magic) oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Magic, magic) oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Magic, magic) uh-uh-uh-uh-uh Sweeter than wine Softer than the summer night Everything I want, I have Whenever I hold you tight This magic moment while your lips are close to mine Will last forever, forever 'till the end of time (Magic, magic) Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh Magic moment (magic, magic) Magic moment (magic, magic) Magic moment (magic, magic) |
Blind - Korn
Are you ready?! This place inside my mind, A place I like to hide You don't know the chances. What if I should die?! A place inside my brain, Another kind of pain You don't know the chances. I'm so blind! Another place I find to escape the pain inside You don't know the chances. What if I should die?! A place inside my brain, Another kind of pain You don't know the chances. I'm so blind! Deeper and deeper and deeper as I dream to Live a life that seems to be A lost reality That can never find a way to reach my inner... ...self-esteem is low. How deep can I go in the ground that I lay? If I don't find a way to see through the gray that clouds my mind. This time I look to see what's between the lines! I can't see, I can't see, I'm going blind... [12x] I'm blind [4x] |
Sometimes I Do - Social Distortion
Sometimes I like you and sometimes I don't I feel like I'm gonna, then I won't Sometimes I wanna live to see a hundred Other times I wanna lay down and die Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I'm weak and sometimes I'm strong You know I loved you all along Sometimes I'm rich and sometimes I'm poor Nothing really matters when you dead on the floor Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I'm hot and sometimes I'm cold Other times feel like I'm getting old Sometimes I'm fast and sometimes I'm slow Other times I don't even wanna go Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I laugh and sometimes I cry Other times I sit and wonder why Sometimes I'm up and sometimes I'm down Other times I wanna blow this town Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't Sometimes I do and sometimes I don't |
Yeah, I have to agree  |
Gene and Eddie - Stray Cats
Well be bop a lula she's my baby Well be bop a lula summertime blues Well it's something else man and you can't lose I'm gonna RACE with the devil and maybe I'll win And I'm gonna dance with skinny Jim Well hang on tight you better get ready We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie Halleluja I love her so Bee I bickey bop bo bo go Cut across shorty you can't fail She got a red blue jeans and a pony tail Well hang on tight man you better get ready Cause we're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie Well come on everybody let's get together tonight Say mama can I go out tonight Well I sure miss you and the twenty flight rock Get your dungarees on let's a blue jean bop Well hang on tight you better get ready Cause we're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie Well hang on tight boys you better get ready We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie Well hang on tight you better get ready We're gonna rock with Gene and Eddie |
Devil always made me think twice - Chris Stapleton
I take a little smoke in the evenin' I take a little whiskey on ice I never get behind on killin' my mind It's just the kind of thing I like Just the kind of things I like The minute that I saw you walkin' over I figured I was diggin' my grave And you had the shovel, I knew you were trouble But you're just the kind of trouble I crave Just the kind of trouble I crave And mama always set a good example Daddy always gave me good advice Jesus tried to steer me in the right direction But the devil always made me think twice Devil always made me think Someday I'm goin' six feet under And when they got me standin' at the gate They'll tally up my sins, and won't let me in Say "Son, you're just a little too late" "Son, you're just a little too late" And mama always set a good example Daddy always gave me good advice Jesus tried to steer me in the right direction But the devil always made me think twice Devil always made me think twice Devil always made me think twice Devil always made me think twice Devil always made me Devil always made me Devil always made me think twice Devil always made me Devil always made me Devil always made me think twice |
Stuck Mojo - Rising
Rising--we're so bright we are blinding. Rising--somehow we keep reminding. Rising--grafted from a hybrid breed. Survivalist unique and hard as concrete I'm not going to let you let me die. So damn easy when you're living a lie. Haven't you heard cream rises to the top. I hope you know we ain't never gonna stop. Some cock blocking, others coping much love. To the fans 'cause we're still rocking. Haven't you heard cream rises to the top. I hope you know we ain't never gonna stop. Some cock blocking, others coping much love. To the fans 'cause we're still rocking! Rising! (4x) Rising--all I see are Kinko's bands. Rising--nothing new just recycling the fans. Rising--skip to the loop in cement shoes. Breaking free up out of this cesspool. I'm not going to let you let me die. So damn easy when you're living a lie. Haven't you heard cream rises to the top. I hope you know we ain't never gonna stop. Some cock blocking, others coping much love. To the fans 'cause we're still rocking. Haven't you heard cream rises to the top. I hope you know we ain't never gonna stop. Some cock blocking, others coping much love. To the fans 'cause we're still rocking! Rising! (4x) It doesn't matter to me anymore who you think I am. I am all I can be. It doesn't matter to me anymore who you think I am. I am all I can be. And I'm rising. And I'm rising. And I'm rising. And I'm rising. |
Conversation with the Devil - Ray Wylie Hubbard
I had a dream last night I was cast into Hell by a jealous God The Devil walked up and said, "You don't need no lightning rod It hardly ever rains down here, I can't recall the last storm You ain't gonna need that leather jacket, it gets kinda warm But there's one way in there's no way out It looks like you're here to stay The place is a mess, it's overcrowded, more are coming in everyday" I said, "Oh man, wait a minute there's gotta be something wrong I ain't a bad guy, just write these little songs I always pay my union dues, I don't stay in the passing lane" And he said, "What about all that whiskey and the cocaine" I said, "Well, yeah, but that's no reason to throw me in Hell 'Cause I didn't use the cocaine to get high I just liked the way it smelled" He said, "Come on over here son, let me show you around Over there's where we put the preachers, I never liked those clowns They're always blaming me for everything wrong under the sun It ain't that harder to do what's right, it's just maybe not as much fun Then they walk around thinking they're better than me and you And then they get caught in a motel room Doing what they said not to do" "Now the murderers and the rapists they go in this fiery lake As well as most of the politician and the cops on the take And all the mothers who wait till they get to K-Mart to spank their kids And instead of showing what to do what's right They just HIT 'em for what they did And all the daddy's who run off and abandon their daughters and sons Oh, anybody who hurts a child is gonna burn until it's done" "Everybody is down here", I said "Who's up in Heaven with God and the Son" Oh, some saints and mystics and students of metaphysics one O one People who care and share and love and try to do what's right Beautiful old souls who read a little stories to their babies every night What you won't find up in Heaven are Christian Coalition Right Wing Conservatives Country program directors and Nashville record executives Now I said, "I've made some mistakes, but I'm not as bad as those guys How can God do this to me or can't He sympathize He said, "You're wrong about God being cruel and mean Oh, God is the most loving thing that's never been seen" I said, "Hotshot tell me this which religion is the truest" He said, "There all about the same Buddha was not a Christian, but Jesus woulda made a good buddist" Well, I thought about my future, I didn't seem to have much of one I looked around to leave but there was no place to run I said, "I don't suppose I could go back and try living again You know like reincarnation, I hear that's the way it's always been" "I can't answer that", he said "You're gonna have to wait for that response But it's not any more unusual to be born twice than it is to be born once" Well, it looked like I was gonna be stuck here as far as I could tell I thought I might as well suck up, you know what the hell I said you, "You know that song that Charlie Daniels did About how you went down to Georgia and played fiddle against that kid" He said, "Yeah it broke my heart but you know what are you gonna do I said, "To tell you the truth I thought your solo was the better of the two" Well, then I woke up and I was lying in my bed I ran upstairs and kissed my little boy on his sleeping head I took this dream as a sign from God, so I thought I'd better pray I said, "Don't ever speak to me directly and thanks anyway" Now so much has changed about me Besides me just giving up red meat Some get spiritual, 'cause they see the light And some, 'cause they feel the heat |
Remember When - Alan Jackson
Remember when I was young and so were you And time stood still and love was all we knew You were the first, so was I We made love and then you cried Remember when Remember when we vowed the vows and walked the walk Gave our hearts, made the start and it was hard We lived and learned, life threw curves There was joy, there was hurt Remember when Remember when old ones died and new were born And life was changed, disassembled, rearranged We came together, fell apart And broke each other's hearts Remember when Remember when the sound of little feet Was the music we danced to week to week Brought back the love, we found trust Vowed we'd never give it up Remember when Remember when thirty seemed so old Now lookin' back, it's just a steppin' stone To where we are, where we've been Said we'd do it all again Remember when Remember when we said when we turned gray When the children grow up and move away We won't be sad, we'll be glad For all the life we've had And we'll remember when Remember when Remember when |
Red Dress - James McMurtry & The Heartless Bastards
Remember when we'd get together Burn the candle don't you know Smoke and drink and live forever No one there to tell us no This time I'm gonna kill that bastard This time I'm not gonna miss, this time I'm not gonna miss This time there ain't no doubt about it Let me be quite clear on this Out the back and down the alley Gone to get your bucket spiked Come back when you think you need me Come back any time you like Where'd you get that red dress Where'd you get that red dress Yes I'm drunk but damn you're ugly Tell you one thing yes I will Tomorrow morning I'll be sober You'll be just as ugly still Where'd you get that red dress I don't know what you got goin' on But You know I never seen you with that red dress on Tell me where'd you get that red dress Watching out the kitchen window Right here in this old brown chair Stack the empties on the table Toss 'em down the basement stairs Where'd you get that red dress Where'd you get that red dress Remember when we'd get together Burn the candle don't you know Smoke and drink and live forever No one there to tell us no |
The Road Goes on Forever - Robert Earl Keen
Sherry was a waitress at the only joint in town She had a reputation as a girl who'd been around Down Main Street after midnight with a brand new pack of cigs A fresh one hangin' from her lips and a beer between her legs She'd ride down to the river and meet with all her friends The road goes on forever and the party never ends Sonny was a loner he was older than the rest He was going into the Navy but he couldn't pass the test So he hung around town he sold a little pot The law caught wind of Sonny and one day he got caught But he was back in business when they set him free again The road goes on forever and the party never ends Sonny's playin' 8-ball at the joint where Sherry works When some drunken outta towner put his hand up Sherry's skirt Sonny took his pool cue laid the drunk out on the floor Stuffed a dollar in her tip jar and walked on out the door She's runnin' right behind him reachin' for his hand The road goes on forever and the party never ends They jumped into his pickup Sonny jammed her down in gear Sonny looked at Sherry and said lets get on outta here The stars were high above them and the moon was in the east The sun was settin' on them when they reached Miami Beach They got a hotel by the water and a quart of Bombay gin The road goes on forever and the party never ends They soon ran out of money but Sonny knew a man Who knew some Cuban refugees that delt in contraband Sonny met the Cubans in a house just off the route With a briefcase full of money and a pistol in his boot The cards were on the table when the law came bustin' in The road goes on forever and the party never ends The Cubans grabbed the goodies and Sonny grabbed the Jack He broke a bathroom window and climbed on out the back Sherry drove the pickup through the alley on the side Where a lawman tackled Sonny and was reading him his rights She stepped into the alley with a single shot .410 The road goes on forever and the party never ends They left the lawman lyin' and they made their getaway They got back to the motel just before the break of day Sonny gave her all the money and he blew her a little kiss If they ask you how this happened say I forced you into this She watched him as his taillights disappeared around the bend The road goes on forever and the party never ends Its Main Street after midnight just like it was before 21 months later at the local grocery store Sherry buys a paper and a cold 6-pack of beer The headlines read that Sonny is goin' to the chair She pulls back onto Main Street in her new Mercedes Benz The road goes on forever and the party never ends |
Great choices Thicky!!
HotComboCouple ass was my fav out of all those! |
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Nose on the Grindstone - Tyler Childers
Daddy worked like a mule minin' Pike County coal 'Til he fucked up his back and couldn't work anymore He said one of these days, you'll get out of these hills Keep your nose on the grindstone and out of the pills See, the ways of this world will just bring you to tears Keep the Lord in your heart, and you'll have nothin' to fear Live the best that you can and don't lie and don't steal Keep your nose on the grindstone and out of the pills Well Daddy, I've been tryin', I just can't catch a break There's too much in this world that I can't seem to shake But I remember your words, Lord, they bring me the chills Keep your nose on the grindstone and out of the pills Keep in mind that a man's just as good as his word It takes twice as long to build bridges you've burnt And there's hurt you can cause time alone cannot HEAL Keep your nose on the grindstone and out of the pills Well Daddy, I've been tryin', I just can't catch a break There's too much in this world I can't seem to shake But I remember your words, Lord, they bring me to chills Keep your nose on the grindstone and out of the pills Keep your nose on the grindstone… |
You Can Have the Crown - Sturgill Simpson
There it is, right, two, a one, two, three Well, I've been spending all my money on weed n' pills Tryin' to write a song that'll pay the bills But it ain't came yet, so I guess I'll have to rob a bank I guess it could be worse, it ain't that bad At least I ain't sittin' in old Baghdad In the middle of a hot damn desert sittin' in a tank Well, every time the wife talks, a baby gets mentioned I'm so broke I can't pay attention Lord, how it tears me up to see her cry Oh, I've been spendin' all my nights on the internet Looking for a clue but ain't found one yet Just a bunch of Mopars, guitars and other stuff I can't buy Well, now Lord, if you can hear me won't you throw a damn dog a bone 'Cause if the Devil shows up with a better deal this old soul's a-goin' down Oh, I sing 'em real pretty, sing 'em real sad And all the people in the crowd say "He ain't half bad" Well, they call me King Turd up here on Shit Mountain If you want it you can have the crown Well, I've been sittin' on my ass like a bump on a log Watchin' Andy and ol' Boss Hog I guess I oughta get up and go out and find a job Instead of sittin' on the couch trying to find the next line I'm sure there's gotta be a better use of my time Like figuring out which one of these banks I'm gonna go rob Well, the name of the game is hurry up and wait But that ain't putting no food on my plate Or gas in my car and I drive a Bronco So Lord, if I could just get me a record deal I might not have to worry about my next meal But I'll still be trying to figure out what the hell rhymes with Bronco Well, now Lord, if you can hear me won't you throw a damn dog a bone 'Cause if the Devil shows up with a better deal this old soul's a-goin' down Oh, I sing 'em real pretty, sing 'em real sad And all the people in the crowd say "He ain't half bad" Well, they call me King Turd up here on Shit Mountain If you want it you can have the crown Well, they call me King Turd up here on Shit Mountain If you want it you can have the crown |
High Cost of Livin’ - Jamey Johnson
I was just a normal guy Life was just a nine to five With bills and pressure Piled up to the sky She never asked She knew I'd be Hangin' with my wilder friends Looking for some other way to fly And three days straight was no big feat Could get by with no food or sleep And crazy was becoming my new norm I'd pass out on the bedroom floor And sleep right through the CALM before the storm My life was just an old routine Every day the same damn thing I couldn't even tell I was alive I tell you The high cost of livin' Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high That southern Baptist parking lot Is where I'd go to smoke my pot Sit there in my pickup truck and pray Staring at that giant cross Just reminded me that I was lost And it just never seemed to point the way As soon as Jesus turned his back I find my way across the track Lookin' just to score . . . another deal With my back against that damn eight ball I didn't have to think or talk . . . or feel My life was just an old routine Every day the same damn thing I couldn't even tell I was alive I tell you The high cost of livin' Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high My whole life went through my head Layin' in that motel bed Watchin' as the cops kicked in the door I had a job and a piece of land My sweet wife was my best friend But I traded that for cocaine and a whore With my new found sobriety I've got the time to sit and think Of all the things I had . . . and threw away This prison is much colder than That one that I was locked up in just yesterday My life is just an old routine Every day the same damn thing Hell I can't even tell if I'm alive I tell you The high cost of livin' Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high I tell you The high cost of livin' Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high |