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Men Trinkte Mashke
05:01
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I took everything I knew and put it in a pigeon hole
Never to be dug up once again
As the Devil's eyes they burned and my began to close
I said Lord don't you let him snatch my nose
As the situation grew colder I turned to address the crowd
I said "If you're drinking whiskey raise your glass say it loud!"
Men Trinkte Mashke! Did you hear them yell?
And we'll all be drinking whiskey in hell.
As Judgement Day grew nearer I packed all my things away
And I dug up all the knowledge I had stowed away
If you could've only saw what the Devil brought that day
You just like me would run away
But here I sit today and I address the same old crowd
I said "if you're drinking whiskey raise your glass say it loud!"
Men Trinkte Mashke! Did you hear what they said?
And we'll all be drinking whiskey 'till we're dead.
And Judgement Day is here and I am next in line
Men Trinkte Mashke! Can you hear their song?
And they'll all be drinking whiskey when I'm gone
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New Tricks
04:47
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It's raining for first time ever
The sun ain't shining I don't care about the weather
But it's becoming clear
That it ain't gonna pass soon
I can feel it down in my bones
And the cold wind's blowing me and mine back home
But it's becoming clear
That it ain't home no more
She's a cage-bird queen, with cage-bird dreams
And who'da thought a guy like me'd be under her finger tips
But that time is gone and old dogs learn new tricks
Out of my league and out of my kingdom
And I can see my throne leaving through my front door
But don't think twice, old dogs learn new tricks
It's raining for first time ever
The sun ain't shining I don't care about the weather
But it's becoming clear
That it ain't gonna pass soon
I can feel it down in my bones
And the cold wind's blowing me and mine back home
But it's becoming clear
That it ain't home no more
She's a cage-bird queen, with cage-bird dreams
And who'da thought a guy like me'd be under her finger tips (not me)
But don't think twice cuz old dogs learn new tricks
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Peaches
05:15
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My baby went to the market today
She got them peaches for free
My baby went to the market today
She got them peaches for free
You know my baby's the sweetest thing you ever seen
But ain't nobody give my baby peaches but me
She got them peaches for free
My baby went to the market today
She got them chili peppers hot
My baby went to the market today
She got them chili peppers hot
You know my baby likes them chili peppers hot
But ain't no chili pepper got what my woman's got
She got them chili peppers hot
My baby went to the market today
She got them peaches for free
My baby went to the market today
She got them peaches for free
You know my baby spends a lot of time 'round the market
But you know there ain't no way that I'm gonna stop it
She got them peaches for free
My baby went to the market today
She got them chili peppers hot
My baby went to the market today
She got them chili peppers hot
You know my baby's got it all goin' on
But if she stays 'round the market I will surely be gone
She got them chili peppers hot
My baby went to the market today
She got them peaches for free
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Cold Blooded
04:30
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Cold blooded two lovers collide
One with my gun and the other was mine
And it's a hard living at the end of the line
When the line is the barrel of my forty-five
So I took a bus down to Raleigh town
Where I ran into a man said you was messin' around
Well you two-faced, two-timin' son of a gun
I put a bullet through his head
Now I'm a man, I'm a man on the run
Hot blooded I put my finger to her lips
I felt the tears as they ran under my fingertips
I'm a backslider with a heart of gold
A head of boiling water and a good hand to fold
And when I finally boiled over well my eyes glowed red
One finger itchy, oh and one man dead
Well you two-faced, two-timin' son of a gun
I put a bullet through his head
Now I'm a man, I'm a man on the run
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5. |
Ellie Mae
04:52
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Carolina I'm Listening
05:12
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Carolina born and raised it's all I ever known
And if I ever leave this place won't you bury me back home
My ma and pa they worked this land in the Carolina sun
That soil's etched into their hands, sweet Carolina mud
Carolina I'm listening, I hear your voice call
Carolina I ain't leaving at all
So pour me another whiskey, tobacco in my pipe
I think I'll sit and stay here a while
Carolina I ain't leaving at all
They don't grow 'round here no more, I wish it never died
This land is paved from hills to shore, can't say we never tried
And I don't know the ways of old, but I know where my stock is from
When all this land is gone and sold, let the good Lord take me on
Carolina I'm listening, I hear your voice call
Carolina I ain't leaving at all
So pour me another whiskey, tobacco in my pipe
I think I'll sit and stay here a while
Carolina I ain't leaving at all
Southern is as southern does, and I know it tried and true
The hardest work there ever was, just-a diggin' for your food
The coal man came and then he went, and left 'em there to die
But life it grows in the heart of man, it ain't never left behind
Carolina I'm listening, I hear your voice call
Carolina I ain't leaving at all
So pour me another whiskey, tobacco in my pipe
I think I'll sit and stay here a while
Carolina I ain't leaving at all
When I am fully grown, I'm headed for them hills
To hide out in my mountain home, just-a runnin' from my bills
Carolina born and raised, and it's all I've ever known
And if I ever leave this place, won't you bury me back home
Carolina I'm listening, I hear your voice call
Carolina I ain't leaving at all
So pour me another whiskey, tobacco in my pipe
I think I'll sit and stay here a while
Carolina I ain't leaving at all
So pour me another whiskey, tobacco in my pipe
I think I'll sit and stay here a while
Carolina I ain't leaving at all
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Take a blue one, a pink one, a red one, a yellow
Whatever may ail you there's a pill for that fellow
Swallow it dry or down with the whiskey
'Till the Shambles are dancing and the girls are getting frisky
Tell me good sir, do you want to see the world?
From the mountains to the canyons and the winds as they swirl
Well I've got what you need, it'll do just the trick
All your dreams and desires all in one lick
At Mr. Medicimo's Medicine Show!
A round one a square one in all shapes and size
Take one, take another, take three, four, or five
This one cures headaches and this one your mind
From heartaches to mistakes and pains of all kind
Dear boy, come close, do not be shy
One by the mouth takes you higher than high
To the treetops where we swing low and the cannonball skies
Where we float on the clouds and the sun burns your eyes
At Mr. Medicimo's Medicine Show!
Your eyes they will widen, your heart it will pound
Oh your mind it will race and your head it will sound
All this will make for the time of your life
It will bend you, and break you, and cure you from strife
Good woman, come here, I mean you no harm
I swear it won't hurt just a prick in your arm
At Mr. Medicimo's Medicine Show!
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8. |
Jailhouse Religion
03:23
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I know a guy his name is Pete
He was out one night walkin' down the street
He won't hurtin' nobody, he was doing alright
'Till the police came looking for a fight
He had the right to remain silent
But instead he turned around
And this is what he said
Well I know a guy his name is Tom
He was out one night lookin' for some fun
He was rollin' them dice and playin' them cards
'Till the police came with their bleeding hearts
He had the chance to run away
But instead he stuck around
And this is what he said
Jailhouse religion, give me Jesus in the joint
Cross in my cell that I can sharpen to a point
The day that I stood trial the judge he threw the book at me
Said read it front to back and you'll surely be free
Well hell may be the place for you
But it sure as hell ain't no place for me
I know a gal her name is Fee
She was out one night gettin' drinks for
She was drinkin' booze and kissin' boys
'Till the police came right through the doors
She started singing like a jail bird
You could hear her for miles
And miles, and miles, and miles
I don't like you and you don't like me
When I start drinkin' every night of the week
But I keep my cool and I don't make trouble
'Till the police come got me seein' double
And I know I shouldn't say it
But it seems sometimes
I just can't seem to hold my tongue
Jailhouse religion, give me Jesus in the joint
Cross in my cell that I can sharpen to a point
The day that I stood trial the judge he threw the book at me
Said read it front to back and you'll surely be free
Well hell may be the place for you
But it sure as hell ain't no place for me
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9. |
Caroline
05:06
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The city sleeps in sheets tattered by my own two hands
But you were never good enough for me
You walls are crumbling down and you're left standing in the rain
But I was never good enough for you
Caroline,
Forget the things I said and be mind
Caroline,
The Devil won't stop us this time
The flower only grows at the hands of those who tend
And you and I will perish just the same
The ground beneath your feet has been trampled all its life
And I have been walking on you
Caroline,
Forget the things I said and be mind
Caroline,
The Devil won't stop us this time
Well she runs through the forest giving thanks to the trees
For the things that she wants and what she needs
Well her life spells out love and her heart is lady luck
And she flies though the world weighs her down
Caroline,
Forget the things I said and be mind
Caroline,
The Devil won't stop us this time
The room is dark, the bed is still, and my bones rest where they lay
But you were never good enough for me
Your head it spins and aches and there is weakness in your heart
But I was never good enough for you
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10. |
Dogfight
04:45
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Ain't nothin' left here in this town
'Cept four little girls in their wedding gowns
No bus, no train to take you out
Better start walking 'fore the sun goes down
It's a ghost town here, but not for long
'Till the people of the hills start singing their song
See 'em comin' from the mountainside
Headed to town looking for a fight
There's gonna be a dogfight here tonight
Each man wins gonna steal him a bride
First one in from Tennessee
He's mean as a fire and his name is lee
Stuck old Benny with a mean right hook
Took his bride back to Gatlinburg
Then there's Johnny from Lexington
He's built like an ox, but dumb as a hen
Stuck old Jeb right in the jaw
Took him a bride from Saxpahaw
There's gonna be a dogfight here tonight
Each man wins gonna steal him a bride
(Bridge) Well there's gonna be a dogfight in the town here tonight
People gathered all around
They'll be fighting for their lives and they'll be fighting for their wives
Just as soon as the sun goes down
Well there's gonna be a dogfight in the town here tonight
All we can do is pray
When the dust clears out by the morning light
Only four men can walk away
Then there's Earl from Douglasville
And no one knew he'd struck a deal
Pete through the fight for a nice cash prize
Earl reached in the hat and stole him a bride
Lasts ones in from North Caroline
Joe and Pete from the Boone Coal Mine
When the fighting settled and the dust cleared
The crowd screamed "Old Pete is dead!"
There's gonna be a dogfight here tonight
Each man wins gonna steal him a bride
(Bridge) Well there's gonna be a dogfight in the town here tonight
People gathered all around
They'll be fighting for their lives and they'll be fighting for their wives
Just as soon as the sun goes down
Well there's gonna be a dogfight in the town here tonight
All we can do is pray
When the dust clears out by the morning light
Only four men can walk away
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Ellis Dyson & the Shambles Chapel Hill, North Carolina
Songs for the shambles
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