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I was born one rainy morning in a little house across town
Daddy liked to roam leave Mama alone
She just couldn't tie him down
He liked his gamblin and whiskey
And mama just liked to cook and sew
It made me a man before my time
I felt many a cold wind blow

Oh, flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Didn't get to bed last night
On the way the paper bag was on my knee
Man, I had a dreadful flight

I'm back in the USSR
You don't know how lucky you are boy
Back in the USSR (yeah)

New York City, you're so big and tough,
Well here we come, baby, we're struttin' our stuff.
Well, we look kinda frisky, we're pretty damn bad
Cause Southern cookin' is all we ever had.
Oh, cook 'em up some greens, baby.

I've seen the mountains up in Tennessee
Sweet little hill woman satisfied me.

My horse is kicking dust up off the trail
I'm just getting back from a trip to hell
My six gun she's stapped by my side
Thunder is the horse that I ride
And it seems to me this is one hell of a way
For a man like me to earn that pay

Outlaws on the loose

A fire is burning low the moon is on the rise
Stuck in a devil's canyon surrounded by all sides
Got nowhere left to run time is drawing near

Well load up your guns its time to fight
It just don't matter who's wrong or right
Load up your guns get a man in your sights
This canyon's gonna feel the fire tonight

Mama had dreams.. but daddy had plans
I lived on mamas love but learned from daddys hands
They gave me all the freedom to be who I am
Took me from boy to man...
I cherish the days when they were alive
Mama taught me respect and how to feel inside
Daddy was busy workin just tryin to make a dime
He said son you gotta live and learn to survive

(Southern Rock, USA)

(Ingram / Galvin / Brown / McVay / Bush)

(acoustic version, unplugged)

On the Edge of Sundown ... a man rode into town
His clothes were old and dirty like the guns he wore low down

I'm travelin' down the road and I'm flirtin' with disaster
I've got the pedal to the floor and my life is running faster
I'm outta money outta hope it looks like self destruction
Well how much more can we take with all of this corruption
We're flirtin' with disaster, ya'll know what I mean
And the way we run our lives it makes no sense to me
I don't know about yourself or what you wanna to be, yeah
When we gamble with our time we choose our destiny

I've been to Alabama, people, ain't a whole lot to sse;
Skynard says it's a real sweet home, but it ain't nothing to me
Charlie Daniels will tell you the good Lord lives in Tennessee, ha!
But I'm going back to the Gator Country, where the wine and women are free

There's a gator in the bushes, he's calling my name
And a saying come on, boy, you better make it back home again
There's many roads I've traveled but they all kinda look the same

Gone in sixty seconds, still runnin' way down low
You feel the eyes upon you, said baby, it's time to go
Get your things and grab your heart, just head on out the door
The world is out there waitin' for you, only you know what you're lookin' for

Live fast, ride hard and go for what you know
Life's tough and go for what you know
Go for what you know

Remember how we used to play, laughed and fought the days away,
But now those days are gone and I still fightin',
For the heart of my soul,
Summers never seem to last, childhood days are in the past,
But memories of you are still reflected,
In the heart of my soul

[Chorus:]

Four decades ago an man left Mississippi
To fight the war in Vietnam...
Did two tours and got shot received the metal of honor
When he got home he wasn,t the same man

But when you get home tonight and give thanks to your maker
For your loved ones and the food on your table
Say a prayer for the ones who lost their lives

Your slippn' out the back door, slidin' down the lane,
Whatcha doin' that for, baby, whatcha got to gain,
I can't be watchin' you, I can't be watchin' you,
I don't know what you're up to, but it must be no good,
Now I hear your runnin' with some local city hood,
I can't be watchin' you, I can't be watchin' you
Chorus:
'I ain't wasting all my time trying to keep you in line,

Old biker dream rollin' to the rally
In the wind with long legged Sally
Smell rice burnin' won't you step aside...Yea
True Americana is the only ride

Chorus:
I wanna live and ride free
Kickstart to Freedom don't tread on me

You can break a mirror
Light three on a match
Walk under a ladder
Kick a black cat
Try your luck in Vegas
Shoot nothing but craps
But I'll gamble on my lady
When my luck's running bad.

Ridin that night and the the moon is high
Gotta hell hound on my trail
Got to cross the Rio Grande
And never let me out of that jail
Feel the cool desert air... whippin' accross my face
Don't make a sound stay close to the ground
Got to leave without a trace

Everybody's got a different life story, there ain't no two alike
We all have family hardships, do our best just to survive
Early springtime morning, the life I knew came to an end
I lost my lover and my wife and my very closest friend

Your mama and your daddy always raised an eye to see
They tried to give you all the love they had and ever need
I gave you unconditional love, so you would never feel alone

Don't do no drugs
Ain't got the time
I keep it straight
But I don't mid
Cause I got love
That the only plan
I'm just a satisfied man.

Is this how it ends?
We're strangers again
It's over but you won't explain
No kiss no goobye,not one final lie
Just cold to the bone from the ice's that's runnin' through your veins
You got stone in your heart.

Chorus:

Was drivin' in my car long about Saturday night
I met a guy in a silver Trans-Am at a traffic light
He said hey, you want to make some dough?
Before I had a chance to say no
He said all you gotta do is take Miss Lucy home

He told me his name was Lou, he took me aside
He said I really gotta go, but my baby, she needs a ride

It's another tequila sunrise
Starin' slowly cross the sky, said goodbye
He was just a hired hand
Workin' on the dreams he planned to try
The days go by

Every night when the sun goes down
Just another lonely boy in town

Guess who just got back today,
Them wild-eyed boys that'd been away,
Haven't changed, had much to say,
But man, I still think them cats are crazy.
They were askin' if you were around,
How you was, where you could be found.
Told them you were livin' downtown,
Drivin' all the old men crazy.

Hey whiskey man, you're running as hard as you can
You drink your whiskey too much more than you can stand
You have your highs, you have your lows
Nobody knows which way you go

Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long
It takes whiskey to make you tall

Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted
I bought them for you
Graceless lady you know who I am
You know I can’t let you
slide through my hands

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away

Oh, listen to my story:

Life is getting stranger baby.
As we travel on.
People don`t know the difference no more between
right and wrong.
Say it`s going to be a cold dark night when the
creeper comes along.