Bye bye baby I'm leaving You can keep your mansion and your money Your boat and your Benz and your uptown friends And your country club that ain't really country I need a little down home lovin' And a man ain't gonna get it up here Yeah I'll find what I want in a honky tonk I like girls that drink beer You bought me a black tie suit and I ain't wearin' it Can't be seen in that thing in my Lariat Ain't goin' down to the ball in your chariot This high rise life just ain't for me Bye bye baby I'm leaving Now you can keep your mansion and your money Your boat and your Benz and your uptown friends And your country club that ain't really country I need a little down home lovin' And a man ain't gonna get it up here Hey I'll find what I want in a honky tonk I like girls that drink beer There's a two lane black tap road and I'ma hittin' it Skynard back song, let her fly just a-gettin' it Find me a little hot spot and just sit in it Give me a mug of that ice cold brew Get me a girl that's got one too Bye bye baby I'm leaving You can keep your mansion and your money Your boat and your Benz and your uptown friends And your country club that ain't really country I need a little down home lovin' And a man ain't gonna get it up here Hey I'll find what I want in a honky tonk I like girls that drink beer Hey I need a little down home lovin' And a man ain't gonna get it up here Hey I'll find what I want in a honky tonk I like girls that drink beer Yeah I'll find what I want in a honky tonk I like girls that drink beer

A long time ago, way back in history, When all there was to drink was nothin but cups of tea. Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mops, And he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hops. He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king, And to his praises we shall always sing. Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer! Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer Tiddly beer beer beer. The Curtis bar, the James' Pub, the Hole in the Wall as well One thing you can be sure of, its Charlie's beer they sell So all ye lads a lasses at eleven O'clock ye stop For five short seconds, remember Charlie Mops 1 2 3 4 5 He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king, And to his praises we shall always sing. Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer! Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer Tiddly beer beer beer. A barrel of malt, a bushel of hops, you stir it around with a stick, The kind of lubrication to make your engine tick. 40 pints of wallop a day will keep away the quacks. Its only eight pence hapenny and one and six in tax, 1 2 3 4 5 He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king, And to his praises we shall always sing. Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer! Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer Tiddly beer beer beer. The Lord bless Charlie Mops!

A long time ago, way back in history, When all there was to drink was nothin but cups of tea. Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mops, And he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hops. He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king, And to his praises we shall always sing. Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer! Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer Tiddly beer beer beer. The Curtis bar, the James' Pub, the Hole in the Wall as well One thing you can be sure of, its Charlie's beer they sell So all ye lads a lasses at eleven O'clock ye stop For five short seconds, remember Charlie Mops 1 2 3 4 5 A barrel of malt, a bushel of hops, you stir it around with a stick, The kind of lubrication to make your engine tick. 40 pints of wallop a day will keep away the quacks. Its only eight pence hapenny and one and six in tax, 1 2 3 4 5 He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king, And to his praises we shall always sing. Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer! Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer Tiddly beer beer beer. The Lord bless Charlie Mops!

(Tom T. Hall) Country is sittin' on the back porch Listen to the whippoorwills late in the day Country is mindin' your business Helpin' a stranger if he comes your way. Country is livin' in the city Knowin' your people knowin' your kind Country is what you'll make it Country is all in your mind. Country is workin' for a living Thinking your own thoughts lovin' your town Country is teachin' your children Find out what's right stand your ground. Country is a havin' the good times Listen to the music singin' your part Country is walking in the moonlight Country is all in your heart...

The man who preached the funeral Said it really was a simple way to die He laid down to rest one afternoon And never opened up his eyes They hired me and Fred and Joe To dig the grave and carry up some chairs It took us seven hours And I guess, we must have drunk a case of beer I guess, I ought to go and watch them put him down But I don't own a suit And anyway when they start talkin' about The fire in hell, well, I get spooked So, I'll just sit here in my truck And act like I don't know him when they pass Anyway, when they're all through I've got to go to work and mow the grass Well, here they come and who's that Ridin' in that big ol' shiny limousine Mmh! look at all that chrome, I do believe That that's the sharpest thing I've seen That must belong to his great uncle Someone said, "He owned a big ol' farm" When they get parked, I'll mosey down And look it over, that won't do no harm Well, that must be the widow in the car And would you take a look at that? That sure is a pretty dress You know, some women do look good in black Well, he's not even in the ground And they say that his truck is up for sale They say, she took it pretty hard But you can't tell too much behind the veil Well, listen ain't that pretty When the bugler plays the, 'Military taps' I think that when you's in the war They always hide 'n' play a song like that Well, here I am and there they go And I guess, you'd just call it my bad luck I hope he rests in peace, the trouble is The fellow owes me forty bucks

Had my golf clubs on my shoulder when you saw me first today Wearin' my old army sweater that you thought you threw away And when you saw me standin' there you shook your head and sighed When you saw I'd bought a sixpack I thought you were gonna cry Your man loves you honey and I don't know what else to say Your man loves you honey but you can't change my ways Now before you say you're angry you remember what I did Went to church with you last Sunday took your mama and the kids Sat right up and heard the preachin' even wore my Christmas tie I'm not much on organ music 5-strings banjo's more my style Your man loves you honey... Oh you should have had a knight in armor and a castle fair Not some restless cowboy faded jeans and shaggy hair I can't make it babe without you and you know that it's true Keep me around for laughs so I've been good for one or two Your man loves you honey...

One hundred children, brave boys and girls They come from nations all over the world One hundred children marching along One hundred children singing their song Don't blow up the world, don't kill all the flowers Today this is your world, tomorrow it's ours Leave us pure water and forest uncut Think of tomorrow, leave something for us Your God may be dead but ours is alive We think without him, we cannot survive Punish all the bad men, praise all the good Talk to your neighbors about brotherhood One hundred children, brave boys and girls They come from nations all over the world One hundred children marching along One hundred children singing their song This is the song, I was singing one night While I was thinking of wrong and of right I thought of good things that still could be done The marchers now number one hundred and one One hundred children, brave boys and girls They come from nations all over the world One hundred children marching along One hundred children singing their song One hundred children, brave boys and girls They come from nations all over the world One hundred children marching along

She walks through the corn leadin' down to the river Her hair shone like gold in the hot mornin' sun She took all the love that a poor boy could give her And left me to die like a fox on the run Like a fox, like a fox, like a fox on the run Now everybody knows the reason for my fall A woman tempted me down in paradise hall This woman tempted me and she took me for a ride Like a lonely fox, boys, I need a place to hide She walks through the corn leadin' down to the river Her hair shone like gold in the hot mornin' sun She took all the love that a poor boy could give her And left me to die like a fox on the run Like a fox, like a fox, like a fox on the run Oh, we'll drink a glass of wine, boys, to purify our soul We'll talk about the world and the friends we used to know I see a string of girls who have put me on before The game is nearly over and the hounds are at the door She walks through the corn leadin' down to the river Her hair shone like gold in the hot mornin' sun Oh, she took all the love that a poor boy could give her And left me to die like a fox on the run Like a fox, like a fox, like a fox on the run