I've got to run to keep from hidin' And I'm bound to keep on ridin' I've got one more silver dollar But I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider I don't own the clothes I'm wearing And the road goes on forever I've got one more silver dollar But hey, I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider I've gone by the point of caring Some old bed I'll soon be sharing I've got one more silver dollar But hey, I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider No, hey I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider Hey, I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider Hey, I'm not gonna let 'em catch me, no Not gonna let 'em catch the Midnight Rider No, Lord

Well, I know my time ain't easy And the line is drawing long For my baby, she's still waiting But I, I ain't gonna let 'em catch me, no I ain't gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider Well, my home is on the south side But my heart is in between And the passions I've been saving But I ain't gonna let 'em catch me, no Ain't gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider (Ain't gonna let 'em catch me, no) (Ain't gonna let 'em catch me) I ain't gonna let 'em catch me I ain't gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider (Ain't gonna let 'em catch me, no) (Ain't gonna let 'em catch me) Like a beast without a home That will shine both day and night I will always be returning But I ain't gonna let 'em catch me, no Ain't gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider (Ain't gonna let 'em catch me, no) (Ain't gonna let 'em catch me) I ain't gonna let 'em catch me Ain't gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider (Ain't gonna let 'em catch me, no) (Ain't gonna let 'em catch me) I know the time ain't easy And the line is growing long 'Cause my baby, she's still waiting But I ain't gonna let 'em catch me I ain't gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider (Ain't gonna let 'em catch me, no) (Ain't gonna let 'em catch me) I ain't gonna let 'em catch me I ain't gonna let 'em catch the midnight rider (Ain't gonna let 'em catch me, no) (Ain't gonna let 'em catch me)

(Gregg Allman) I gotta run to keep from hidin' I'm bound to keep on a ridin' I got one more silver dollar I ain't gonna let 'em catch me No I ain't gonna let 'em catch A midnight rider. --- Instrumental --- Well, these ain't my clothes I'm wearin' This old road goes on forever I got one more silver dollar I ain't gonna let 'em catch me No I ain't gonna let 'em catch A midnight rider. --- Instrumental --- I've gone by the point of carin' Some old bed I'll soon be sharin' I got one more silver dollar I ain't gonna let 'em catch me No I ain't gonna let 'em catch A midnight rider. --- Instrumental --- I ain't gonna let 'em catch me No I ain't gonna let 'em catch A midnight rider... --- Instrumental to fade ---

(One, two, three) Four wheels, six strings Low on smoke and gasoline Born to live a midnight rider's prayer Same boots, new crowd Same tune, new town Tryna get to Heaven 'for the devil even knows we're there On the road again Like a band of gypsies, we roll down the highway We're the best of friends Insisting that the world keep turning our way And our way Go hard, live fast Play guitars for bar tabs If there's a crowd the show will never end So we set it up and we tear it down For hundred miles to the next town Gonna drive all night just to do it all over again On the road again Like a band of gypsies, we roll down the highway We're the best of friends Insisting that the world keep turning our way And our way When your night is ending Ours is just beginning On the road again Like a band of gypsies, we roll down the highway We're the best of friends Insisting that the world keep turning our way And our way On the road again Like a band of gypsies, we roll down the highway Brothers 'til the end Insisting that the world keep turning our way And our way

Well in North Carolina, way back in the hills Me and my old pappy had a hand in a still We brewed white lightnin' 'til the sun went down Then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin' Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin' Chorus: Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were looking, tryin to book him, But my pappy kept a-cookin' Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin' --- Instrumental --- Well I asked my old pappy why he called his brew White lightnin' 'stead of mountain dew I took a little sip and right away I knew As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue Lightnin' started flashin' and thunder started crashin' Shhhoooh . . . white lightnin' Chorus: Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were looking, tryin to book him, But my pappy kept a-cookin' Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin' --- Instrumental --- Well a city slicker came and he said "I'm tough" I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff He took one g-g-glug and drank it right down And I heard him a moaning as he hit the ground Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin' Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin' Chorus: Well the "G" men, "T" men, revenuers, too Searchin' for the place where he made his brew They were looking, tryin to book him, But my pappy kept a-cookin' Whshhhoooh . . . white lightnin'...

I like Charlie Daniels and I love big John Cash And I think Waylon "Woktosha" Jennings Is a table thumpin' smash Playin' with Marshall Tucker Band Was as good as smokin' grass But if you don't like Hank Williams You can kiss our ass Cause I think what they done Is well worth doin' And their doin' it the Best way that they can Oh you're the only one That you are screwin' When you put down what You don't understand I love all them Allman Brothers, Merle Haggard, and George Jones Shotgun Willie Nelson and them Rockin' rollin' Stones Everything the Eagles do And I'm in love with Linda Rondstat Anybody that don't like Hank Williams You can kiss our ass Cause I think what they done Is well worth doin' And their doin' it the Best way that they can Oh you're the only one That you are screwin' When you put down what You don't understand I ain't sayin' that he was The first or the last But if you don't like Hank Williams You can kiss our ass