Willie, Waylon and Me - David Allan Coe

Turn the sound down on my TV I just can't listen any more It's like I'm in some foreign country That I've never seen before So come now here to think about it What in the hell are we goin' to do? Cause after all is said and all is done It's just me and you It's just me and you And we are definitely outnumbered There's more of them than us Just when you think you made a new friend They throw you under the bus So it's just me and you It's just me and you I had a friend I used to talk to We used to both sit on the fence But anymore I can't relate to him 'Cause he ain't got a lick of sense So now I just ask you the questions But I'm the one I'm talkin' to The world has gone out of its mind except for me and you It's just me and you And we are definitely outnumbered There's more of them than us Just when you think you made a new friend They throw you under the bus So it's just me and you Yeah, it's just me and you Yeah, it's just me and you

(Kris Kristofferson - Fred Foster) Busted flat in Baton Rouge headed for the trains Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained Took us all the way to New Orleans. I took my har'poon out of my dirty red bandana I was playin' sad while Bobby sang the blues With them windshield whipers slappin' time and Bobby clappin' hands We finally sang up ever song that driver knew. Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free Feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues Feeling it was good enough for me good enough for me and Bobby McGee. --- Instrumental --- From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun Bobby shared the secrets of my soul Standin' right beside me Lord through everything I done Every night she'd keep me from the cold. Somewhere near Salinas Lord Bobby slipped away Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find I'd trade all of my tomorrows for just one yesterday Holding her body close to mine. Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free Feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues Feeling it was good enough for me good enough for me and Bobby McGee. --- Instrumental to fade ---

I've spent the lifetime making up my mind to be More than the measure of what I thought others could see Good luck and fast bucks are too far and too few between Catalog buyers and old five and dimers like me She stood beside me letting me know she would be Something to lean on when everything ran out on me Fenced yards ain't hole cards and like is not never will be Reason for rhymers and old five and dimers like me (Steel) It's taking me so long and now that I know I believe All that I do or say is all I ever will be Too far and too high and too deep ain't too much to be Too much ain't enough for old five and dimers like me Mhm mhm an old five and dimer is all I intended to be

Stop the world and let me off I'm tired of goin' 'round 'n' 'round I played the game of love and lost So, stop the world and let me off My dreams are shattered, don't you see? Now you no longer cater for me I miss the wonder of your kiss How could you leave me here like this? Stop the world and let me off I'm tired of goin' 'round 'n' 'round I played the game of love and lost So, stop the world and let me off Stop the world and let me off I'm tired of goin' 'round 'n' 'round I played the game of love and lost So, stop the world and let me off

Three fingers whiskey pleasures the drinkers And moving does more than the same thing for me Willy he tells me that doers and thinkers Say,? Movin' is a closest thing to being free? Willy rosins his riggins laid back his wages He's dead certain ridin' the big rodeo My woman's tight with an overdue baby And Willy keeps yelling,? Hey Gypsy let's go? Willy you're wild as a Texas Blue Norther Ready rolled from the same makins as me Well, I reckon we're gonna ramble till Hell freeze us over Willy the wandering Gypsy and me Well ladies we surely will take up your favors And we'll surely worn you there never will be A single soul living that could put brand or handle On Willy the wandering Gypsy and me We'll dance on the mountains, shout in the canyons Swarm it ain't loose herd like a wild buffalo Jammin' our heads full of figures And angles and tellin' us stuff that we already know Willy you're wild as a Texas Blue Norther Ready rolled from the same makins as me Well, I reckon we're gonna ramble till Hell freeze us over Willy the wandering Gypsy and me Yeah, Willy you're wild as a Texas Blue Norther Ready rolled from the same makins as me And I reckon we're gonna ramble till Hell freeze us over Willy the wandering Gypsy and me

(Gary Nicholson - John Jarvis) My father had so much to tell me Things he said I had to know Don't make my mistakes There are rules you can't break. But I had to find out on my own Now when I look at my own son I know what my father went through There's only so much you can do. You're proud when they walk Scared when they run That's how it always has been Between fathers and sons. It's a bridge you can't cross It's a cross you can't bear It's the words you can't say The things you can't change No matter how much you care. So you do all you can But then you gotta let go You're just part of the flow Of the river that runs Between fathers and sons. --- Instrumental --- Your mother will try to protect you Hold you as long as she can But the higher you climb The more you can see. That's something I understand One day you'll look at your own son There'll be so much that you want to say He'll have to find his own way. On the road he must take The course he must run That's how it always has been Between fathers and sons. It's a bridge you can't cross It's a cross you can't bear It's the words you can't say The things you can't change No matter how much you care. So you do all you can But then you gotta let go You're just part of the flow Of the river that runs Between fathers and sons.

By: david allan coe I can't see nothing' but spotlights Spotlights see nothing' but me All of my music is lonely Yea, all of my heartaches were free Don't waste your time or your flash bulbs Too many heroes are dead You like to live in the city Yea, i like to live in my head Somebody shoot out that spotlight Spotlights ain't nothing' but jive Roll me a smoke, and give me some coke Treat me like i am alive Tell all the ladies i'm single Tell lone star beer that i'm dry Everyone's lying' bout living' I'm tired of living' a lie I spend my nighttimes in mourning' I spend my morning's alone You spent your your money to see me tonight Yea, i spent all mine getting' stoned Now that they're both kinda busted Doesn't it seem kinda strange That i lay down knowing we're two of a kind And you'll leave here knowing my name

The railroad don't go there Airplane don't go there Gray hound don't go there Anywhere near there That mean I gotta walk Gotta stick out my thumb But the folks round these here parts child They don't pick up no walkin' bum My baby sent me there I didn't wanna go there Said that I'd find some work there Or somewhere near there I didn't get no job No I didn't get none I'm out on this highway I ain't nothin' but a walkin' bum Walkin' in the rain Walkin' in the sun And I ain't got no choice I'm a walkin' bum I gotta get home Anyway that I can now These rocks and stones are hurtin' my feet This walkin' bum is still a man The railroad don't go there Airplane don't go there Gray hound don't go there Anywhere near there That mean I gotta walk Ain't no sense in stickin out my thumb Cause these folks in alabama They just don't pick up no walkin' bums And that's what I am now I'm a walkin' bum I'm gonna get home someway Think I'll just pull my shoes off Sit down right here beside the road

They judge a boy by his friends And all'a mine are trash They say you find your own level Well, I'm a snake in the grass But I can't help the things I do I've always been attracted to Cheap thrills, don't you know I like Cheap thrills, it's night after night Cheap thrills Well, if you ain't supposed to do it I will I got a low reputationand and a bad attitude 'Cause all I want to do is something that I ain't supposed to do But I can't change the things I love I guess I'm just a victim of Cheap thrills, don't you know I like Cheap thrills, it's night after night Cheap thrills Well, if you ain't supposed to do it I will Cheap thrills, don't you know I like Cheap thrills, it's night after night Cheap thrills Well, if you ain't supposed to do it I will Cheap thrills, whoa, you know I like Cheap thrills, whoa, night after night Cheap thrills, yes, yes, yes If you ain't supposed to do it I will

Morning found me lyin' on a floor in New Orleans Looking like the patches was about to eat my jeans Feeling like my belly was a warehouse for the blues And I sure miss my sweet Cocaine Carolina Met her on an ocean liner, I called her Cocaine Carolina She was quite a lady then, I was 22 God knows how much I adored her I just never could afford her Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you? Goodbye Cocaine Carolina you and I are through I'm going back to Sandy Scag, she knows just what to do She don't love me for my money, she just wants my body, honey Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you? Someone said if I was lucky I could go back to Kentucky Lexington was famous for its bluegrass and its hills Carolina, we should get up Girl, we're gonna have to split up Maybe I should go to California Goodbye Cocaine Carolina, me and you are through I'm going back to Sandy Scag, she sure knows just what to do She don't love me for my money, she just wants my body, honey Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you? Goodbye Cocaine Carolina, me and you are through I'm going back to Sandy Scag, she knows just what to do She don't love me for my money, she just wants my body, honey Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?