Rapid Roy
Oh rapid roy that stock car boy
He too much too believe
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
Rolled up in his t-shirt sleeve
He got a tattoo on his arm that say "baby"
He got another one that just say "hey"
But every sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon
In a '57 chevrolet
Oh rapid roy that stock car boy
He's the best driver in the land
He say that he learned to race a stock car
By runnin' shine outta alabam'
Oh the demolition derby
And the figure eight
Is easy money in the bank
Compared to runnin' from the man
In oklahoma city
With a 500 gallon tank
Oh rapid roy that stock car boy
He too much too believe
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
Rolled up in his t-shirt sleeve
He got a tattoo on his arm that say "baby"
He got another one that just say "hey"
And sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon
In a '57 chevrolet
Yeah roy so cool
That racin' fool he don't know what fear's about
He do a hundred thirty mile an hour
Smilin' at the camera
With a toothpick in his mouth
He got a girl back home
Name of dixie dawn
But he got honeys all along the way
And you oughta hear 'em screamin'
For that dirt track demon
In a '57 chevrolet
Oh rapid roy that stock car boy
He too much too believe
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
Rolled up in his t-shirt sleeve
He got a tattoo on his arm that say "baby"
He got another one that just say "hey"
But every sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon
In a '57 chevrolet
song performed by by Jim Croce
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Chevrolet
Written by: ed and lonnie young
Well Im gonna buy you a watch and chain
Im gonna buy you a watch and chain
Im gonna buy you a watch and chain
And do cool stuff for you baby
And do cool stuff for you
Im gonna buy you a chevrolet
Im gonna buy you a chevrolet
Im gonna buy you a chevrolet
And do cool stuff for you
Yeah do cool stuff for you
Gonna build you a house and home
Im gonna build you a house and home
Said Im gonna build you a house and home
And do cool stuff for you baby
Said do cool stuff for you
Now Im going take back my diamond ring
Im going take back my diamond ring yeah
Im going take back that diamond ring
Gonna get it back from you baby
Said get it back from you
Take back my credit cards thats right
Im gonna take back my credit cards
Im gonna take back my credit card
Take it back from you yes I will now
Take it back from you
Say re-possess that chevrolet yes I will
Re-possess my chevrolet
Im gonna re-possess that chevrolet
Take it back from you
Im gonna take it back from you
Im gonna tear down her house and home
Im gonna tear down her house and home
Brick by brick you know its gonna go
To take away from you baby
To take it away from you
Gonna buy the girl five dollar drinks
Gonna buy her five dollar drinks
Im gonna buy her five or six them thing
To get her home with me now
I said to get it on with me
And then Ill roll up my highest gauge
Im gonna roll up my highest gauge
Im gonna roll up my sunday night gauge
To do blow smoke from you
To blow smoke over you
Im gonna beat ya black and blue huh
Im gonna beat ya beat ya black and blue
Yeah just tell me baby if you want me to
Ill beat you black and blue
Hey if you ask me to
Well beat ya
Well Im gonna beat ya
Well baby
Thats what i
Thats what i
Thats what Im gonna do yeah
I said now thats what I wanna do
(yeah)
song performed by by Black Crowes
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Chevrolet
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Iron Maiden - Chevrolet
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(Billy Gibbons)
(Note: Performed at the Marquee club 19.12.1985)
(Note: Original by ZZ Top, on album Rio Grande Mud)
In a flat Forty-One with my strat on the door
we was goin' to the country for what we came for.
I'm sure you've smelled the trees in the air.
The best of motor cruisin's just the joy to get there.
I was approachin' Simonton down by the cotton gin.
There was old man Berkman trying to flag me in.
He asked if I would stay awhile and if I needed gas.
I said, "No thanks, anyhow I don't drive too fast."
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
I took the road down to Cinco
through that red Brazos River land,
done hit that freeway at sunset.
Now the big city lights are at hand.
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Kiss Met Kismet - After Austin Dobson A Kiss and James Leigh Hunt Jenny Kissed Me
In seduction I lack
not one whit in the sack,
making pass I attack
Jenny's tongue tied and, thwack!
she kissed me right back
like that, without sorrow,
and a pat on the back
seemed to show on right track
was my rapid clic-clac.
Yet at dawn on the morrow
she hastened to pack
and the taxi fare borrow
though I'd thought myself crack
minglling tongue tastes, alack...
tingling young hastes allegro!
revised 11 March 2012 after Austin Dobson A Kiss and James Leigh Hunt Jenny Kissed Me for previous versions see below
In seduction I lack
not one whit in the sack,
in the ‘Ars' I've a knack
while admiring her rack
with my strong chimney stack.
That she kissed me right back
no remonstrance, no sorrow,
with a pat on the back,
neither heartbreak nor flack,
nor regret for some lack,
seemed to show on right track
was strategic attack -
as the French say ‘crack crack! '
But before dawn the morrow
she'd so rapidly pack -
what is white, what is black? -
and eclipsed herself solo
proving victory hollow
with a law-suit to follow.
3 August 1991 revised 12 October 2008 revised 25 January 2009
Kiss Met Kismet
In seduction I lack
not one whit in the sack,
she kissed me right back
like that, without sorrow,
and a pat on the back
seemed to show on right track
was my rapid attack.
Yet at dawn on the morrow
she hastened to pack
and the taxi fare borrow!
3 August 1991 revised 12 October 2008 for previous version see below
A Kiss - The Reply
I kissed Rose right back
like that, without sorrow,
and a pat on the back
showing on the right track
was my rapid attack
I received on the morrow: -
so why would she pack
and the taxi fare borrow?
(3 August 1991)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Freight Train Boogie / Choo Choo Ch'boogie
(GriffinHorton, Darling, Gabler)
Casey Jones was a mighty man, now he's resting in the Promised Land.
The only thing he could understand was an eight-wheel driver under his command.
He made the freight train boogie all the time.
He made the freight train boogie as he rolled down the line.
Woo woo, wah wah, woo woo, wah wah. Woo woo, wah wah, woo woo, wah wah.
He made the freight train boogie as he rolled down the line.
I'm headed for the station with my pack on my back,
I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack.
I just love the rhythm of the clickity-clack,
I hear the whistle blowing, see the smoke from the stack.
And pal around with democratic fellas named Mac,
Take me right back to the track, Jack.
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie, woo woo, woo woo ch'boogie.
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie, take me right back to the track, Jack.
You reach your destination and alas and alack,
You need some compensation to get back in the black.
You take a morning paper from the top of the stack
and read the situation from the front to the back.
The only job that's open needs a man with a knack,
take me right back to the track, Jack.
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie, woo woo, woo woo ch'boogie.
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie, take me right back to the track, Jack.
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie, woo woo, woo woo ch'boogie.
Choo choo, choo choo ch'boogie,
He made the freight train boogie as he rolled down the line.
song performed by by John Denver
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Chevrolet Deluxe
I had a wife and kid, and I tried to settle down
I just wanted to live an honest life on the edge of an honest town.
But in the end they left me danglin danglin (in the night? )
And I went crazy tryin, tryin to walk that thin line.
Oh chevrolet deluxe, I bought you with all your accessories,
Oh chevrolet deluxe, I bought you with all your accessories,
But mister, I cant keep my payments up
I lie awake at night and wonder if Im tough enough
To win back the hand of chevrolet deluxe.
......
They shut the power off down at the mill (the count the third time? )
And these days when you ride down main street
Its just whitewashed windows and vacancy signs
Did you ever think til the end your kids you would never believe
That if you would leave this old town, that it would leave me.
My brothers down in ft bragg, been there for half a year
Man he just got into too much trouble around here.
Chevrolet deluxe, I bought her with all the accessories,
But mister, I cant keep those payments up
Chevrolet deluxe, I lost my heart, I lost my guts....
......
She was sittin down at highway chevrolet out on route 3
She was looking like she was waitin just for me
I worked all summer long and I saved my money up
And I went down and I put that money down
In the fall, billy, (...? )
I drove him down rode down together down to fort bragg
In the years that he was gone (...? )
(...? ) in the refinery (...? ) go along
Chevrolet deluxe, I bought her with all the accessories,
(...? )
Another year end gone, and billy he came home
(...? )
But it was like all of a sudden there was a curse
Things got band and things got worse
Hmmm... went the power there down at the mill
Hmmm... the thrill when they shut the power down at the mill
(...? )
Chevrolet deluxe, I bought her with all the accessories,
But I cant keep those payments up
Chevrolet deluxe
(...? ) you were so clear to see
Now when I wake in the mornging I dont know whats happening to me
Chevrolet deluxe, I bought her with all the accessories,
Mister I cant keep those payments up
Chevrolet deluxe you let me down took the heart right out of me
I saw her when I was 17 down at hansens chevrolet
I made up my mind to get her any how, any way.
That whole summer I worked until I had enough
Then I went and put my money down on that chevrolet deluxe.
[...]
Chevrolet deluxe, I bought her with all the accessories,
But mister, I cant keep those payments up
Chevrolet deluxe, I lost my heart, she took my gut...
It dont matter what you want, it dont matter what you say,
Are you tough enough not to play the way they play.
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Listen To The Eight Track
(mick, Ive got a...)
There must be one million stories in new york city, the naked city, and this is one of em
I live out on the island, and I got problems
My mom dont like me, cause she says I know sultan(? )
Sitting in the cark park, in my old buick skylark
Getting high, getting high,
Getting high on the eight track
Oh, listen to the eight track
Oh, listen to the eight track
Oh, listen to the eight track
Oh, listen to the eight track
Oh it aint easy, when you gotta survive
Keep on giving death, just to survive
Oh get out into the car park, sitting in my own buick skylark in the dark
Oh, n Ill listen to the eight track
Oh, Ill listen to the eight track
Oh, listen to the eight track
Oh, listen to the eight track
Yeah, cant wind it back
Listen to the eight track
In between the seats, in the cracks
Listen to the eight track
Oh sometimes I get a woman in here
And I put on bruce springsteens new double album
And then, just when everythings getting hot
I start turning the volume right down low
Baby, let me snuggle right next to you
You turned to me sweetly, you know what she said,
She said, turn up the eight track
Oh listen to the eight track
Oh listen to the eight track, aint no winding it back
Listen to the eight track
Listen to the eight track
Listen to the eight track
There must have been about a million stories in new york city, the naked city, and this has been one of them!
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Raining On Sunday
It ticks just like a timex
It never lets up on you
Who said life was easy
The job is never through
Itll run us til were ragged
Itll harden our hearts
And love could use a day of rest
Before we both start falling apart
Pray that its raining on sunday
Stormin like crazy
Well hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes monday
Can take care of itself
cause we got better things that we could do
When its raining on sunday
Your love is like religion
A cross in mexico
And your kiss is like the innocence
Of a prayer nailed to a door
Oh surrender in much sweeter
When we both let it go
Let the water wash our bodies clean
And love wash our souls
Pray that its raining on sunday
Stormin like crazy
Well hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes monday
Can take care of itself
cause we got better things that we could do
When its raining on sunday
Pray that its raining on sunday
Stormin like crazy
Well hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes monday
Can take care of itself
cause we got better things that we could do
When its raining on sunday
When its raining on sunday
When its raining on sunday
Let it rain
song performed by by Keith Urban
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His Red Dirt Life
So many red dirt roads he’s traveled
Along his long red dirt life
Children born and raised with
His charming red dirt wife
A home was built and furnished
Upon his red dirt land
He’s done the very best he could
Always taking a red dirt stand
Red dirt roads that lead up to
A bridge to the other side
He tries to go right with the flow
Along life’s red dirt ride
And during that ride it seems
There are some pot holes in the road
But he just keep pluggin’ along you see
Just carrying his red dirt load
The streams and valleys continue
Until the end of his red dirt time
And when the sun beats down on him
He loves to see that red dirt shine!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Sunday Afternoon
I can think of better days
As I look into your eyes
And I feel that in a way
I know that youll be alright
And he walks for a mile
Its his style
Baby never acts wild
Feels hes invencible
He walks for a while
But I never ask why
He needs his time in isolation
Its your views
On your groove
On a sunday afternoon
Paint it slow
Then youll know
What you need to work out soon
Im gonna whisper in your ear
Ive a lot of things to say to you
Ill give you all my universe
Youre all I want and thats for sure
And he walks for a mile
Its his style
Baby never acts wild
Feels hes invencible
He walks for a while
But I never ask why
He needs his time in isolation
Its your views
On your groove
On a sunday afternoon
Paint it slow
Then youll know
What you need to work out soon
Its your views
On your groove
On a sunday afternoon
Paint it slow
Then youll know
What you need to work out soon
In your darkest hour
Take my hand and Ill show you
Understand it much better
Ill make sure you get there
Its your views
On your groove
On a sunday afternoon
Paint it slow
Then youll know
What you need to work out soon
Its your views
On your groove
On a sunday afternoon
Paint it slow
Then youll know
What you need to work out soon
song performed by by Texas
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You Can Sleep While I Drive
Come on baby let's get out of this town
I got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down
There's a chill in my bones
I don't want to be left alone
So baby you can sleep while I drive
I'll pack my bag and load up my guitar
In my pocket I'll carry my harp
I got some money I saved
Enough to get underway
And baby you can sleep while I drive
We'll go thorough Tucson up to Santa Fe
And Barbara in Nashville says we're welcome to stay
I'll buy you glasses in Texas a hat from New Orleans
And in the morning you can tell me your dreams
You know I've seen it before
This mist that covers your eyes
You've been looking for something
That's not in your life
My intentions are true
Won't you take me with you
And baby you can sleep while I drive
Oh is it other arms you want to hold you
the stranger
But lover you're free
Can't you get that with me
Come on baby let's get out of this town
I got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down
If you won't take me with you
I'll go before night is through
And baby you can sleep while I drive
song performed by by Melissa Etheridge
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Back On The Track
Bad reputation, seems to be my style
I've been categorized as a little wild
The police took my photograph
A hunted boy runnin' from his past
Some even called me the devil's child
At seventeen, I was on my own
Had the clothes on my back, from a broken home
Slapped in the face 'til my daddy got straight
I knew it was time to run
(Chorus)
Now I'm back, back on the track again
I'm back, I'm holdin' my own, I'm leadin' the pack
I'm back, from a shattered home and a living hell
I'm back, back on the track
First indication, of trouble's up ahead
I saw the flashing blues, I saw the color red
A big commotion at the friendly store
Found a poor man robbed and a kid at the door
"Guilty as charged", or so the judge said
I was sent to school to try to learn a trade
But when the schoolboys laughed I became enraged
I prayed to god that's the last mistake I'd made
(Chorus)
Bad reputation freedom's my desire
I tried to clear my name, I came under fire
A bad situation was a way of life
With a cutthoat laywer given bad advice
The only hope I had was a proven liar
It was win or lose, out to clean the slate
It was some big news when I made the break
And I ran for years to avoid the state
Another chance I was forced to take
Now I'm back, back on the track again
I'm back, I'm holdin' my own, I'm leadin' the pack
I'm back, from a shattered home and a living hell
I'm back, back on the track again
I'm back, back on the track again
I'm back, I'm back on the track again
song performed by by 38 Special
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In The Morning
I can't stop myself from calling
Calling out your name
I can't stop myself from falling
Falling back again
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
Dark like the shady corner
Inside a violin
Hot like to burn my lips
I know I can't win
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
I try to quit you but I'm too weak
Waking up without you
I can hardly speak at all
My girlfriend tried to help me
Get you off my mind
She tried a little tea and sympathy
To help me to unwind
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
Funny how my favorite shirt
Smells more like you than me
Bitter traces left behind
In stains no one can see
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
You're gonna put me in an early grave
I know I'm your slave whenever you call
I can't stop myself from calling
Calling out your name
I can't stop myself from falling
Falling back again
Falling back again
In the morning
Baby, in the afternoon
song performed by by Norah Jones
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Smoke Along The Track
(alan rose)
One day the train was passin
I caught it comin by
To look this old world over under gods blue sky
My darlin stood there weepin as I was looking back
I kissed my baby cryin in the smoke along the track
Goodbye so long until I come back home
Youll be my dream
Goodbye so long, theres lots of places that Ive never seen
Ill always be a drifter but Ill be driftin back
To where I left you cryin in the smoke along the track
I like to keep on goin it helps me when Im blue
I get the urge to travel thats all I want to do
I just cant settle down because I like to roam
And when I hear that whistle blow Ive gotta move along
Goodbye so long theres something down the track keeps callin me
Goodbye so long I guess thats just the way Ill always be
So when I get that feelin dont try to hold me back
Id only leave you crying in that smoke along the track
I know my baby loves me I love my baby too
But he dont understand me when Im feelin blue
And when I hear that whistle blow, I hurry home and pack
And leave my baby cryin in the smoke along the track.
Goodbye, so long, I hate to leave you, but Ive got to go
Goodbye, so long, its coming down just hear that whistle blow
Itll be here in a minute, youll wave and Ill look back
Im gonna leave you cryin in the smoke along the track.
Goodbye so long until I come back home
Youll be my dream
Goodbye so long, theres lots of places that Ive never seen
Ill always be a drifter but Ill be driftin back
To where I left you cryin in the smoke along the track
To where I left you cryin in the smoke along the track
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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In The Afternoon
The light is fading in the afternoon
Wont you see me baby in my room
Theres something that I wanna say to you
Tell me baby am I getting through
Wanna make, wanna make, wanna make, wanna make
Love to you
Wanna make, wanna make, wanna make, wanna make
Love to you
Wanna make, wanna make, wanna make, wanna make
Love to you
In the afternoon, in the afternoon
The light is fading from across the way
I see you coming baby every day
I see you running, running from across the field
And I wanna know if you can feel the same as me
Cause I wanna make, wanna make, wanna make, wanna make
Love to you
Wanna make, wanna make, wanna make, wanna make
Love to you
Wanna make, wanna make, wanna make, wanna make
Love to you
In the afternoon, in the afternoon
The wind is howling baby outside the shack
Train whistle blowin from across the track
Get on my wavelength, and you set me free
I just wanna be everything you want me to be
Wanna make, wanna make, wanna make, wanna make
Love to you
Wanna make, wanna make, wanna make, wanna make
Love to you
Wanna make, wanna make, wanna make, wanna make
Love to you
In the afternoon, in the afternoon
The moon is sinking way across the trees
I can see my baby but she cant see me
Ive got a longing deep within my soul
I have to take it there and let it roll
Wanna make, wanna make, wanna make, wanna make
Love to you
Wanna make, wanna make, wanna make, wanna make
Love to you
Wanna make, wanna make, wanna make, wanna make
Love to you
In the afternoon, make love in the afternoon
Make love in the afternoon
Let it roll
You got me reelin and a-rockinand rollin again
Let it roll
You got me reelin and a-rockinand rollin and rollin again
Oh, Im rollin and tumblin, and Im rollin and tumblin
And Im talkin all outta my mind baby
Let it roll
You got me reelin and a-rockin
And Im talkin all outta my mind
Im talkin all outta my mind
Make love in the afternoon
Make love in the afternoon
Make love in the afternoon
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Pimpers Paradise
She love to party, have a good time;
She looks so hearty, feeling fine;
She loves to smoke, sometime shiftin coke;
Shell be laughin when there aint no joke.
A pimpers paradise: thats all she was now;
A pimpers paradise: thats all she was;
A pimpers paradise: thats all she was now;
Pimpers paradise: thats all she was.
(every need got an ego to feed;
Every need got an ego to feed.)
She loves to model up in the latest fashion (oo-bee doo-be doo);
Shes in the scramble and she moves with passion (oo-bee doo-be doo),
Shes getting high, trying to fly the sky (oo-bee doo-be doo)!
Eh! now she is bluesing when there aint no blues.
Wo-o-o-oh! a pimpers paradise: thats all she was now;
A pimpers paradise: thats all she was, oh-ho-ho-ho-ho!
A pimpers paradise: thats all she was now;
A pimpers paradise: thats all she was.
(every need got an ego to feed;
Every need got an ego to feed.)
Wo-ho-o-oh! a pimpers paradise: thats all she was now, wo-oo-o-oo! wo-oh!
A pimpers paradise: thats all she was. we-e-e-ell-a!
A pimpers paradise: Im sorry for the victim now;
Oh, now soon their (pimpers paradise) - soon their heads - soon their -
Soon their very heads will bow.
(pimpers paradise) dont lose track - dont lose track of yourself, oh no!
(pimpers paradise) dont be just a stock - a stock on the shelf -
Stock on the shelf, oh-oh!
(pimpers paradise) thats all she was now. wo-oo-o-oo-o-oo ... -
song performed by by Bob Marley
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You Get Me High
Lets have another joint on me
Lets get as gone as we can be
And well float around the ceiling
Cause baby you get me high
Lets have a six pack of beer
Sit and watch the walls disappear
And well laugh and talk for hours
Oh baby you get me high
Lets smoke a pack of cigarettes
Hey how bout a menthol?
You havent had one of those yet
Yeah well laugh, and cough for hours
Oh baby you get me high
Yeah baby you get me high
Oh baby you get me high
song performed by by Tom Petty
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The Demiurge's Laugh
It was far in the sameness of the wood;
I was running with joy on the Demon’s trail,
Though I knew what I hunted was no true god.
It was just as the light was beginning to fail
That I suddenly heard—all I needed to hear:
It has lasted me many and many a year.
The sound was behind me instead of before,
A sleepy sound, but mocking half,
As of one who utterly couldn’t care.
The Demon arose from his wallow to laugh,
Brushing the dirt from his eye as he went;
And well I knew what the Demon meant.
I shall not forget how his laugh rang out.
I felt as a fool to have been so caught,
And checked my steps to make pretence
It was something among the leaves I sought
(Though doubtful whether he stayed to see).
Thereafter I sat me against a tree.
poem by Robert Frost
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You Can Sleep While I Drive
(written by melissa etheridge)
Come on baby, lets get out of this town
I got a full tank of gas
With the top rolled down
Theres a chill in my bones
I dont want to be left alone
So baby you can sleep while I drive
Ill pack my bag and load up my guitar
In my pocket Ill carry my harp
I got some money I saved, enough to get underway
And baby you can sleep while I drive
Well go through tucson up to santa fe
And barbara in nashville says were welcome to stay
Ill buy you boots down in texas, a hat from new orleans
And in the morning you can tell me your dreams
You know Ive seen it before
This mist that covers your eyes
Youve been looking for something thats not in your life
My intentions are true, wont you take me with you
And baby you can sleep while I drive
Oh is it other arms you want to hold you
The stranger, the lover, youre free
Cant you get that with me
Come on baby lets get out of this town
Ive got a full tank of gas
With the top rolled down
If you wont take me with you
Ill go before night is through
And baby you can sleep while I drive
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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You Can Sleep While I Drive
(written by melissa etheridge)
Come on baby, lets get out of this town
I got a full tank of gas
With the top rolled down
Theres a chill in my bones
I dont want to be left alone
So baby you can sleep while I drive
Ill pack my bag and load up my guitar
In my pocket Ill carry my harp
I got some money I saved, enough to get underway
And baby you can sleep while I drive
Well go through tucson up to santa fe
And barbara in nashville says were welcome to stay
Ill buy you boots down in texas, a hat from new orleans
And in the morning you can tell me your dreams
You know Ive seen it before
This mist that covers your eyes
Youve been looking for something thats not in your life
My intentions are true, wont you take me with you
And baby you can sleep while I drive
Oh is it other arms you want to hold you
The stranger, the lover, youre free
Cant you get that with me
Come on baby lets get out of this town
Ive got a full tank of gas
With the top rolled down
If you wont take me with you
Ill go before night is through
And baby you can sleep while I drive
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Goodbye Baby
Goodbye baby, so long girl.
I know you ain't gonna like it,
But i'm stepping right out in your world
For i'm coming to your party
And i won't be able to stay,
But i'm gonna kiss you one more time, lord,
Then i'm going away.
Goodbye baby hmm, baby goodbye hmm.
You may be lonely, yeah, you may be hurt,
Like a fool i gave you candy,
You turned around and treated me like dirt.
But still i'm gonna come to your party
And just before the break of day
I'm gonna touch you one more time, lord,
Then i'm going away.
Sing it to me again
Goodbye baby hmm ha, baby goodbye.
Look out, what you see ?
I see a train a-coming,
A train a-coming down the long lonesome track.
I'll tell you, girl, i gotta go on home now,
But deep down in your heart
You know that someday i'm, i'm coming back
And i'm gonna look for you at your party,
'cause all the time i know that i'll find you there
And listen, i'm gonna dance with you
One more time, oh yeah.
Sing it to me tonight now
Goodbye baby, sing it sweet baby goodbye.
Lord, you're singing so sweet tonight goodbye baby
Goodbye baby baby baby baby goodbye
I'll see you around sometime, lord goodbye baby...
song performed by by Van Morrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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