Lyrics

She Used to Love Me a Lot
I saw her through the window today
She was sittin' in the Silver Spoon cafe
I started to keep going
But something made me stop
She used to love me a lot

She looked lonely and I knew the cure
Old memories would win her heart for sure
I thought I’d walk on in there
And give it my best shot
She used to love me a lot

I sat down beside her and she smiled
She said where have you been it's been awhile
She seemed so glad to see me
Lord, I could read her thoughts
She used to love me a lot

She used to love me with a love that wouldn't die
Looking at her now I can't believe i said good-bye
It would only take a minute to turn back the clock
She used to love me a lot

Well I reminded her how good it was back then
I said you know it's not to late to start again
We could spend a night together
Take up where we left off
She used to love me a lot

Then I panicked as she turned to walk away
As she went out the door I heard her say
Yes I’m in need of something
But it's something you ain't got
But I used to love you a lot

Chorus

She used to love me with a love that wouldn't die
Looking at her now I can't believe she said good-bye
It would only take a minute to turn back that ol' clock
She used to love me a lot
She used to love me a lot
She used to love me a lot ...

Mona Lisa Lost Her Smile
Chorus:
Mona Lisa lost her smile
The painter's hands are trembling now
And if she's out there running wild
It's just because I taught her how
The masterpiece that we had planned
Is laying shattered on the ground
Mona Lisa lost her smile
And the painter's hands are trembling now

Verse I:
And the eyes that used to burn for me
Now they no longer look my way
And the love that used to be
Why, it just got lost in yesterday
And if she seems cold to the touch
Well there used to burn a flame
I gave too little, took too much
'Til I erased the painter's name

Chorus

Chorus instrumental

Chorus

The Ride
Well, I was thumbin' from Montgomery
I had my guitar on my back
When a stranger stopped beside me in an antique Cadillac
Well he was dressed like 1950
Half drunk and hollow-eyed
He said "Its a long walk to Nashville
Would you like a ride, son?"
And well I sat down in the front seat, he turned on the radio
Them sad old songs comin' out of them speakers was solid country gold
And I noticed the stranger was ghost-white pale
When he asked me for a light
And I knew there was something strange about this ride

(Chorus)
He said "Drifter can ya make folks cry when you play and sing?
Have you paid your dues, can you moan the blues?
Can you bend them guitar strings?"
He said "Boy, can you make folks feel what you feel inside?
Cause if you're big star bound let me warn ya, its a long, hard ride"

Then he cried just south of Nashville
And he turned that car around
He said "This is where you get off boy,
Cause I'm goin' back to Alabam'"
As I stepped out of that Cadillac
I said "Mister, many thanks"
He said "You don't have to call me Mister, Mister.,
The whole world called me Hank

Chorus x2

If you're big star bound
Let me warn ya its a long, hard ride

Now I Lay Me Down to Cheat
Now I lay me down to cheat
On the woman I love so
And if I die between these sheets
I pray to God she'll never know

She's the best thing in this life
Why she worships the ground that he walks on
She waits up for him at night and worries
Until he's safely home
And she always believes his stories about working overtime
And in 20 years beside him cheatins never crossed her mind

Aw but it crossed his
Early last summer
In a person of a neighbor that she still calls her friend
And with a little push from drinkin one too many one night in the fall he gave in
And now he wishes he could stop himself
But theres no easy way
So he lays down with his lover
And silently he prays

Now I lay me down to cheat
On the woman I love so
And if I die between these sheets
I pray to God she'll never know

In his heart and soul
He knew he was playing a game he could never win
But ya know, forbidden fruit is sweet
Why it was sweet enough to make him risk it all again
And now he's givin up on lookin for a way
To fight the feeling
So he prays this simple pray
And hope it makes it past the hotel ceiling

Now I lay me down to cheat
On the woman I love so
And if I die between these sheets
I pray to God she'll never know

Tennessee WhiskeyTexas Lullaby
By: David Allan Coe and Ann McGowan

SEE THOSE TUMBLEWEEDS A-BLOWING'
LORD, IT MAKES ME WANT TO CRY
IT REMINDS ME OF MY DADDY
AND THAT TEXAS LULLABY

SEE THOSE CACTUS FLOWERS BLOOMING'
LIKE THE TWINKLE IN HIS EYE
EVERY TIME HE STARTED SINGING' THAT OLE TEXAS LULLABY

YIPPEE YI LITTLE DOGGIE ROLL ALONG ROLL ALONG
YIPPEE YI LITTLE DOGGIE TAKE ME HOME, TAKE ME HOME
IT'S SO COLD ON THE DESERT, I'M CHILLED TO THE BONE
YIPPEE YI LITTLE DOGGIE, YIPPEE YI

LOOK YONDER THERE'S A DUST CLOUD PAINTING PICTURES IN THE SKY
DADDY TOLD ME ALL ABOUT IT, IN THAT TEXAS LULLABY
THEM OLE LONGHORNS ARE A BALLWIN', LORD I KNOW I MUST BE HIGH
WISH MY DAD COULD HEAR ME SINGING' THIS OLD TEXAS LULLABY

DADDY LEFT ME THIS OLD GUITAR, THOUGH I NEVER QUITE KNEW WHY
HE SAID SOMEDAY I'D BE FAMOUS LIKE THAT TEXAS LULLABY
BUT IT'S BEEN A MONTH OF SUNDAYS SINCE I SEEN THAT EAGLE FLY
AND NOBODY WANTS TO LISTEN TO A TEXAS LULLABY

I used to spend my nights out
In a bar room
Liquor was the only love I'd known
But you rescued me from reaching for the bottom
Brought me back from being too far gone

You're as smooth as Tennesee whiskey
You're as sweet as strawberry wine
You're as warm as a glass of Brandy
And I stay stoned on your love all the time

I looked for love
In all the same old places
Found the bottom of the bottle's
Always dry
But when you poured out your heart
I didn't waste it
Cause there's nothing like your love
To get me high

You're as smooth as Tennesee whiskey
You're as sweet as strawberry wine
You're as warm as a glass of Brandy
And I stay stoned on your love all the time

If That Ain't Country
The old man was covered with tattoos and scars
He got some in prison and others in bars
The rest he got workin' on old junk cars in the daytime
They looked like tombstones in our yard
And I never seen him when he wasn't tired and mean
He sold used parts to make ends meet
Covered with grease from his head to his feet
Cussin' the sweat and the Texas heat and mosquiters
And the neighbors said we lived like hicks
But they brung their cars for pa to fix anyhow
He was veteran-proud tried and true
He'd fought till his heart was black and blue
Didn't know how he'd made it through the hard times
He bought our house on the GI Bill
But it wasn't worth all he had to kill to git it
He drank pearl in a can and Jack Daniels black
Chewed tobacco from a mail pouch sack
Had an old dog that was trained to attack sometimes
He'd get drunk and mean as a rattlesnake
And there wasn't too much that he would take from a stranger
There were thirteen kids and a bunch of dogs
A house full of chickens and a yard full of hogs
I spent the summertime cuttin' up logs for the winter
Tryin' like the devil to find the Lord
Workin' like a nigger for my room and board
Coal-burin' stove no natural gas if that ain't country I'll kiss your ass
If that ain't country it'll hairlip the pope
If that ain't country it's a damn good joke
I've seen the Grand Ole Opry and I've met Johnny Cash
If that ain't country I'll kiss your ass
[ steel ]
Mama sells eggs at a grocery store my oldest sister is a first-rate whore
Dad says she can't come home anymore and he means it
Ma just sits and keeps her silence
Sister she left cause dad got violent and he knows it
Mama she's old far beyond her time
From chopping tobacco and I've seen her cryin'
When blood started flowin' from her calloused hand and it hurt me
She'd just keep workin' tryin' to help the old man
To the end of one row and back again like always
She's been through hell since junior went to jail
When the lights go out she ain't never failed
To get down on her knees and pray because she loves him
Told all the neighbors he was off in the war
Fightin' for freedom he's good to the core and she's proud
Now our place was a graveyard for automobiles
At the end of the porch there was four stacks of wheels
And tires for sale for a dollar or two cash
There was fifty holes in an old tin roof
Me and my family we was livin' proof
The people who forgot about poor white trash
And if that ain't country I'll kiss your ass
If that ain't country...
I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes concerning the great speckled bird
I didn't know God made honky tonk angels and went back to the wild side of life

Longhaired Redneck
Written By David Allan Coe/ Jimmy Rabbit

COUNTRY DEEJAYS KNOWS THAT I'M AN OUTLAW
THEY'D NEVER COME TO SEE ME IN THIS DIVE
WHERE BIKERS STARE AT COWBOYS
WHO ARE LAUGHING' AT THE HIPPIES
WHO ARE PRAYING' THEY'LL GET OUT OF HERE ALIVE

LOUDMOUTH IN THE CORNER'S GETTING' TO ME
TALKIN' 'BOUT MY EARRINGS AND MY HAIR
I GUESS HE AIN'T READ THE SIGNS THAT SAY I'VE BEEN TO PRISON
SOMEONE OUGHT TO WARN HIM
'FORE I KNOCK HIM OFF HIS CHAIR

'CAUSE MY LONG HAIR JUST CAN'T COVER UP MY REDNECK
I'VE WON EVERY FIGHT I'VE EVER FOUGHT
AND I DON'T NEED SOME TURKEY TELLING' ME THAT I AIN'T COUNTRY
SAYING' I AIN'T WORTH DAMNED
OLD TICKET THAT HE BOUGHT

'CAUSE I CAN SING ALL THEM SONGS ABOUT TEXAS
AND I STILL DO ALL THE SAD ONES THAT I KNOW
THEY TELL ME I LOOK LIKE MERLE HAGGARD
AND SOUND A LOT LIKE DAVID ALLAN COE
AND THE BARMAID IN THE LAST TOWN THAT WE PLAYED IN
KNEW THE WORDS TO EVERY SONG I'D WROTE
SHE SAID JIMMY RABBIT TURNED HER ON TO MY LAST ALBUM
JUST ABOUT THE TIME THE JUKE BOX BROKE

YEAH, JOHNNY CASH HELPED ME GET OUT OF PRISON
LONG BEFORE RODRIGUEZ STOLE THAT GOAT
I'VE BEEN THE RHINESTONE COWBOY FOR SO LONG I CAN'T REMEMBER
AND I CAN DO YOU EVERY SONG
HANK WILLIAMS EVER WROTE

AND I CAN SING ALL THEM SONGS ABOUT TEXAS
AND I STILL DO ALL THE SAD ONES THAT I KNOW
I CAN'T HELP IT, I LOOK LIKE MERLE HAGGARD
AND I SOUND A LOT LIKE DAVID ALLAN COE

BUT THE COUNTRY D.J.'S ALL THINK I'M AN OUTLAW
AND THEY'D NEVER COME TO SEE ME IN THIS DIVE
WHERE BIKERS STARE AT COWBOYS
WHO ARE LAUGHING' AT THE HIPPIES
WHO ARE PRAYING' THEY'LL GET OUT OF HERE ALIVE

THE LOUDMOUTH IN THE CORNER'S GETTING' TO ME
TALKIN' 'BOUT MY EARRINGS AND MY HAIR

Jody Like a Melody
By David Allan Coe/ J. Lewis

JODY LIKE A MELODY PLAY INSIDE MY HEAD TILL THE THOUGHT OF YOU IS MORE THAN I CAN STAND JUST TO THINK OF HAVING YOU IS MUSIC TO MY SOUL YOU MAKE ME FEEL AS THOUGH THE WORLD IS IN MY HANDS

JODY LIKE A MELODY YOU WARM ME AND THEN LEAVE ME WITH A CHILL I CAN'T BELIEVE THE SUN WILL RISE WITHOUT ME LOOKING IN YOUR EYES AND KNOWING THAT YOUR LOVE HAS MADE ME STRONG WHY YOU LEFT I'LL NEVER KNOW THE FIRE YOU BUILT WILL ALWAYS GLOW I ONLY KNOW I WOKE TO FIND YOU GONE

JODY LIKE A MELODY YOU WARM ME AND THEN LEAVE ME WITH A CHILL JODY, I CAN'T KEEP MY THOUGHTS ABOUT ME IN THE DAYTIME WHEN YOUR MEMORY IS ENOUGH TO MAKE ME BLIND AND LATE AT NIGHT I LIE AWAKE AND WAIT FOR YOU TO COME AND WHEN YOU DON'T YOU KNOW I ALMOST LOSE MY MIND

JODY LIKE A MELODY YOU WARM ME AND THEN LEAVE ME WITH A CHILL JODY LIKE A MELODY...

Please Come To Boston
Written By D. Loggins
As Recorded By David Allan Coe

PLEASE COME TO BOSTON FOR THE SPRINGTIME
I’M STAYING HERE WITH SOME FRIENDS
AND THEY’VE GOT LOTS OF ROOM
YOU CAN SELL YOU PAINTINGS ON THE SIDEWALK
BY A CAFÉ WHERE I HOPE TO BE WORKING SOON
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON/
SHE SAID "NO, DAVID, YOU COME HOME TO ME"

CHORUS:
AND SHE SAID,
"HEY RAMBLING’ BOY WHY DON’T YOU SETTLE DOWN"
"BOSTON AIN’T YOUR KIND OF TOWN"
"THERE AIN’T NO GOLD AND THERE AIN’T NOBODY LIKE ME"
"I’M THE NUMBER ONE FAN OF THE MAN FROM TENNESSEE"

PLEASE COME TO DENVER WITH THE SNOWFALL
WE’LL MOVE UP INTO THE MOUNTAINS
SO FAR WE CAN’T BE FOUND
AND THROW "I LOVE YOU" ECHOES DOWN THE CANYON
AND THEN LIE AWAKE AT NIGHT ‘TILL THEY COME BACK AROUND
PLEASE COME TO DENVER, SHE SAID
"NO, YOU COME HOME TO ME"

AND SHE SAID,
"HEY RAMBLING’ BOY WHY DON’T YOU SETTLE DOWN"
"DENVER AIN’T YOUR KIND OF TOWN"
"THERE AIN’T NO GOLD AND THERE AIN’T NOBODY LIKE ME"
"I’M THE NUMBER ONE FAN OF THE MAN FROM TENNESSEE"

BRIDGE:
NOW, THIS DRIFTER’S WORLD GOES ‘ROUND AND ‘ROUND
AND I DOUBT IF IT’S EVER GONNA STOP
BUT OF ALL THE DREAMS I’VE LOST AND FOUND
AND ALL THAT I AIN’T GOT I STILL NEED TO LEAN TO/
SOMEBODY I CAN SING TO

PLEASE COME TO L.A. TO LIVE FOREVER
CALIFORNIA LIFE ALONE IS JUST TO HARD TO BUILD
I LIVE IN A HOUSE THAT LOOKS OUT OVER THE OCEAN
AND THERE’S SOME STARS THAT FELL FROM THE SKY
A’ LIVING’ UP ON THE HILL
PLEASE COME TO L.A.,
SHE JUST SAID,
"NO, DAVID, YOU COME HOME TO ME"

CHORUS:
AND SHE SAID,
"HEY RAMBLING’ BOY WHY DON’T YOU SETTLE DOWN"
"L.A. AIN’T YOUR KIND OF TOWN"
"THERE AIN’T NO GOLD AND THERE AIN’T NOBODY LIKE ME"
"I’M THE NUMBER ONE FAN OF THE MAN FROM TENNESSEE"

PLEASE COME TO BOSTON
(HEY RAMBLING’ BOY COME HOME)
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON
(HEY RAMBLING’ BOY COME HOME)
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON
(HEY RAMBLING’ BOY COME HOME)
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON
(HEY RAMBLING’ BOY COME HOME)

(REPEAT AND FADE)

You Never Even Call Me by My Name
Written By Steve Goodman
As Recorded By David Allan Coe

WELL, IT WAS ALL
THAT I COULD DO TO KEEP FROM CRYIN’
SOMETIMES IT SEEMED SO USELESS TO REMAIN
BUT YOU DON’T HAVE TO CALL ME DARLIN’, DARLIN'
YOU NEVER EVEN CALL ME BY MY NAME

YOU DON’T HAVE TO CALL ME WAYLON JENNINGS
AND YOU DON’T HAVE TO CALL ME CHARLIE PRIDE
AND YOU DON’T HAVE TO CALL ME MERLE HAGGARD/ANYMORE
EVEN THOUGH YOU’RE ON MY FIGHTIN’ SIDE

CHORUS:
AND I’LL HANG AROUND AS LONG AS YOU WILL LET ME
AND I NEVER MINDED STANDIN’ IN THE RAIN
BUT YOU DON’T HAVE TO CALL ME DARLIN’, DARLIN’
YOU NEVER EVEN CALLED ME BY MY NAME

WELL, I’VE HEARD MY NAME
A FEW TIMES IN YOUR PHONE BOOK (Hello, Hello)
AND I’VE SEEN IT ON SIGNS WHERE I’VE PLAYED
BUT THE ONLY TIME I KNOW
I’LL HEAR "DAVID ALLAN COE"
IS WHEN JESUS HAS HIS FINAL JUDGMENT DAY

REPEAT CHORUS

RECITATION:
WELL, A FRIEND OF MINE NAMED STEVE GOODMAN WROTE THAT SONG
AND HE TOLD ME IT WAS THE PERFECT COUNTRY & WESTERN SONG
I WROTE HIM BACK A LETTER AND I TOLD HIM IT WAS NOT THE PERFECT COUNTRY & WESTERN SONG BECAUSE HE HADN’T SAID ANYTHING AT ALL ABOUT MAMA,
OR TRAINS,
OR TRUCKS,
OR PRISON,
OR GETTING’ DRUNK
WELL HE SAT DOWN AND WROTE ANOTHER VERSE TO THE SONG
AND HE SENT IT TO ME,
AND AFTER READING IT,
I REALIZED THAT MY FRIEND HAD WRITTEN THE PERFECT
COUNTRY & WESTERN SONG
AND I FELT OBLIGED TO INCLUDE IT ON THIS ALBUM
THE LAST VERSE GOES LIKE THIS HERE:

WELL, I WAS DRUNK THE DAY MY MOM GOT OUT OF PRISON
AND I WENT TO PICK HER UP IN THE RAIN
BUT BEFORE I COULD GET TO THE STATION IN MY PICKUP TRUCK
SHE GOT RUN NED OVER BY A DAMNED OLD TRAIN

CHORUS:

This Bottle
Dedication: They told me George Jones was full of whiskey and he couldn't sing anymore. They said he was skinny and sickly looking and he was through. I told 'em he was one of my best friends and whiskey could never make Gorge Jones quit singing. George was on the wagon when we done this song but he sings like he wishes he had a drink.

LAST WEEK HE SPENT HIS WHOLE PAY CHECK ON WHISKEY
I KNOW FRIDAY NIGHT HE'LL DO IT ALL AGAIN
OH HE'LL DRINK TILL HE FALLS DOWN
THEN HE'LL ORDER ONE MORE ROUND
AND THEN GO HOME WITH THAT BOTTLE IN HIS HAND

AND THE ONLY THING I CAN HOLD ON TO
IS THIS BOTTLE IN MY HAND
I KNOW ILL NEVER HAVE TO SHARE IT
WITH ANY OTHER MAN
IM SO GLAD YOU INTRODUCED US
AND ILL DO THE BEST I CAN
TO BE FAITHFUL TO THIS BOTTLE IN MY HAND

SHE TOLD GEORGE THAT CHANGING DIAPERS
COULD SURE BECOME A DRAG
AND TO CLEAN THE HOUSE AND COOK FOR HIM
WAS NOT HER KIND OF BAG
SHE SAID SHE NEEDED SOMEONE
WHO WOULD LOVE AND UNDERSTAND
THEN SHE LEFT HIM WITH THAT BOTTLE IN HIS HAND

AND THE ONLY THING I CAN HOLD ON TO
IS THIS BOTTLE IN MY HAND
I KNOW ILL NEVER HAVE TO SHARE IT
WITH ANY OTHER MAN
IM SO GLAD YOU INTRODUCED US
AND ILL DO THE BEST I CAN

Would You Lay with Me
WOULD YOU LAY WITH ME IN A FIELD OF STONE
IF MY NEEDS WERE STRONG, WOULD YOU LAY WITH ME

SHOULD MY LIPS GROW DRY,
WOULD YOU WET THEM, DEAR
IN THE MIDNIGHT HOUR,
IF MY LIPS WERE DRY

WOULD YOU GO AWAY TO ANOTHER LAND
WALK A THOUSAND MILES THROUGH THE BURNING SAND
WIPE THE BLOOD AWAY FROM MY DYING HAND
IF I GIVE MYSELF TO YOU

WOULD YOU LAY WITH ME
IN THE STREAM OF LIFE
WHEN THE MOON IS FULL,
WOULD YOU BATHE WITH ME

WILL YOU STILL LOVE ME,
WHEN I'M DOWN AND OUT
IN MY TIME OF TRIAL,
WOULD YOU STAND BY ME

WOULD YOU GO AWAY TO ANOTHER LAND
WALK A THOUSAND MILES THROUGH THE BURNING SAND
WIPE THE BLOOD AWAY FROM MY DYING HAND
IF I GIVE MYSELF TO YOU

WOULD YOU LAY WITH ME
IN A FIELD OF STONE
IF MY NEEDS WERE STRONG,
WOULD YOU LAY WITH ME

Jack Daniels If You Please
JACK DANIELS IF YOU PLEASE KNOCK ME TO MY KNEES
YOUR THE ONLY FRIEND THERE HAS EVER BEEN
THAT DIDN'T DO ME WRONG
JACK DANIELS IF YOU PLEASE KNOCK ME TO MY KNEES
YOU CAN KILL THIS PAIN THAT'S DRIVING ME INSANE
SINCE MY BABIES GONE

CIGARETTES AND WHISKEY CALM MY SHAKING HANDS
I JUST LOST A LOVER TO A ONE NIGHT STAND
SOMETHING TEMPORARY TO LATE I HAD TO LEARN
IT WASN'T MEANT TO LAST, I LOST HER TO THE PAST
A BRIDGE SHE COULDN'T BURN

PROMISES WERE BROKEN DREAMS WERE TO DIE
EMPTY WORDS WERE SPOKEN TEARS WERE IN OUR EYES
SOMETHING TEMPORARY THOSE FEARS WILL FADE AWAY
PLEASE DO THE BEST YOU CAN TO HELP ME UNDERSTAND
THESE GAMES THAT PEOPLE PLAY

Take This Job And Shove It Too
Dedication: To Greg Blackwell, Marshall Leib, Billy Sherrill, Johnny Paycheck and all the people involved in making the motion picture Take this job and shove it.

TAKE THIS JOB AND SHOVE IT TOO
WHERE THE SUN DON'T NEVER SHINE

THIS AIN'T THE FIRST JOB I EVER QUIT
AND I KNOW IT WONT BE MY LAST
PAYCHECK, WHO KNOWS AFTER TODAY
YOU MAY BE A THING OF THE PAST
IM SO TIRED OF WORKING LIKE A DOG
THERE'S GOTTA BE A BETTER WAY
BILLS, HELL IF I THOUGHT ABOUT BILLS
ID OF NEVER HAD THE NERVE TO SAY...

THIS OLD BREWERIES BATTEN ME DOWN
ITS THE SAME THING BEER AFTER BEER
FORMAN THAT'S SURE, SOME PROMOTION
THEY SHOULD'VE NAMED ME FOOL OF THE YEAR
I'VE LOST MORE THAN A COUPLE OF FRIENDS
ID OF MUCH RATHER GOTTEN A RAISE
BOSS, HELL I DON'T WANNA BE BOSS
WORKING THESE PEOPLE LIKE SLAVES

Willie Waylon And Me
I heard The Burritos out in California could fly higher than The Byrds
Roger McGuinn had a 12 string guitar it was like nothing I'd ever heard
And The Eagles flew in from the west coast like The Byrds they were trying to be free
While in Texas the talk turned to Outlaws like Willie and Waylon and me

Hey well that they say Texas music is in the make
And we've been making music that is free
Doing one night stands and playing with our bands Willie Waylon and me
(Oh Mad Dog)
[ harmonica - steel ]
They say The Beatles were just the beginning of everything music could be
Just like The Stones I was rolling along like a ship lost out on the sea
And Joplin would die for the future and Dylan would write poetry
And in Texas the talk turned to Outlaws like Willie and Waylon and me

Hey my name is David Allan Coe and I'm from Dallas Texas
They say Texas music is in the make
And we've been making music that is free
Doing one night stands and playing with our bands Willie Waylon and me
[ piano - guitar ]
I heard The Burritos out in California...
Willie Waylon And Me (reprise)
They say The Beatles were just the beginning of everything music could be
Just like The Stones I was rolling along like a ship lost out on the sea
And Joplin would die for the future and Dylan would write poetry
And in Texas the talk turned to Outlaws like Willie and Waylon and me

Hey well that they say Texas music is in the make
And we've been making music that is free
Doing one night stands and playing with our bands Willie Waylon and me

Pledging My Love
Forever my darling our love will be true always and forever I'll love only you
Just promise me darling your love in return
Make this fire in my soul dear forever burn
My heart's at your command dear to keep love and to hold
Making you happy's my desire dear loving you is my goal
I'll forever love you the rest of my days I'll never part from you and your loving ways
[ guitar ]
My heart's at your command...
This is my last letter end of the song my life is so miserable I can't go on

Hank Williams Junior Junior
I ain't gonna call Hank Williams Jr Jr anymore
Even though I know what all his daddy done before
Hank weighs close to two hundred pounds and he stands about six foot four
And it's hard to call Hank Williams Jr Jr anymore

Just a little bit of Waylon sure goes a long way
But old Tex Ritter rode his horse and that was hell to pay
Willie said don't nobody lay a hand on the bay
Jimmie Rodgers is the only reason that I'm standin' here today
And I ain't gonna call Hank Williams...
[ guitar ]
Hank sang it all right from the heart took the whole world by surprise
Stood right next to Elvis in Memphis and looked him straight in the eyes
Ten years later young Bocephus busted through the door
And I just can't call Hank Williams Jr Jr anymore
I ain't gonna call Hank Williams...
Ten years later young Bocephus...