(T. Steel, J. Holliday, J. Christo, M. Zekavica)
Forty-
North east west south all in the same house
Sitting in a back room waiting for the big boom
I'm in a bedroom waiting for my baby
CHORUS:
She's so mean but I don't care
I love her eyes and her wild wild hair
Dance to the beat that we love best
Heading for the nineties
Living in the wild wild west
The wild wild west
Mandy's in the backroom handing out valium
Sheriff's on the airwaves talking to the D.J.'s
Forty-
Got to live it up live it up Ronnie's got a new gun
CHORUS
Now put your flags in the air and march them up and down
You can live it up live it up all over the town
And turn to the left, turn to the right
I don't care as long as she comes tonight
CHORUS
Heading for the nineties living in the eighties
Screaming in a back room waiting for the big boom
Give me give me wild west, Give me give me safe sex
Give me love give me love, Give me time to live it up
(Ronnie Dunn)
Out in the country past the city limit sign
Well there's a honky tonk near the county
line
The joint starts jumpin’ every night when the sun goes down
They got whiskey,
women music & smoke
It's where all the country folk go to boot scootin' boogie
I've
got a good job I work hard for my money
When it's quittin’ time I hit the door runnin'
I
fire up my pickup truck & let the horses run
I go flyin' down that highway to that
hideaway
Stuck out in the woods to do the boot scootin' boogie
Yeah, heel, toe, dosey
doe come on baby let's go boot scootin
Oh, Cadillac, blackjack, baby meet me out back
we're gonna boogie
Oh get down, turn around go to town boot scootin' boogie
Bartender
asks me, says son what'll it be
I want a shot of that redhead yonder lookin' at me
The
dance floors hoppin' & it's hotter than the fourth of July
I see outlaws, inlaws crooks
& straights all out makin' it shake
Doin' the boot scootin' boogie
Yeah, heel, toe,
dosey doe come on baby let’s go boot scootin
Oh, Cadillac, blackjack, baby meet me
outback we’re gonna boogie
Oh get down, turn around go to town boot scootin’ boogie
Ain’t Going Down (Til The Sun Comes Up)
(Kent Blazy, Kim Williams, Garth Brooks)
Six o'clock on Friday evening
Momma doesn' t know she's leaving
'Til she hears the
screen door slamming
Rubber squealin', gears a-
Local country station just
a blaring on the radio
Pick him up at seven and they're headin' to the rodeo
Momma's
on the front porch screamin' out her warning
Girl you better get your red head
Back
in bed before the morning
Nine o'clock the show is ending
But the fun is just beginning
She
knows he's anticipating
But she's gonna keep him waiting
Grab a bite to eat
And then
they're heading to the honkey tonk
But loud crowds and line dancing
Just ain't what
they really want
Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek
And where
it's George Strait 'til real late
And dancing cheek to cheek
Ain't going down 'til
the sun comes up
Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough
Going 'round the world in a
pickup truck
Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up
Ten 'til twelve is wine and dancing
Midnight
starts the hard romancing
One o'clock that truck is rocking
Two is coming, still
no stopping
Break to check the clock at three
They're right on where they want to
be
Four o'clock get up and going
Five o'clock that rooster's crowing
Ain't going
down 'til the sun comes up
Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough
Going 'round the
world in a pickup truck
Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up
Six o'clock on Saturday
Her
folks don't know he's on his way
The stalls are clean, the horses fed
They say she's
grounded 'til she's dead
Well here he comes around the bend
Slowing down, she's jumping
in
Hey mom, you're daughter's gone
And there they go again
Ain't going down 'til
the sun comes up
Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough
Going 'round the world in a
pickup truck
Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up
(Steve Earle)
Well, my name's John Lee Peddimore.
Same as my daddy and his daddy before.
You hardly ever saw granddaddy down here.
He'd only come to town about twice a year.
To buy a hundred pounds o' yeast and some copper line.
Everybody knew that we made moonshine.
Now, the revenue man wanted granddaddy bad.
Headed up the holler with everything he had.
Before my time, but I've been told.
You never come back from Copperhead Road.
Granddaddy ran whisky in a big black Dodge.
Bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge.
Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side.
Just shot coat of primer, then he looked inside.
Well, him and my uncle tore that engine down.
I still remember that rumbling sound.
Then the sheriff came around in the middle of the night.
Heard momma crying knew something wasn't right.
He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load.
You could smell the whisky burning down Copperhead Road.
I volunteered for the army on my birthday.
They draft white trash first round hear anyway.
I done two tours of duty in Viet Nam.
I came home with a brand new plan.
I'd take the seed from Columbia and Mexico.
I just planted up a holler down Copperhead Road.
Now the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air.
I wake up screaming like I’m back over there.
I learned a thing or two from Charlie don't you know.
You better stay away from Copperhead Road.
Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
(David Bellamy)
I was walking down Broadway
New York, New York
Tony Llama boots and a Stetson hat
Proud to be a country boy
Just then a messager called me
Rasta man on the road
He said you gotta get the rhythm of the islands
And help me carry my load
chorus:
You've got to get into reggae, cowboy
Shuffle them boots on the street
Get into reggae cowboy
Feel that reggae beat hey, hey, hey, hey
His message hit me like a brick, man
First I laughed then I cried
Somewhere between Jamaica and Nashville
I realized I lived my life
These days I sit in my garden
Soft refrains on a steel guitar
Beautiful rhythms on the tradewinds
Blowin' in to a Florida farm
Chorus
You've got to get into reggae cowboy
Get into reggae cowboy
Get into reggae cowboy
Get into reggae cowboy
(Chris Waters, Chuck Jones)
Well the well went dry and the cow did too
And daddy didn’t know what to do
The banker
came by the house one day
He said he’s gonna take the farm away
Then mama came up with
a plan
My brother and me started up a band
My sister put a sign on the roof
And daddy
bought a case of 90 proof
Now we call it the Cadillac Ranch
They’re parking cars in
the old bean patch
There’s a bar in the barn and the place stays packed
Till the cows
come home at Cadillac Ranch
Now the only thing that we raise is cane
You don’t need
the sun or rain
Just neon lights and some ice cold beer
Keeps everything green around
here
Mama takes the cash at the door
My brother and me keep 'em out on the floor
My
sister sets them up at the bar
And daddy kicks back with a big cigar
Now we call it
the Cadillac Ranch
They’re parking cars in the old bean patch
There’s a bar in the
barn and the place stays packed
Till the cows come home at Cadillac Ranch
Well we gave
all the cows away
Now the only horns around here today
Are the ones up on the grill
Of
a genuine ‘59 Coupe Deville
Now we call it the Cadillac Ranch
They’re parking cars
in the old bean patch
There’s a bar in the barn and the place stays packed
Till the
cows come home at Cadillac Ranch
(Ronnie Dunn)
When the sun goes down on my side of town
That lonesome feeling comes to my door
The
whole world turns blue
There's a rundown bar cross the railroad tracks
I've got a table
for two way in the back
Where I sit alone and think of losing you
I spend most every
night beneath the light
Of a neon moon
If you lose your one and only
There's always
room here forthe lonely
To watch your broken dreams dance in and out of the beams
Of
a neon moon
I think of two young lovers running wild and free
I close my eyes and sometimes
see
You in the shadows of this smoke-
No telling how many tears I've sat
here and cried
Or how many lies that I've lied
Telling my poor heart she'll come back
someday
Oh, but I'll be alright as long as there's light
From a neon moon
Chorus
The jukebox
plays on drink by drink
The words of every sad song seem to say what I think
This hurt
inside of me ain't never gonna end
Oh, but I'll be alright as long as there's light
From
a neon moon
Chorus
(Dwight Yoakam)
Maybe someday I'll be strong.
Maybe it won't be long.
I'll be the one who's tough.
You'll
be the one who's got it rough,
It won't be long and maybe I'll be real strong.
Maybe
I'll do things right.
Maybe I'll start tonight.
You'll learn to cry like me.
Baby, let's
just wait and see.
Maybe I'll start tonight and do things right.
You'll control me,
oh so boldly.
Rule me 'til I'm free.
'Til the pain that shakes me, finally makes me,
Get
up off of my knees.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Maybe I'll be fast as you.
Maybe I'll break
hearts too.
But, I think that you'll slow down.
When your turn to hurt comes around.
Maybe
I'll break hearts and be as fast as you.
Chorus
Maybe I'll be fast as you.
Maybe I'll break hearts too.
But, I think that you'll slow
down.
When your turn to hurt comes around.
Maybe I'll break hearts and be as fast as
you.
Chorus
Maybe I'll be fast as you.
Maybe I'll break hearts too.
But, I think that you'll slow
down.
When your turn to hurt comes around.
Maybe I'll break hearts and be as fast as
you.
Maybe I'll break hearts and be as fast as you.
(Buddy Brock, Zack Turner)
I was driving thru Georgia in late July
On a day hot enough to make the Devil sigh
I
saw a homemade sign written in red
Rind County Watermelon Festival Ahead
Well, I wasn't
in a hurry so I slowed down
Took a two lane road to a one horse town
There was a party
going on when I got there
I heard a welcome speech from a small town mayor
He said
we got a hundred gallons of sweet red wine
Made from the biggest watermelons on the
vine
Help yourself to some but obey the law
If you drink don't drive do the watermelon
crawl
When the band started playing the watermelon queen said
Let me show you something
that you ain't never seen
She grabbed me by the arm said come on let's go
She dipped
down spun around and doe-
She rocked back on her heels dropped down to her
knees
Crawled across the floor then she jumped back on her feet
She wiggled and she
giggled beat all you ever saw
Said this is how you do the watermelon crawl
She said
we got a hundred gallons of sweet red wine
Made from the biggest watermelons on the
vine
Help yourself to some but obey the law
If you drink don't drive do the watermelon
crawl
Well if you're ever down in Georgia round about July
If you ain't in a hurry
then you oughta stop by
I can guarantee that you're gonna have a ball
Learning how
to do the watermelon crawl
Well we got a hundred gallons of sweet red wine
Made from
the biggest watermelons on the vine
Help yourself to some but obey the law
If you drink
don't drive do the watermelon crawl
Do the watermelon crawl
Have fun you all
Do the
watermelon crawl