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Pat Green Album


with Cory Morrow
Songs We Wish We'd Written (03/06/2001)
03/06/2001
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(Waylon Jennings)

It's the same old tune, fiddle and guitar
Where do we take it from here
Rhinestone suits and new shiny cars
We've been the same way for years
We need to change

Somebody told me when I got to Nashville
Son you finally got it made
Old Hank made it here, we're all sure that you will
But I don't think Hank done it this way
I don't think Hank done it this way

Ten years down the road, making one night stands
Speeding my young life away
Tell me one more time just so I understand
Are you sure Hank done it this way
Did Ol' Hank really do it this way?

I've seen the world with a five piece band
Looking at the back side of me
Singing my songs and one of his now and then
But I don't think Hank done 'em this away
No I don't think Hank done 'em this away

Take it home

. . .


(Django Walker)

I woke up this morning
Texas on my mind
Thinking about my friends there
And a girl I'd left behind
The way she held me when we kissed
The loving that we'd done
And how I left her waving goodbye standing in the Texas sun

Chorus:
I've got a half a mind to call her
Half a mind to go
Jump a big jet liner
And wing it on my way back home

And all the morning it was raining on the streets of Liverpool
So I stayed in and played guitar and sang the lovesick blues
My mind kept going back in time when we both had fun
And how I left her waving to me standing in the Texas sun

Chorus:
I've got a half a mind to call her
Half a mind to go
Jump a big jet liner
And wing it on my way back home

In my dreams she's still in love with me
But I'd have to travel home to see
If she's found another man to take the place of me
Guess I'll have to keep on dreaming sunny memories

Wishing I was back there doesn't help me much at all
When I want to hold her it doesn't help me much to call
Stuck here in this seaport town longing for the one
That I left behind me there standing in the Texas sun

Chorus:
I've got a half a mind to call her
Half a mind to go
Jump a big jet liner
And wing it on my way back home

I've got a half a mind to call her
Half a mind to go
Jump a big jet liner
And wing it on my way back home

. . .


(Darrell Scott)

I got rice cooking in the microwave
Got a three day beard I don't plan to shave
And it's a goofy thing but I just gotta say
Hey I'm doing alright

Yeah I think I'll make me some homemade soup
Feelin pretty good and that's the truth
It's neither drink nor drug induced
No I'm just doin alright

Chorus:
And it's a great day to be alive
I know the sun's still shinin when I close my eyes
There's some hard times in the neigborhood
But why can't every day be just this good?

It's been fifteen years since I left home
Said good luck to every seed I'd sown
Give it my best and then I left it alone
Oh...I hope their doin alright

Now I look in the mirror and what do I see?
A lone wolf there starin back at me
Long in the tooth but harmless as can be
Lord I guess he's doin alright

Chorus

Sometimes it's lonely
Sometimes it's only me
And the shadows that fill this room
Sometimes I'm fallin
Desperately callin
Howlin at the moon...
Ahwoo!
Ahwoo!

Well I might go get me a new tattoo
Or take my old Harley for a three day cruise
Might even grow me a Fu Man Chu...
Oh Aww!

Chorus (2 x's)

. . .


(John Prine)

When I was a child, my family would travel
To western Kentucky, where my parents were born
And there's a backward old town that's often remembered
So many times that my memories are worn

Chorus

And daddy won't you take me back to Mulenberg county
Down by the Green River, where Paradise lay
Well I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in askin'
Mr. Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

Well sometimes we'd float right down the Green River
To an abandoned old prison down by Atry Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles was all we would kill

Chorus

Then the coal company came, with the world's largest shovel
And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land
Well they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken
Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man

Chorus

When I die let my ashes float down the Green River
Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam
I'll be halfway to Heaven with Paradise waitin'
Just five miles away from wherever I am

Chorus

. . .


(Steven Fromholz)

I'd have to be crazy to stop all my singin'
And never play music again.
You'd call me a fool if I grabbed up a top hat
And ran out to flag down the wind

I'd have to be weird to grow me a beard
Just to see what the rednecks would do
But I'd have to be crazy; plumb out of my mind
To fall out of love with you

I know I've done weird things;
I told people I hear things
When silence was all in the bounds
There's been days when it pleased me
To be on my knees

Following ants as they crawled 'cross the ground
Been insane on a train, but I'm still me again
In the place where I hold you it's true
So I know I'm all right, 'cause I'd have to be crazy
To fall out of love with you.

You know I don't intend to, but should there come a day
When I say that I don't love you, you can lock me away
I sure would be dingy, to live in an envelope
Waiting alone for a stamp
You'd swear I was loco to rub for a genie
While burning my hand on the lamp
And I may not be normal, but nobody is
So I'd like to say 'fore I'm through
I'd have to be crazy, plumb out of my mind
To fall out of love with you

I'd have to be crazy, plumb out of my mind
To fall out of love with you

. . .


(Townes Van Zandt)

Mister Gator he's a-glidin' down the bayou
Mister Buzzard he's a-slidin' through the air
Mister Turtle be a-hittin' the highway
I ain't goin' nowhere

I ain't leavin you love, babe
I ain't leavin you love, babe
Not for heaven above, babe
I ain't leavin you love, babe

The rich man's got him an airplane
Tried to cruise across the traffic jam
The poor man's got him a Chevrolet
But I'm stayin' right where I am

I ain't leavin you love, babe
I ain't leavin you love, babe
Not for heaven above, babe
I ain't leavin you love, babe

Now Hannibal he climbed the mountains
Cleopatra danced down the Nile
Lucky Lindy made it all the way to gay Paris
I'm stayin right here awhile

I ain't leavin you love, babe
I ain't leavin you love, babe
Not for heaven above, babe
I ain't leavin you love, babe

Mister Gator he's a-glidin' down the bayou
Mister Buzzard he's a-slidin' through the air
Mister Turtle be a-hittin' the highway
I ain't goin' nowhere

I ain't leavin you love, babe
I ain't leavin you love, babe
Not for heaven above, babe
I ain't leavin you love, babe

I ain't leavin you love, babe
I ain't leavin you love, babe
Not for heaven above, babe
I ain't leavin you love, babe

I ain't leavin you love

. . .


(Joe Egan/Gerald Rafferty)

Well, I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right.
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs.
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Yes, I'm stuck in the middle with you,
And I'm wondering what it is I should do.
It's so hard to keep this smile from my face,
Losing control, yeah, I'm all over the place.
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well, you started off with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self-made man.
And your friends they all come crawlin',
Slap you on the back and say, “Please, please.”

Trying to make some sense of it all,
But I can see it makes no sense at all.
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor?
Well, I don't think I can take anymore.
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Well, you started out with nothing,
And you're proud that you're a self-made man.
And your friends they all come crawlin',
Slap you on the back and say, “Please, please.”

Yeah, I don't know why I came here tonight,
I got the feeling that something ain't right,
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs,
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Yes I'm, stuck in the middle with you,
Stuck in the middle with you,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

. . .


(Billy Joe Shaver/Eddy Shaver)

I'm gonna live forever
I'm gonna cross that river
I'm gonna catch tomorrow now
You're gonna want to hold me
Just like i always told you
You're gonna miss me when i'm gone

Nobody here will ever find me
But i will always be around
Just like the songs i leave behind me
I'm gonna live forever now

I'm gonna live forever
I'm gonna cross that river
I'm gonna catch tomorrow now
You're gonna want to hold me
Just like i always told you
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone

You fathers and you mothers
Be good to one another
Please try to raise your children right

Don't let the darkness take 'em
Don't make 'em feel forsaken
Just lead them safely to the light

When this old world is blown us under
And all the stars fall from the sky
Remember someone really loves you
We'll live forever you and I

Chorus

I'm gonna live forever
I'm gonna cross that river
I'm gonna catch tomorrow now

Chorus(x2)

. . .


(Chip Robinson/Steve Howell)

Didn't even see it coming
How'd I know you're mine
Freight train just came roaring around that bend
Should of heard those rails a singing
Somewhere far off down the line
Yes, I hope it was just a crazy wind

You know sometimes I feel like breaking
That ol' pawnshop radio
And hear those songs you sung me way back when
Take the pieces to a boxcar
And let them ride to Mexico
Let the songs come drifting back on a crazy wind

Chorus
Maybe somewhere in a dream
When the whiskey starts to take me soft and low
And if you can't seem to find me
You know right where I've been
Somewhere out there on that crazy wind

Repeat chorus

I didn't even see it coming, I wonder how I got so blind
The circus just came spinning to an end
I should've seen that spotlight fading
Hell I never knew about my fire
Hiding out there on that crazy wind

You know sometimes I hear those lies you told me way back when
Like to float on down the river
Just to see where they might go
Until the truth comes drifting back on a crazy wind

Repeat chorus

. . .


(Merle Haggard)

We left home when were barely past eleven-teen
We've been back and fourth and all around through hell and rain
I've loved you half of your life and Ill keep on loving you
But I can't change and live the way you want me to.

We spent a lot of time out on the highway
Coming from some town we played along the way
After thirty years and knowing me the way you do
You know I cant change and live the way you want me to .

That red bandana tied around your auburn hair
You look like you ought to be somebody's wife somewhere
You ain't never going to be no bobby Mcgee but your trying to
But I can't change and live the way you want me to

Every time you leave the stage I know you've had your fill
And I wonder why you grew up and why I never will
Hey I'm forty-one today still going on twenty-two
But I can't change and live the way you want me to

That red bandana tied around your auburn hair
You look like you ought to be somebody's wife somewhere
You ain't never going to be no bobby Mcgee but your trying to
But I can't change and live the way you want me to
I can't change and live the way you want me to

. . .


(Johnny Cash)

Delia, oh, Delia
Delia all my life
If I hadn't have shot poor Delia
I'd-a had her for my wife
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone

I went up to Memphis
And I met Delia there
Found her in her parlor
And I tied to her chair
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone

She was low down and trifling
And she was cold and mean
Kind of evil make me want to
Grab my sub machine
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone

First time I shot her
I shot her in the side
Hard to watch her suffer
But with the second shot she died
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone

But jailer, oh, jailer
Jailer, I can't sleep
'Cause all around my bedside
I hear the patter of Delia's feet
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone

So if you woman's devilish
You can let her run
Or you can bring her down and do her
Like Delia got done
Delia's gone, one more round
Delia's gone

. . .


(Steve Winwood)

Come down off your throne and leave your body alone - somebody must change
You are the reason I've been waiting so long - somebody holds the key
Well, I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home

Come down on your own and leave your body alone - somebody must change
You are the reason I've been waiting all these years - somebody holds the key
Well, I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time
And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home

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