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1. _ It Won't Hurt
[Chorus]
It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street
It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery
But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me
Today I had another bout with sorrow
You know this time I almost won
If this bottle would just hold out 'til tomorrow
I know that I'd have sorrow on the run
[Chorus]
It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street
It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery
But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me
Your memory comes back up with each sunrise
I reach out for the bottle and find it's gone
Yeah, Lord, somewhere every night the whiskey leaves me
To face this cold, cold world on my own
[Chorus]
It won't hurt when I fall down from this bar stool
And it won't hurt when I stumble in the street
It won't hurt 'cause this whiskey eases misery
But even whiskey cannot ease your hurting me
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2. _ I'll Be Gone
I watch as you take off your clothes and slip under the sheets
Then I turn and kick the boots off my feet there's no need to speak
Girl, beauty like yours is hard to beat
But I'll be gone in the morning, in the morning I'll be gone
'Cause I'm not one for hanging on
Please don't think that you done something wrong
In the morning when you wake and find me gone
Just a look from those fiery eyes can all but erase
The memory of any other's face
And the passion they unleash could cause me to misplace
And lose all track of time without a trace
But I'll be gone in the morning, in the morning I'll be gone
'Cause I'm not the one for hanging on
Please don't think that you done something wrong
In the morning when you wake and find me gone
The sun intrudes and throws across the room its golden tracks
Shake the dreams, now it's back to facts
As I turn to leave I know you had what so many lack
Maybe some day that'll bring me back
But I'll be gone in the morning, in the morning I'll be gone
'Cause I'm not one for hanging on
Please don't think that you done something wrong
In the morning when you wake and find me gone
But I'll be gone in the morning, in the morning I'll be gone
'Cause I'm not one for hanging on
Please don't think that you done something wrong
In the morning when you wake and find me gone
In the morning when you wake and find me gone
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3. _ Bury Me
Bury me along the big sandy
Down in those blue gray mountains
Rest my soul in those hills of coal
Until this old earth doesn't tremble
And don't you mourn for me when my soul is free
No woman, don't you cry
You just bury me along the big sandy
Under a blue Kentucky sky
This old town of sin, it's about to do me in
I don't know how much I can stand
With my knees on the street and my heart at their feet
I'm forced to beg from Satan's hand
So bury me along the big sandy
Down in those blue gray mountains
Rest my soul in those hills of coal
Until this old earth doesn't tremble
Don't you mourn for me when my soul is free
No woman, don't you cry
You just bury me along the big sandy
Under a blue Kentucky sky
When I came to this land I was strong and I could stand
Oh but now I've somehow gone astray
Yet I still see the truth in the teachings of my youth
And I know that the Lord ain't turned away
So bury me along the big sandy
Down in those blue gray mountains
Rest my soul in those hills of coal
Until this old earth doesn't tremble
Don't you mourn for me when my soul is free
No woman, don't you cry
You just bury me along the big sandy
Under a blue Kentucky sky
Under a blue Kentucky sky
Under a blue Kentucky sky
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4. _ Johnson's Love
She had left him lost and broken
Like no other had before
Now his heart was just a token
Of all the pain it had endured
And his memories were clouded
With all the hurtful things she'd said
Yes for all intent and purpose
He might just as well been dead
And some people claim they still hear him call her name
Hey hey Maureen
Swear they hear it just that plain
Deep in the night or sometimes right at dawn
See his body died some years ago
But around here Mr. Johnson's love lives on
He seemed far away and distant
With that cold and silent stare
Never moving, never speaking
And just barely breathing air
No one really knew her reason
And who can judge her right or wrong
The only true and solemn fact is
The man we'd known was all but gone
Some people claim they still hear him call her name
Hey hey Maureen
Swear they hear it just that plain
Deep in the night or sometimes right at dawn
See his body died some years ago
But around here Mr. Johnson's Love lives on
Sissy Thompson said she'd seen him
Late that night on Shelby Road
About a mile from there they found him
Seems he died out in the snow
I hear'd the preacher at the service
Say from love he's finally free
But I say love it knows no season
It haunts the soul eternally
Some people claim they still hear him call her name
Hey hey Maureen
Swear they hear it just that plain
Deep in the night or sometimes right at dawn
See his body died some years ago
But around here Mr. Johnson's love lives on
Yes his body died some years ago
But around here Mr. Johnson's love lives on
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5. _ Readin', Rightin', Rt. 23
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6. _ South of Cincinnati
If you ever get south of Cincinnati down where the dogwood trees grow
If you ever get south of the Mason Dixon to the home you left so long ago
If you ever get south of the Ohio River down where Dixieland begins
If you ever get south of Cincinnati I'll be yours again
She pulled the letter from the pages of her Bible
And a rose pressed inside the Book of Luke
For fourteen years she'd write each day but keep it hidden
Refused to even speak his name, but still she wrote
If you ever get south of Cincinnati down where the dogwood trees grow
If you ever get south of the Mason Dixon to the home you left so long ago
If you ever get south of the Ohio River down where Dixieland begins
If you ever get south of Cincinnati I'll be yours again
At a cold gray apartment in Chicago
A cigarette drowns inside a glass of gin
He lies there drunk, but it don't matter drunk or sober
He'll never read the words that pride won't let her send
If you ever get south of Cincinnati down where the dogwood trees grow
If you ever get south of the Mason Dixon to the home you left so long ago
If you ever get south of the Ohio River down where Dixieland begins
If you ever get south of Cincinnati I'll be yours again
Then I'll be yours again
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7. _ Ring of Fire
Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell into a ring of fire
[Chorus]
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down, down, down, and the flames climbed higher
And it burned, burned, burned the ring of fire
The ring of fire
The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like ours meet
I fell for you like a child
Ooh but the fire went wild
[Chorus]
I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down, down, down, and the flames climbed higher
And it burned, burned, burned the ring of fire
The ring of fire
[Chorus]
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8. _ 1,000 Miles
Runway four, flight 209
Teardrop falls, we start to climb
This window seat proved a poor choice
It shows the dream that's been destroyed
A little baby starts to cry
Hey, I would too, if not for pride
I owe so much to pride, it's true
It brought an end to me and you
But if I could, I'd turn around
Set my feet back on the ground
'Cause all this plane ride holds for me
Is a thousand miles of misery
I hear the engines, watch the clouds
The whole damn world looks distant now
But I can't seem to put no space
Between my cold heart and your sweet face
Across the aisle they're holding hands
Revealing brand new wedding bands
But our sweet gold, it's gone to rust
Now my life has turned to dust
But if I could, I'd turn around
Set my feet back on the ground
'Cause all this plane ride holds for me
Is a thousand miles of misery
All this plane ride holds for me
Is a thousand miles of misery
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9. _ Long White Cadillac
Night wolves moan winter hills are black
I'm all alone sitting in the back of a long white Cadillac
Train whistle cries lost on its own track
I close my eyes sitting in the back of a long white Cadillac
Sometimes I blame it on a woman the one that made my poor heart bleed
Sometimes I blame it on the money sometimes I blame it all on me
Headlights shine highway fades to black
It's my last ride sitting in the back of a long white Cadillac
[ guitar ]
Sometimes I blame it on a woman...
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10. _ Heartaches By the Number
Heartache Number One was when you left me
I never knew that I could hurt this way
Heartache Number Two was when you came back again
You came back and never meant to stay
[Chorus]
Now I've got heartaches by the number
Troubles by the score
Everyday you love me less
Each day I love you more
Now I've got heartaches by the number
A love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting
That's the day my world will end
Heartache Number Three was when you called me
And told me you was coming to stay
With hoping heart I waited for your knock on the door
I waited but you must have lost your way
[Chorus]
Now I've got heartaches by the number
A love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting
That's the day my world will end
Ah the day that I stop counting
That's the day my world will end
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11. _ Streets of Bakersfield
I came here looking for something
I couldn't find anywhere else
Hey, I'm not trying to be nobody
Just want a chance to be myself
I've done a thousand miles of thumbin'
I've worn holes in both my heels
Trying to find me something better
On the streets of Bakersfield
You don't know me, but you don't like me
You say you care less how I feel
But how many of you that sit and judge me
Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?
Spent sometime in San Francisco
Spent a night there in the can
They threw this drunk man in my jail cell
Took fifteen dollars from that man
Left him my watch and my old house key
Don't want folks thinkin' that I'd steal
Then I thanked him as I was leaving, and
I headed for the streets of Bakersfield
You don't know me, but you don't like me
You say you care less how I feel
But how many of you that sit and judge me
Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?
You don't know me, but you don't like me
You say you care less how I feel
But how many of you that sit and judge me
Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?
How many of you that sit and judge me
Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?
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12. _ Always Late With Your Kisses
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13. _ Guitars Cadillacs
Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad and cry myself to sleep
You showed me how this town can shatter dreams
Another lesson about a naive fool that came to Babylon
And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet
[Chorus]
Now it's guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music
And lonely, lonely streets that I call home
Yeah my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music
Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on
There ain't no glamour in this tinseled land of lost and wasted lives
And painful scars are all that's left of me
But thank you girl for teaching me brand new ways to be cruel
And if I can find my mind now, I guess I'll just leave
[Chorus]
It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on
It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on
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14. _ Please, Please Baby
Chorus:
Please, please baby come back home
'cause it's so cold and dark here all alone
If you come back I promise I'll be good
If you come home, baby, I'll act like I should
I laughed when you packed your bags and told me goodbye
I hollered, I don't need you, ah but honey, that's a lie
Chorus:
Please, please baby come back home
'cause it's so cold and dark here all alone
If you come back I promise I'll be good
If you come home, baby, I'll act like I should
If you don't come dear, I know I'll go insane
Sweetheart, I plead guilty, darlin I'll take all the blame
Chorus:
Please, please baby come back home
'cause it's so cold and dark here all alone
If you come back I promise I'll be good
If you come home, baby, I'll act like I should
Please, please baby come back home
'cause it's so cold and dark here all alone
If you come back I promise I'll be good
If you come home, baby, I'll act like I should
If you come home, baby, I'll act like I should
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15. _ Twenty Years
Hey look yonder, Henry, comes the sheriff
And he's carrying a warrant in his hand
Don't you run, poor old Henry, for he will shoot you
Not long will you be a free man
Now twenty years you must spend behind steel bars
For a crime that you did not do
Yeah the lie she swore in that district court
Has proved to be the ruin of you
Tried to warn you, Henry, not to cross her
Tried to tell you about her vengeful ways
When you turned and left her for another
She swore, Henry, that she'd make you pay
Now twenty years you must spend behind steel bars
For a crime that you did not do
Yeah the lie she swore in that district court
Has proved to be the ruin of you
Listen well, all you young rounders
Heed the lesson poor old Henry never learned
That even hell with all its fiery power
Hath no fury like a woman's scorn
Now twenty years you must spend behind steel bars
For a crime that you did not do
Yeah the lie she swore in that district court
Has proved to be the ruin of you
Yeah the lie she swore in that district court
Has proved to be the ruin of you
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16. _ Little Ways
You've got your little ways to hurt me
You know just how to tear me up
And leave me in small pieces on the ground
You've got your little ways to hurt me
They're not too big but they're real tough
Just one cold look from you can knock me down
To look at you and me, no one would ever know
The pain that I've endured 'cause I won't let it show
My friends would laugh out loud if they only knew
The truth about how I am just your lovesick fool
'Cause you've got your little ways to hurt me
You know just how to tear me up
And leave me in small pieces on the ground
And you've got your little ways to hurt me
They're not too big but they're real tough
Just one cold look from you can knock me down
The sadness in my eyes should somehow be a clue
But no one here would ever suspect sweet little you
There've been rumors of the truth but I've kept it quiet
'Cause I'm too ashamed to let them know you make me cry
And you've got your little ways to hurt me
You know just how to tear me up
And leave me in small pieces on the ground
You've got your little ways to hurt me
They're not too big but they're real tough
Just one cold look from you can knock me down
Yeah, your little ways can knock me to the ground
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17. _ Smoke Along the Track
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18. _ Honky Tonk Man
[Chorus]
Well I'm a honky tonk man
And I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl
To the music of an old jukebox
But when my money's all gone,
I'm on the telephone singing
Hey hey mama can your daddy come home
Now I'm living wild and dangerously
But I've got plenty of company
When the moon comes up
And the sun goes down
I can't wait to see the lights of town
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm a honky tonk man
And I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl
To the music of an old jukebox
But when my money's all gone,
I'm on the telephone singing
Hey hey mama can your daddy come home
A pretty little girl and a jug of wine
Well that's what it takes to make a honky tonk time
With the jukebox moaning those honky tonk sounds
I can't wait to lay my money down
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm a honky tonk man
And I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl
To the music of an old jukebox
But when my money's all gone,
I'm on the telephone singing
Hey hey mama can your daddy come home
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19. _ Miner's Prayer
When the whistle blows each morning
And I walk down in that cold, dark mine
I say a prayer to my dear Saviour
Please let me see the sunshine one more time
When oh when will it be over
When will I lay these burdens down
And when I die, dear Lord, in heaven
Please take my soul from 'neath that cold, dark ground
I still grieve for my poor brother
And I still hear my dear old mother cry
When late that night they came and told her
He'd lost his life down in the Big Shoal Mine
When oh when will it be over
When will I lay these burdens down
And when I die, dear Lord, in heaven
Please take my soul from 'neath that cold, dark ground
I have no shame, I feel no sorrow
If on this earth not much I own
I have the love of my sweet children
An old plow mule, a shovel and a hoe
When oh when will it be over
When will I lay these burdens down
And when I die, dear Lord, in heaven
Please take my soul from 'neath that cold, dark ground
Yeah when I die, dear Lord, in heaven
Please take my soul from 'neath that cold, dark ground
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