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Intro
00:49
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I had my thumb out in the wind
I filled my lungs with tar
The mountain ridges blurred my vision
I thought I'd gone too far
Then I saw the lights
Come over the crest
But there was no driver, an auto-rider
The big rig blew right passed
I carried on down my road
Until a roadhouse I reached
The bartender was built to serve
So I pulled up a seat
One beer please and bourbon back
And my woes I did repeat
Well, it looked at me matter-of-factly
And said, "tough luck, buddy"
Who will listen to country music when trucks drive themselves
Who will tie the longhorns up on the grill
The world sure is changing fast and some say for the best
But who will listen to country music when trucks drive themselves
I squared away every drop of gas
That I could ever find
I know it's time to put it behind me
Or change my mind
But up on the front of my ride-on mower
I nailed a Peterbilt badge
One last ride, my beer beside me
And radio strapped to the dash
Who will listen to country music when trucks drive themselves
Who will tie the longhorns up on the grill
The world sure is changing fast and some say for the best
But who will listen to country music when trucks drive themselves
Who will listen to country music when trucks drive themselves
Who will tie the longhorns up on the grill
The world sure is changing fast and some say for the best
But who will listen to country music when trucks drive themselves
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3. |
After You're Gone
02:37
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I'll tell you something I burn at the core
As hot and as red as the sun
I light up the night and my eyes, they twinkle
Like a newly-polished gun
I figured out it don't take me long
To start looking the other way
You're staring down my barrel, mama
Won't you turn and run
'Cause it's not very complicated
No, it's a simple tune
I can't fall in love with you, babe
My eyes got the wandering blues
And after you're gone
These eyes will walk around the room
After you're gone these eyes will size up the room
I'm taking on the uncertain road
The dips, the winds and spaces
I've got a girl in every town
From here to Kapuskasing
I was looking up at the street
When I saw your face in the crowd
Now I spend my night avoiding your call
Trying to find another girl I know
'Cause it's not very complicated
No, it's a simple tune
I can't fall in love with you, babe
My eyes got the wandering blues
And after you're gone
These eyes will walk around the room
After you're gone these eyes will size up the room
In my defence, though it may seem like I don't care
I miss your company and that's the truth, I swear
But to be a gentler kind and let a heart into mine,
I don't dare
It's not very complicated
No, it's a simple tune
I can't fall in love with you, babe
My eyes got the wandering blues
It's not very complicated
No, it's a simple tune
I can't fall in love with you, babe
My eyes got the wandering blues
The wandering blues
The wandering blues
The wandering blues
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4. |
If I Had One Bottle More
03:48
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If I had one bottle more
I'd probably wind up at your door
Singing all the Buck songs you'd hear
But if instead I took my time
Started hearing how I whine
There's gotta be reasons I'd see clear
But if I had one bottle more
Surely I'd be getting sore
And if I wasn't yet I'd be damn near
Close to calling you at home
From the deaf bartender's phone
Would someone get this man another beer?
I'm holding on tight to
Those nights spent beside you
And the guy that I tried to be
If I had one bottle more
If I had one bottle more
I'm getting wise, ignoring all the signs
If I had two, three, or four
I know I'm not keeping score
And there's no telling what I'd do from here
What I'd give to make it right
Preaching altruistic light
Cause darling I hold overwhelming fear
I'm holding on tight to
Those nights spent beside you
And the guy that I tried to be
If I had one bottle more
If I had one bottle more
I'm getting wise, ignoring all the signs
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(Stajcer/Woods)
I emptied every bottle and I sold off every pill
Anything and more for you
I said goodbye to good friends and good times
But now, after all you put me through
I'm heading to the bar again
I'm willing to make poor decisions
I'm fine with the consequences
I've got a thirst to quench
Come with me, my friend
I'm off the wagon and around the bend
Heading to the bar to do bad again
You never heard the faintest peep out of me
When you asked me to try sobriety
But you sealed your own fate
The day that I went straight
'Cause now that I'm sober I can see
You're not the one for me
I'm heading to the bar again
I'm willing to make poor decisions
I'm fine with the consequences
I've got a thirst to quench
Come with me, my friend
I'm off the wagon and around the bend
Heading to the bar to do bad again
To do bad again
To make lovers out of friends
I don't care if the means are justified in the end
To do bad, to do bad
I'm heading to the bar to do bad
Heading to the bar to do bad
Heading to the bar to do bad again
I'm heading to the bar again
I'm willing to make poor decisions
I'm fine with the consequences
I've got a thirst to quench
Come with me, my friend
I'm off the wagon and around the bend
I'm heading to the bar again
I'm willing to make poor decisions
I'm fine with the consequences
I've got a thirst to quench
Come with me, my friend
I'm off the wagon and around the bend
Heading to the bar to do bad again
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6. |
Spinning Dimes
03:59
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Hoping, dreaming of your love
I can hardly watch the days go by
Packed up, left me, no goodbye
I lay up at night wondering why
Fallen leaves are on the ground
The bitter autumn pays no mind
Thinking, fearing that I know
No winter breeze will make you mine
Could it be the years put rust on our gears?
Do they even spin for you at all?
Do moments hang in time like bartop spinning dimes?
Just waiting for the 45 to fall, fall, fall
Follow echoes out the door
But you're not here anymore
Could it be the years put rust on our gears?
Do they even spin for you at all?
Do moments hang in time like bartop spinning dimes?
Just waiting for the 45 to fall, fall
Spinning dimes
Spinning dimes
Spinning dimes
Waiting for the 45 to fall
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7. |
One Of Two Ways
01:59
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This thing's gonna end one of two ways
And I'm not afraid to tell you now
Even though we're young and full of good days
I've just got it figured out
'Cause this thing's gonna end one of two ways, I said
Some day you'll die and so will I
I stayed out all night in Alma
I came in while you were fast asleep
I promise that I'll never find another
Promise that I can't keep
This thing's gonna end one of two ways, I said
Some day you'll die and so will I
This thing's gonna end one of two ways
And I'm not afraid to tell you why
Forever only promises one of us
But I'll be, for that long, your guy
Oh, this thing's gonna end one of two ways, I said
Some day I'll die, so will you
Some day you'll die and so will I
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8. |
Butterfly Blues
01:34
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I've got my head out the window and I'm howling at the moon
I'm a butterfly, baby, and I'm out of my cocoon
I'm out of my whisky and I'm out of my mind
You left me but I'm feeling fine
Head out on the highway put the pedal to the steel
The wind is peeling paint now off my automobile
I'm feeling pretty pumped up, I don't wanna feel flat
I'm heading for the railroad where I left my stash
Coming out the woods and I'm a-humming a new tune
It's only early spring but I'm already in full bloom
The wheels are coming off now I'm about to take flight
I hope I see your mother or your father tonight
From deep within my mission I can hear the siren wail
The finger of that long arm is pointing at my tail
I'm eyeing up my exit when my car starts to fail
Next thing I know I'm writing my apologies in jail
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Lord, I've Tried
03:38
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Lord, I've tried but I can't let go
And there's nothing I seem to know
'Cause I'm hurting,
Hurting more and more each dying day
Hurting more and more each dying day
Lord, I've cried, I haven't seen a dry day
No, I can't shake my rambler's way
'Cause I'm alone,
Alone more and more each dying day
Alone more and more each dying day
If I'm being honest
I've got the strength and courage to carry on
I've got the strength to keep on dying
Lord, I'm done with woe and worry
From now on I'm brimming full of fire and fury
'Cause I'm getting up
And up more and more each dying day
Getting up more and more each dying day
Getting up more and more each dying day
Getting up more and more each dying day
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(Stajcer/Merrimen)
If my eyes wander, I won't see you turn heel and go
If my eyes wander, I'll be where the greener grasses grow
Lover, beware of the same old dog and pony show
Lover, beware
If your eyes wander, there won't be another time
No you're not the only one with wandering eyes
Lover, beware don't you ever let it come as a surprise
Lover, beware
At the end of the night, what will save me from being alone?
I wonder if it might be your sweet voice on the telephone
I've heard of better men holding on to what they believe
Quit your rambling ways and rest your wandering eyes on me
Lover, beware
If my eyes wander, when we close this chapter of our days
God forbid we're haunted by these memories we can't erase
Oh, I often wonder why the hell we say the things we say
Lover, beware
At the end of the night, what will save me from being alone?
I wonder if it might be your sweet voice on the telephone
I've heard of better men holding on to what they believe
Quit your rambling ways and rest your wandering eyes on me
Lover, beware
Lover, beware
Lover
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11. |
Midwestern States
04:58
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Everyday starts: did you send a postcard?
I read a mid-century American indictment of man
What I could not say, in a copy of Hemingway
The pause the distance creates, Midwestern States
At the end of the story, does the old man feel glory?
The greatest catch of marlin the world's ever seen
In the taxi, sitting across the backseat
You knew I'd take the bait, Midwestern States
Midwestern States
Are the seasons fair? Does that prairie air
Carry clear across the highways, sowing farmers' fields
I saw a photo, the streets of Chicago
I know you're chasing fate, Midwestern States
Midwestern States
My train's rolling slow, seat by the window
Catching glimpses of the great migration west
At the station, will you be waiting?
Is it too little too late? Midwestern States
Midwestern States
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