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Bless every leaf
Blessed relief
My heart's out of the runnin'
True love's scratched for another save.
My heart's out of the runnin'
True love's scratched for another's sake.
My heart's out overrunnin'
True love -- that's what lovers say.
My heart's out of the runnin'
True love's scratched for another's sake.
My heart's out overrunnin'
True love -- that's what lovers say.
My heart's out of the runnin'
True love's scratched for another's sake.
True love scratch for another saint.
True love's scratched for another's sake.
I'd rather be drunk, but at least I'm alive
I'd rather be dry, but at least I'm alive
Go down, Motown, Holiday Inn
Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn
And his finger f***ed me
twenty four hours sure thing in rapture
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping in rapture
But to Moscow chick's he done such a lovely shit.
But to Moscow's chicks he was such a lovely dear.
But to Moscow chick's he had such a lovely s***
But to Moscow's chicks he was such a lovely dear.
But to Moscow chick's he was such a lovely s***
But to Moscow's chicks he was such a lovely dear.
But to Moscow chicks he done such a lovely s***
But to Moscow's chicks he was such a lovely dear.
But to Moscow chicks he had such a lovely s***
But to Moscow's chicks he was such a lovely dear.
But to Moscow's chicks he was such a lovely d***.
But to Moscow's chicks he was such a lovely dear.
But to most cold Chinks he was such a lovely dear.
But to Moscow's chicks he was such a lovely dear.
I feel grandpa look through my egg.
I feel the wind blow through my hair.
When the trees roll by
When the train rolls by
Blue moon is rising, almost seems gone
Blue Moon is rising, all hope seems gone
I tried the Pearl Test
I tried to protest
I work nine to five and I can't relate
To millionaires who somehow fake
A smile upon their fortune-laden
Coming lives of decadence
I work nine to five and I can't relate
To millionaires who somehow fate
Has smiled upon and fortune made their
Common lives a better place to be
"The Real Slim Shady" by
Eminem
My mommy's on my lips.
My bum is on your lips.
"The Real Slim Shady" by
Eminem
So I told N'Sync to destroy you.
So I have been sent here to destroy you.
"The Real Slim Shady" by
Eminem
We're just peein in in in.
...just imitating
I throw veggies out the window all day
Just to see how far they fly, bye bye.
I throw benjies out the window all day
Just to see how far they fly, bye bye.
Fighting for a week then making love.
Fighting for a week then making up.
Mama flashed the poet's life for me
Mama flashed the porch light for me
Johnny, your ma was a rebel.
Johnny Yuma was a rebel.
Theme song from the Nick Adams TV series of the same title from the late 1950s.
We like dancing and we're looking fine.
We like dancing and we look divine.
I've jumped all the fences
Of bending all the rules
I've jumped all the fences
Abandoned all the rules
Love is reckless
Let's get breakfast tonight.
Love is reckless
Let's get reckless tonight
Old Pirate is just a Rabbi
Sold out to a merchant ship.
Old pirates, yes, they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships.
Old pirate says the rabbi sold I to the merchant ship
Minutes before they took I into captivity.
Old pirates yes they rob I sold I to the merchant ship
Minutes after they took I from the bottomless pit.
I bet you won't be back now
Don't you, don't you?
I'll bet you want me back now
Don't you, don't you?
And I hope that Oprah doesn't sing this song.
And I know all the words to every Ol' Bocephus song.
And I know all the words to every -- oh, complete this -- song.
And I know all the words to every Ol' Bocephus song.
And I know all the words to every Opa Cefus song.
And I know all the words to every Ol' Bocephus song.
'Bocephus' is a nickname for Hank Williams, Jr., bestowed on him by his dad, Hank Sr. He's made at least one record using that name.
And I know all the words to every Opal Cefus song.
And I know all the words to every Ol' Bocephus song.
And I know all the words to every Uncle Remus song.
And I know all the words to every Ol' Bocephus song.
And I know all the words to every--oh! Folks, sing this song!
And I know all the words to every Ol' Bocephus song.
And I know all the words
To every Opal Cephus song.
And I know all the words
To every Ol' Bocephus song.
And I know all to words
To every old folk singer song.
or
And I know all the words
To every old folks sing this song.
And I know all the words
To every ol' Bocephus song.
And I know the words to every opal sleepless song.
And I know all the words to every ol' Bocephus song.
And I say, 'Hey y'all, ain't he hard?'
And I say, 'Hey y'all!' and 'Yee haw!'
Here's to all my sisters. I've been keepin' it country.
Here's to all my sisters out there keepin' it country.
I ain't no high class fraud
I ain't no high class broad
I am a red neck woman
This is my last yarn bra.
I am a redneck woman
I ain't no high-class broad.
I know all the words to every tan your tucker song.
I know all the words to every Tanya Tucker song.
I say “hey ya!” And “hee haw”
I say “hey y’all” and “yee-haw”
I say, `Hey ol' Andy Hall'.
I say, 'hey ya'll' and 'yee-haw'.
I take bridal double rings
And say "hey y'all" and "yee haw."
I'm just a product of my raising.
I say "hey y'all" and "yee haw."
Was wondering what bridal double rings had to do with being redneck.
I'd rather drink beer all night
In a tavern or in a honky tonk
Or in a redneck school cafe.
I'd rather drink beer all night
In a tavern or in a honky tonk
Or on a 4-wheel drive tailgate.
I'd rather drink beer all night
In a tavern-arena honky tonk
I want a 4-wheel drive tailgate.
I'd rather drink beer all night
In a tavern or in a honky tonk
Or on a 4-wheel drive tailgate.
I'll say 'hey y'all' and 'eat hog'.
I'll say 'hey y'all' and 'yee-haw'.
I'll say hey y'all, Andy Hall.
I'll say 'hey y'all' and 'yee-haw'.
I'm a redneck woman
I ain't no hack-a**ed broad.
I am a redneck woman
I ain't no high-class broad.
I'm a redneck woman
I ain't no half-class broad.
I am a redneck woman
I ain't no high-class broad.
I'm just a pride of Dublin raising.
I say "hey y'all" and "yee haw."
I'm just a product of my raising.
I say "hey y'all" and "yee haw."
I'm just a product Double Rings
I'm just a product of my raising.
What the heck are Double Rings you ask? I thought it might be some kind of red neck euphemism.
I'm just a product of my raisin'
And I say, 'Hey y'all, Annie Hall'.
I'm just a product of my raisin'
And I say, 'Hey, y'all, and yee-haw.
I'm just a product of my raisins.
I'm just a product of my raising.
She actually elides the "g" in raising (as often done with many gerunds; that is, "-ing" words), so it sounds like "raisin" (which in this case could be confused with a certain fruit)
I'm just a product of my ravin'.
I'm just a product of my raising.
I'm just a product of the Range
And I say "hey y'all" and "yee haw"
or
I'm just a product of the Ridge
And I say "hey y'all" and "yee haw"
I'm just a product of my raising.
I say "hey y'all" and "yee haw."
I'm just the pride of tougher raisin'
And I say, 'Hey y'all, ain't he hot?'
I'm just a product of my raisin'
And I say, 'Hey y'all!' and 'Yee haw!'
I'm just the product of a raisin.
I'm just a product of my raising.
I'm so proud of my double trailer.
I'm a product of my raising.
I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd gettin' straight.
I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid and Strait.
I've got posters on my wall of skids my sh** has made.
I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid, and Strait.
I've got posters on my wall of skin or chemistry.
I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid and Strait.
I've got posters on my wall of skinning kittens straight.
I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid and Strait.
No, I can't swig that sweet champaign; I'd rather drink beer on ice
No, I can't swig that sweet champaign; I'd rather drink beer all night
Rick told me a secret: well, their stuff's real nice
Victoria's secret, their stuff's real nice.
Whoa, but I combine the same damn thing
On a Wal-mart shelf half-price.
Whoa, but I can buy the same damn thing
On a Wal-mart shelf half-price.
Bob, he's our resident.
Bob, he's our president.
Redneck Golf Club
Redneck Yacht Club
Redneck dot com
Redneck Yacht Club
Redneck shot put
Redneck Yacht Club
Red Solo cup I fill you up
Let's have a party
Rosita party
Red Solo cup I fill you up
Let's have a party
Proceed to party
I headed south out of Derio Texas
I headed south out of Del Rio Texas
Makers from Mexico
Livin' on the red 'n' ride train
I'm messed up in Mexico
Livin' on refried dreams
Now I'm messed up in Mexico livin' on refried beans
Now I'm messed up in Mexico livin' on refried dreams
Remember me?
I'm the whore who ate your baby's eyes.
Remember me?
I'm the one who had your babies.
Brought back the love, we found drugs
Vowed we'd never give 'em up
Brought back the love, we found trust
Vowed we'd never give it up.
Brought back the love
We found drugs
Swore we'd never give it up
Remember when?
Brought back the love
We found trust
Swore we'd never give it up
Remember when?
Brought back the love
We found drugs
Swore we'd never give it up
Remember when?
Brought back the love
We found trust
Vowed we'd never give it up
Remember when?
Remember when
Owens died and you were born
Remember when
Old ones died and new were born
Remember when
The sound of little feet wasn't music?
Remember when
The sound of little feet was the music?
We found drugs, thought we'd never give it up.
We found trust, vowed we'd never give it up.
We found drugs
Vowed we'd never give it up
Remember when.
We found trust
Vowed we'd never give it up
Remember when.
When I see your delicate body
Revealed to me as you sleep off your drinks.
When I see your delicate body
Revealed to me as you slip off your dress.
"Remind Me" by Brad Paisley and Carrie Underwood
Remember the airport chopping me off
Remember the airport dropping me off
In the club of mister monk.
We're the renegades of funk.
Renegades, rebels, and roads
Renegades, Rebels and Rogues
Couldn't roll me a 7 if you gave me all the dice.
Couldn't roll me a 7 if you gave me loaded dice.
Every hand even
Apprehended
Forgive me; amply say you are mine.
Forgive me and please say you are mine.
Return to Cinda
Return to Sender
There's a better world waiting for the meat
There's a better world waiting for the meek
And awful's comin' over the phone.
And offers comin' over the phone.
Dog food coming over the bone.
Offers coming over the phone.
Gettin' carbon letters from people I don't even know
And old folks crawling over the phone
Gettin' cards and letters from people I don't even know
And offers coming over the phone.
Gettin' cardboard ladders from people I don't even know
And offers coming over the phone.
Gettin' cards and letters from people I don't even know
And offers coming over the phone.
Gettin' cards and letters from people I don't even know
and old folks crawling over the phone
Gettin' cards and letters from people I don't even know
and offers coming over the phone
Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know
And waffles comin' over the phone.
Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know
And offers comin' over the phone.
Getting caught in lettuce of people I don't even know
And oggles coming over home.
Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know
And offers comin' over the phone.
Getting constant letters from people I don't even know
Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know
I'm a nine-stone cowboy.
Like a rhinstone cowboy.
I'm a right strong cowboy
I'm a rhinestone cowboby
Like a limestone cowboy
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Like a nine stone cowboy
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Riding through the trails on a one horse rodeo.
Like a rhinestone cowboy
Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo.
Like a well-hung ploughboy
Like a rhinestone cowboy
All I need is that doggie of mine
All I need is the rhythm divine
God, I love your man.
Gotta love your man.
Take along Harley Day
Take a long holiday
All those crazy drinks
All those crazy dreams
It's mistake, I'm naked.
A mistake I'm makin'.
A woman you'd be needing for your fellow man
or
A woman who'd be needing the warmth of a man
The woman in me needed the warmth of a man
And late that night I said goodbye to Ringo
And late that night I saved the life of Ringo
Clutching his six-ton in his hand
Clutching his six-gun in his hand
Remembered past
He mended fast
I will sail my best
I will sail my vessel
I will sell my investments
'Til the river runs dry.
I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry.
I will sell my vest.
I will sail my vessel.
To the river on his drive
'Til the river runs dry
With the good Lord as my captain,
I can make it through the mall
With the good Lord as my captain,
I can make it through them all
"The River" by Garth Brooks and Victoria Shaw
You know a drink is like a river
You know a dream is like a river
Well I woke up Dee moaning and I got myself a beer.
Well I woke up this morning and I got myself a beer.
Funk soul rubber
Funk soul brother
How about now? Punk soul rubber
Right about now, funk soul brother
I'm so horny
F*** me right now.
Funk soul brother
Right about now
Gettin kicked out of school cuz she straddled him
She's gettting kicked out of school because she's failing
Got a really good cycle
Gotta really go psycho
We're gonna rock this cartridge!
We're gonna rock this country!
From Utah to Texas
Man, I sold a Mississippi, too.
From Utah to Texas
Minnesota, Mississippi, too.
Honky Tonk Fantasy
or
Honky Tonk, Tennessee
or
Honky Tonk, Tennessee
Rocky Top, Tennessee
Up on Hockey Puck
Up on Rocky Top
Alabama left, Alabama right
allamende
Get on a nurse.
or
Get on my nerfs.
Get on my nerves.
Get on my nerds.
Get on my nerves.
Pissed me off
F**kin' sure
Piss me off
F**kin' jerks
Pissed me off
Funky in church
Piss me off
F**kin' jerks
It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy halves.
It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats.
It's the bulls and the Bud,
the dust and the mud,
the roar of a surly crowd,
the wide in do nuggets,
the gold in the buckle he'll win the next go 'round,
It's boots and chaps and cowboy hats,
spurs and Atlantic gold,
it's the ropes and strings,
the joys and the pains,
and they call the thing "Rodeo"
It's the bulls and blood,
the dust and mud,
the roar of a Sunday crowd.
its the white in his knuckles,
the gold in his buckle he'll win the next go 'round.
It's boots and chaps and cowboys hats,
spurs and a latigo.
it's the ropes and the reins,
the joys and pain,
and they call the thing "Rodeo"
It's the bulls and the blood
The dust and the mud
The roar of a Sunday crowd
Too wide in the knuckle
The gold in the buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots and bags, it's cowboy hats
Spurs and let it go
It's the roles and manes
The joy and the pains
And they call the thing 'Rodeo'.
It's the bulls and blood
The dust and mud
The roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in his buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots and chaps and cowboys hats
Spurs and a latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
The joys and pain
And they call the thing 'Rodeo'.
It's the bulls and the blood
The dust and the mud
The roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles,
The gold in the buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats
Spurs and let it go
It's the ropes and the reins
The joy and the pain
And they call the thing 'Rodeo'.
Its the bulls and blood,
The dust and mud,
The roar of a Sunday crowd.
It's the white in his knuckles,
The gold in his buckle
He'll win the next go 'round.
It's boots and chaps and cowboys hats, spurs and a latigo.
It's the ropes and the reins,
The joys and pain,
And they call the thing "Rodeo"
It's the bulls are up
And the dust and mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in the knuckle
And the gold in the buckle they will win if the knicks go out
It's the boots and chaps and cowboys hats
And the spurs and a latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
The joys and pain
And they call this thing basketball!
It's the bulls and blood
The dust and mud
The roar of a Sunday crowd It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in his buckle
He'll win the next go 'round It's boots and chaps and cowboys hats
Spurs and a latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
The joys and pain
And they call the thing 'Rodeo'.
It's the ropes and the strains, the joys and pain
It's the ropes and the reins, the joy and the pain
Spurs and lattice gold.
Spurs and a latigo.
I'll lay down the track
Till the mermaids come back,
A-rollin' in my sweet baby's arms.
I'll lay around the shack
Till the mail train comes back,
And roll in my sweet baby's arms.
Gonna lay around the shack
Till the mule train comes back
Gonna lay around the shack
Till the mail train comes back
I got my angel raising kids.
While guys my age are raising kids.
Also see http://www.jerryosborne.com/10-11-04.htm
I've got my angel raising kids
I'm raising hell just like a deer
While guys my age are raising kids
I'm raising hell just like I did
"Roll On (Eighteen Wheeler)" by
Alabama
Eighteen wieners
Eighteen wheeler
A warm breeze broke my boat in two.
A warm breeze rocked my boat until...
I beg your farmer
I beg your pardon
It's gonna be a little late sometimes
There's got to be a little rain sometimes
So smile for a while and let's be Charlie
So smile for a while and let's be jolly
So smile for a while and let's get shawty
So smile for a while and let's get jolly
Cold beer, hot wings, Wranglers, toe ring
Cold beer, hot wings, Wranglers, Skoal ring.
Work boots - one blue suit
Size too small - don't wear at all
Unless somebody's kids get hitched
It don't fit - and makes me itch.
Work boots - one blue suit
Size too small - don't wear at all
Unless somebody kicks - gets hitched
It don't fit - and makes me itch.
The warts on the knees of a woman your age
The wants and needs of a woman your age
And if I could move I'd get my cunning putter in the ground
And if I could move I'd get my gun and put her in the ground
We'll pay up in black
When this marker comes due
To try and get off now
It's a fantasy scene
Go to a lanterns
And runaway trains
Steel rails and hard linings
Are always confused
I have been here before this
And now it's with you
I'm worried about you
I'm worried about me
We're lighting the fuses
And counting the dreams
And what are the choices
For those who remain
The sign of the cross
Of a runaway train
Will pay up in blood
When this marker comes due
To try and get off now
It's about as insane
As those who wave lanterns
At runaway trains
Steel rails and hard lives
Are always in twos
I have been here before this
And now it's with you
I'm worried about you
I'm worried about me
We're lighting the fuses
And counting to three
And what are the choices
For those who remain
The sign of the cross
On a runaway train
Rubbing with the tadpoles
Running with the devil
Santa’s naked into town
Santa’s making it to town
I'll beat Rufus from now on
I'll be ruthless from now on