Snapshot: The Charlie Daniels Band (2013)

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    Star Spangled Banner

    Instrumental
  • 2

    In America

    Well the eagle's been flyin' slow
    And the flag's been flyin' low
    And a lot of people sayin' that America's fixin' to fall
    Well speakin' just for me
    And some people from Tennessee
    We've got a thing or two to tell you all
    This lady may have stumbled
    But she ain't never fell
    And if the Russians don't believe that 
    They can all go straight to hell
    We're gonna put her feet back
    On the path of righteousness and then
    God bless America again

    [CHORUS]
    And you never did think
    That it ever would happen again (In America, did you?) 
    You never did think
    That we'd ever get together again
    (We damn sure fooled you)
    Yeah, we're walkin' real proud
    And we're talkin' real loud again (In America)
    You never did think
    That it ever would happen again

    From The Sound up in Long Island 
    Out to San Francisco Bay 
    And everything that's in between them is our own 
    And we may have done a little bit 
    Of fightin' amongst ourselves 
    But you outside people best leave us alone 
    'Cause we'll all stick together 
    And you can take that to the bank 
    That's the cowboys and the hippies 
    And the rebels and the yanks 
    You just go and lay your hand 
    On a Pittsburgh Steelers' fan 
    And I think you're gonna finally understand

    [CHORUS]
    And you never did think
    That it ever would happen again (In America, did you?) 
    You never did think
    That we'd ever get together again
    (We damn sure fooled you)
    Yeah, we're walkin' real proud
    And we're talkin' real loud again (In America)
    You never did think
    That it ever would happen again

    [Instrumental]

    [CHORUS]
    And you never did think
    That it ever would happen again (In America, did you?) 
    You never did think
    That we'd ever get together again
    (We damn sure fooled you)
    Yeah, we're walkin' real proud
    And we're talkin' real loud again (In America)
    You never did think
    That it ever would happen again​

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    This Ain't No Rag, It's a Flag

    This ain't no rag, it's a flag
    And we don't wear it on our heads
    It's a symbol of the land where the good guys live
    Are you listening to what I said
    You're a coward and a fool
    And you broke all of the rules
    And you wounded our American pride
    And now we're coming with a gun
    And we know you're gonna run
    But you can't find no place to hide
    We're gonna hunt you down like a mad dog hound
    Make you pay for the lives you stole
    We're all through talking and a messing around
    And now it's time to rock and roll

    These colors don't run and we're speaking as one
    When we say united we stand
    When you mess with one, you mess with us all
    Every boy, girl, woman and man
    You've been acting mighty rash
    And talking that trash
    Let me give you some advice
    You can crawl back in your hole
    Like a dirty little mole
    But now it's time to pay the price
    You might of shot us in the back
    Now you have to face the fact
    That the big boys' in the game
    And the thunder's been crashing
    And the lightning's been flashing
    And now it's getting ready to rain

    This is the United States of America
    The land of the brave and the free
    We believe in God and we believe in justice
    We believe in liberty
    You've been pulling our chain
    We should've done something 'bout you a long time ago
    But now the flag's flying high and the fur's gonna fly
    And soon the whole world's gonna know

    This ain't no rag, it's a flag
    Old Glory red, white and blue
    The stars and the stripes when it comes to a fight
    We can do what we have to do
    Our people stand proud
    The American crowd is faithful, and loyal and tough
    We're good as the best and better than the rest
    And you're gonna find out soon enough
    When you look up in the sky
    And you see the eagle fly
    You better know he's a heading your way
    'Cause this ain't no rag it's a flag
    And it stands for the USA
    USA
    USA
    USA
    USA​

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    The Intimidator

    Talladega Alabama hot day in the fall
    It's pedal to the metal keep it off the wall
    Darrell's passing marlin and Jeff just took the lead
    He's burning up the track but look out
    Here comes number three

    Chorus:
    He's moving to the inside listen to that engine howl
    Just move it on over The Intimidator's on the prowl

    Push it down and stand on it put it on the floor
    Roaring down the backstretch blowing off their doors
    Eating up the asphalt and chewing up the miles
    They're bringing out the checkered flag
    The crowd is going wild

    Chorus:
    Carolina country boy could always find a way to win
    Y'all wave bye bye
    The Intimidator's done it again

    Chorus 2:
    The man meant business when he got behind the wheel
    Eye like an eagle and nerves made of steel
    Speed is the bottom line and winning is the deal
    Let her whine
    Man he's flyin
    Finish line
    One more time

    You're burning down the straight away putting on a show
    Leading by a length with only 20 laps to go
    You almost got this sucker won engines running great
    But don't you look in your rearview mirror here comes number eight

    Chorus:
    He's a rocker and a roller and he sure knows how to shut them down
    I guess it runs in the family the intimidator's back in town

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    God Bless the Mother

    God Bless the Mother
    Who brought up her baby boy
    To believe that some things in this world
    Are worth fighting for
    The ones who raise the brave young men
    Who're marchin' off to war
    God Bless the Mother

    God Bless the Father
    Who taught his little girl
    Freedom is a precious thing
    And it's rare in this old world
    The ones who wear their uniforms
    Their land they proudly serve
    God Bless the Father

    [Chorus]
    Christmas is a special time
    When we want our loved ones near
    There's a lot of lonesome homesick soldiers
    Wishin' they were here
    Lets say a prayer to the Lord Above
    That they'll all be home next year
    And the bells of Peace
    Will Ring in the Holiday

    God Bless America
    We thank for the USA
    We thank you for the Prince of Peace
    Who was born on Christmas Day
    And please protect our sons and daughters
    In the land so far away
    God Bless America

    [Bridge]

    [Chorus]

    [Repeat third verse]

    God Bless the Fathers

    God Bless the Mothers​

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    My Beautiful America

    Lyrics are not available
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    How Great Thou Art

    O Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder
    Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;
    I see the sun, I hear the rolling thunder,
    Thy power throughout the universe displayed

    When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
    And lead me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
    Then I shall bow with humble adoration,
    And then proclaim, "My God, how great Thou art!"

    Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
    How great Thou art, how great Thou art.
    Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,
    How great Thou art, how great Thou art!

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    Little Folks

    Little folks are people too
    Very much like me and you
    The little things they say and do
    They kinda make your day
    Foolishness and common sense
    Through the eyes of innocence
    Skip a rope or jump a fence
    Gettin' in the way

    Daddy, why are you so tall?
    Daddy, why am I so small?
    Daddy, who makes snowflakes fall?
    Could it be the Lord?
    Chasing puppies, climbin' trees
    Bumping heads and skinnin' knees
    It's not very hard to see
    That kids are God's reward

    Little folks get down and out
    The girls will cry and boys will pout
    Before you know what it's about
    They're smiling once again
    Colored kites on summer breeze
    Jingle Bells and Christmas trees
    Too soon they're only memories
    Do you remember when?

    Daddy, what makes eagles fly?
    What makes clouds float in the sky?
    And Daddy, if I really try
    Will I grow up someday?

    But little folks slip through our hands
    Like so many grains of sand
    You'd best enjoy them while you can
    So soon they fly away...

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    The South's Gonna Do It (Again)

    Well, the train to Grinderswitch is runnin' right on time
    And them Tucker Boys are cookin' down in Caroline
    People down in Florida can't be still 
    When ol' Lynyrd Skynyrd's pickin' down in Jacksonville
    People down in Georgia come from near and far
    To hear Richard Betts pickin' on that red guitar

    [Chorus:]
    So gather 'round, gather 'round chillun'
    Get down, well just get down chillun'
    Get loud, well you can be loud and be proud
    Well you can be proud, hear now
    Be proud you're a rebel
    'Cause the South's gonna do it again and again

    Elvin Bishop sittin' on a bale of hay
    He ain't good lookin', but he sure can play
    And there's ZZ Top and you can't forget
    That old brother Willie's gettin' soakin' Wet
    And all the good people down in Tennessee
    Are diggin' Barefoot Jerry and CDB

    [Chorus]
    So gather 'round, gather 'round chillun'
    Get down, well just get down chillun'
    Get loud, well you can be loud and be proud
    Well you can be proud, hear now
    Be proud you're a rebel
    'Cause the South's gonna do it again and again
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    The Devil Went Down to Georgia

    The Devil went down to Georgia. He was lookin' for a soul to steal.

    He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind. He was willing to make a deal

    When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.

    And the Devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said "Boy, let me tell you what."

     

    "I guess you didn't know it, but I'm a fiddle player, too.

    And if you'd care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you.

    Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the Devil his due.

    I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul 'cause I think I'm better than you."

     

    The boy said, "My name's Johnny, and it might be a sin,

    But I'll take your bet; and you're gonna regret 'cause I'm the best there's ever been."

     

    Johnny, rosin up your bow and play your fiddle hard.

    'Cause Hell's broke loose in Georgia and the Devil deals the cards.

    And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold,

    But if you lose the devil gets your soul.

     

    The Devil opened up his case and he said, "I'll start this show."

    And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow.

    And he pulled the bow across the strings and it made an evil hiss.

    And a band of demons joined in and it sounded something like this.

     

    When the Devil finished, Johnny said, "Well, you're pretty good ol' son,

    But sit down in that chair right there and let me show you how it's done."

     

    "Fire on the Mountain." Run, boys, run!

    The Devil's in the house of the rising sun;

    Chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough.

    Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no.

     

    The Devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat.

    And he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at Johnny's feet.

    Johnny said, "Devil, just come on back. If you ever wanna try again,

    I done told you once—you son of a gun—I'm the best that's ever been."

    And he played:

     

    "Fire on the Mountain." Run, boys, run!

    The Devil's in the house of the rising sun;

    The chicken's in the bread pan picking out dough.

    Granny, will your dog bite? No, child, no.