Blues Hat (1997)

  • 1

    Long Haired Country Boy

    People say I'm no good
    And crazy as a loon
    'Cause I get up in the mornin'
    I get down in the afternoon

    Kinda like my old blue tick hound
    I like to lay around in the shade
    And I ain't got no money
    But I damn sure got it made

    'Cause I ain't askin' nobody for nothin'
    If I can't get it on my own
    If you don't like the way I'm livin'
    You just leave this long haired country boy alone

    Preacher man talkin' on TV
    Puttin' down the rock and roll
    Wants me to send a donation
    'Cause he's worried about my soul

    He said, "Jesus walked on the water"
    And I know that it's true
    But sometimes I think that preacher man
    Would like to do a little walkin' too

    But I ain't asking nobody for nothin'
    If I can't get it on my own
    You don't like the way I'm livin'
    You just leave this long haired country boy alone

    A poor girl wants to marry
    And a rich girl wants to flirt
    A rich man goes to college
    And a poor man goes to work

    A drunkard wants another drink of wine
    And a politician wants your vote
    I don't want much of nothin' at all
    But I will tell another joke

    But I ain't asking nobody for nothin'
    If I can't get it on my own
    You don't like the way I'm livin'
    You just leave this long haired country boy alone

  • 2

    Boogie Woogie Baltimore

    Lyrics are not available
  • 3

    If It Would Satisfy You

    Lyrics are not available
  • 4

    Hard Headed Woman

    Lyrics are not available
  • 5

    New Orleans Parish Blues

    Lyrics are not available
  • 6

    Birmingham Blues

    Sittin' here in L.A., looking down at my shoes
    Drownin' my troubles on small talk and booze
    Sittin' here wonderin' if I could have been born to lose

    I think movin' is losin' and now I can see
    I let a false hearted woman make a fool outta me
    And now all I got left now is a bad case of Birmingham Blues

    [Chorus:]
    Days are alright
    I can't take these, L.A. nights
    This place is a jungle when a man's on his own
    I wish I could go home

    Had me a fine woman down in Birmingham town
    Took care of my money and she didn't play around 
    All I got left now is a bad case of Birmingham Blues

    [Chorus]

    [Instrumentals]

    [Repeat 1st verse]

    [Repeat 2nd verse]
  • 7

    No Fool Like an Old Fool

    Lyrics are not available
  • 8

    Blues Hat

    Lyrics are not available
  • 9

    Deep Elm Blues

    If You Go Down To Deep Elm Put Your Money In Your Shoes
    The Women In Deep Elem They Give You The Deep Elm Blues
    Oh, sweet Mama, Your Daddy's Got Them Deep Elm Blues

    Once I Had A Girlfriend, She Meant The World To Me
    She Went Down To Deep Elm, Now She Ain't What She Used To Be

    Once I Knew A Percher, Preached THe Bible Thru And Thru
    He Went Sown To Deep Elm, Now His Preaching Days Are Thru

    When You Go Down To Deep Elm To Have A Little Fun,
    Have Your Ten Dollars Ready When The Police Man Comes

    When yo go down to Deep Elm put your money in your pants
    Cause the women in Deep Elm they don't give a man a chance

    Oh, Sweet Mama, Your Daddy's Got Them Deep Elm Blues.

  • 10

    Looking For My Mary Jane

    Lyrics are not available
  • 11

    Gone Gone Blues

    Lyrics are not available