Tailgate Party (1999)

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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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    Pride and Joy

    Well, you've heard about love givin' sight to the blind
    My baby's lovin' 'cause the sun to shine
    She's my sweet little thing, she's my pride and joy
    She's my sweet little baby, I'm her little lover boy

    Yeah, I love my baby, heart and soul
    Love like ours won't never grow old
    She's my sweet little thing, she's my pride and joy
    She's my sweet little baby, I'm her little lover boy

    Yeah, I love my lady, she's long and lean
    You mess with her, you'll see a man get mean
    She's my sweet little thing, she's my pride and joy
    She's my sweet little baby, I'm her little lover boy

    Well, I love my baby, like the finest wine
    Stick with her until the end of time
    She's my sweet little thing, she's my pride and joy
    She's my sweet little baby, I'm her little lover boy

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    Can't You See

    Gonna take a freight train
    Down at the station, Lord
    I don't care where it goes
    Gonna climb a mountain
    The highest mountain
    Jump off, nobody gonna know 

    Can't you see, whoa, can't you see
    What that woman, Lord, she been doin' to me
    Can't you see, can't you see
    What that woman, she been doin' to me

    I'm gonna find me 
    A hole in the wall
    I'm gonna crawl inside and die
    'Cause my lady, now
    A mean ol' woman, Lord
    Never told me goodbye

    Can't you see, oh, can't you see
    What that woman, Lord, she been doin' to me
    Can't you see, can't you see
    What that woman, Lord, she been doin' to me

    I'm gonna buy a ticket, now
    As far as I can
    Ain't a-never comin' back
    Ride me a southbound
    All the way to Georgia, now
    Till the train, it run out of track

    Can't you see, oh, can't you see
    What that woman, Lord, she been doin' to me
    Can't you see, can't you see
    What that woman, she been doin' to me

    Can't you see, whoa, can't you see
    What that woman, Lord, she been doin' to me
    Can't you see, whoa, can't you see
    What that woman, she been doin' to me

    Can't you see (oh, she's such a crazy lady), can't you see
    What that woman, she been doin' to me
    Can't you see (Lord, I can't stand), can't you see
    What that woman, she been doin' to me

    Can't you see (I'm gonna take a freight train), can't you see (down at the station, Lord)
    What that woman, she been doin' to me (ain't never comin' back)
    Can't you see (gonna ride me a southbound, now), can't you see (all the way to Georgia, Lord)
    What that woman, she been doin' to me (till the train run out of track)​

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    Let Her Cry

    She never lets me in, only tells me where she's been
    When she's had too much to drink.
    I say that I don't care, I just run my hands through her dark hair,
    Then I pray to God you gotta help me fly away.

    And just let her cry if the tears fall down like rain.
    Let her sing if it eases all her pain.
    Let her go, let her walk right out on me.
    And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be, let her be.

    This morning I woke up alone, found a note standing by the phone
    Sayin', "Maybe, maybe I'll be back someday."
    I wanted to look for you.
    You walked in, I didn't know just what I should do,
    So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself.

    Sayin' let her cry if the tears fall down like rain.
    Let her sing if it eases all her pain.
    Let her go, let her walk right out on me.
    And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be, let her be.
    No, no, no, no.

    Let her cry let her cry if the tears fall down like rain.
    Let her sing if it eases all her pain.
    Let her go, let her walk right out on me.
    And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be, ah

    Last night I tried to leave, cried so much I could not believe
    She was the same girl I fell in love with long ago.
    She went in the back to get high,
    I sat down on my couch and cried, yellin',
    "Oh, mama, please help me."
    Won't you hold my hand and

    Let her cry if the tears fall down like rain.
    Let her sing if it eases all her pain.
    Let her go, let her walk right out on me.
    And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be,

    Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain.
    Let her sing, if it eases all her pain.
    Let her go, let her walk right out on me.
    And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be.
    Ah, let her be.

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    Homesick

    Guitars ring in the dead of night,
    Sing so blue, sound so right
    It makes you homesick
    Listen close to the guitar man,
    Native son of a foreign land
    The boy's homesick.

    He's homesick, for days bygone
    Homesick, for home sweet home.

    Where were you in '69,
    Smokin' dope and drinkin' wine
    Just an outlaw
    Distant drums beats an old refrain,
    Shakes your feet, pounds your brain
    Like a buzzsaw.

    In the darkness down the hall,
    Black-light posters on the wall
    Jimi Hendrix
    Someone's lost in yesterday,
    Hazy dreams of Monterey
    And Woodstock, all right.

    He's homesick, for days bygone
    Homesick, for home sweet home.

    Guitars ring in the dead of night,
    Sing so blue, sound so right
    It makes you homesick
    Listen close to the guitar man,
    Native son of a foreign land
    The boy's homesick

    He's homesick, for days bygone
    Homesick, Lord, for home sweet home.
    The boy's homesick...

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    Keep Your Hands to Yourself

    I got a little change in my pocket goin' jing-a-ling-a-ling
    Want to call you on the telephone baby, a-give you a ring
    But each time we talk, I get the same old thing
    Always no hug-ee no kiss-ee until I get a weddin' ring
    My honey my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf
    She said don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself

    Baby baby baby why you wan' treat me this way
    You know I'm still your lover boy I still feel the same way
    That's when she told me a story, 'bout free milk and a cow
    And said no hug-ee no kiss-ee until I get a weddin' vow
    My honey my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf
    She said don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself

    Hold it here
    See I wanted her real bad, and I was about to give in
    But that's when she started talking about true love,
    Started talking about sin
    And I said, honey I'll live with you for the rest of my life,
    She said no hug-ee no kiss-ee until you make me your wife-a
    My honey my baby, don't put my love upon no shelf
    She said don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself

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    Statesboro Blues

    Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low;
    Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
    You got no nerve baby, to turn Uncle John from your door.

    I woke up this morning, I had them Statesboro Blues,
    I woke up this morning, had them Statesboro Blues.
    Well, I looked over in the corner, and your grandma she had 'em too.

    My momma died and left me,
    My poppa died and left me,
    I ain't good looking baby,
    But I'm someone sweet and kind.

    I'm goin' to the country, baby do you want to go?
    But if you can't make it baby, your sister Lucille said she might want to go.
    (sure will take her).

    Love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen;
    Well, I love that woman, better than any woman I've ever seen.
    You know, she treat me like a king
    I treat her like a doggone queen.

    Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
    Wake up momma, turn your lamp down low.
    You got no nerve baby, turn Uncle John away from your door.

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    Peach County Jamboree

    Lyrics are not available
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    Sharp Dressed Man

    Clean shirt, new shoes
    And I don't know where I am goin' to.
    Silk suit, black tie,
    I don't need a reason why.

    They come runnin' just as fast as they can
    'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.

    Gold watch, diamond ring,
    I ain't missin' not a single thing.
    And cuff links, stick pin,
    When I step out I'm gonna do you in.

    They come runnin' just as fast as they can
    'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.

    Top coat, top hat,
    I don't worry 'cause my wallet's fat.
    Black shades, white gloves,
    Lookin' sharp and lookin' for love.

    They come runnin' just as fast as they can
    'Cause every girl crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.

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    Free Bird

    If I leave here tomorrow
    Would you still remember me
    For I must be travelin' on now
    There's too many places I got to see

    If I stay here with you girl
    Things just couldn't be the same
    'Cause I'm as free as a bird now
    And this bird you cannot change
    Oh oh oh oh oh oh
    And the bird you cannot change
    And this bird you cannot change
    Lord knows, I can't change

    Bye and bye baby, it's been sweet love, yeah yeah
    Though this feelin' I can't change
    Please don't take it so badly
    'Cause Lord knows, I'm to blame

    And if I stay here with you girl
    Things just couldn't even be the same
    'Cause I'm as free as a bird now
    And this bird you cannot change
    Oh oh oh oh oh oh
    And the bird you cannot change
    And this bird you cannot change

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    The Legend of Wooley Swamp

    ​If you ever go back in Wooley Swamp well you better not go at night
    There's things out there in the middle of them woods
    That make a strong man die from fright
    There's things that crawl and things that fly
    And things that creep around on the ground
    And they say the ghost of Lucius Clay gets up and it walks around

    [Chorus:]
    But I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
    And I couldn't conceive it, I never would listen to nobody else
    No I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
    That there's some things in this world you just can't explain

    The old man lived in the Wooly Swamp way back in Booger Woods
    And he never did do a lot of harm in the world
    But he never did do no good
    People didn't think too much of him
    They all thought he acted funny
    The old man didn't care about people anyway
    All he cared about was his money
    He'd stuff it all down in Mason jars and bury it all around
    But on certain nights if the moon was right
    He'd dig it up out of the ground
    He'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack
    And run his fingers through it
    Old Lucius Clay was a greedy old man
    And that's all there ever was to it

    [Chorus]

    The Cagle boys were white trash they lived over on Carver's Creek
    They were mean as a snake and sneaky as a cat
    And belligerent when they'd speak
    One night the oldest brother said ya'll meet in the Wooley Swamp later
    We'll take ol' Lucius' money and we'll feed him to the alligators
    They found the old man out in the back with a shovel in his hand
    And thirteen rusty Mason jars he just dug up out of the sand
    And they all went crazy and they beat the old man
    Then they picked him up off the ground
    Then they threw him in the swamp and they stood there and laughed
    as the black water sucked him down
    Then they turned around and went back to the shack
    And they picked up the money and ran
    But they hadn't gone nowhere when they realized
    They were running in quicksand
    And they struggled and screamed but they couldn't get away
    Then just before they went under
    They could hear that old man laughing
    In a voice as loud as thunder

    Now that's been fifty years ago an' if you go back by there yet
    There's a spot in the yard in back of that shack
    Where the ground is always wet
    And on certain nights if the moon is right
    down by the dark footpath
    You can hear three young men screaming
    And you can hear one old man laugh

    [Repeat verse 1]

    [Chorus]

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    El Toreador

    He was nobly born
    And a Spanish bull's horn
    Had left one scar on his handsome face 

    He stood like a prince
    And he had ever since
    He had grandly walked into the place

    Though the girls of Madrid
    Tonight were forbid
    For tomorrow he must fight once more

    Before he left the ball
    He would dance with them all
    'Cause he was El Toreador

    The day of the feast
    Was just a light in the east
    When he left Maria's warm bed

    Her dark eyes said "more"
    But he walked thru the door
    Shaking cobwebs of dreams from his head

    And later that day
    As he knelt to pray
    He said God grant me this nothing more

    If it is the way
    And I must die today
    Let me die like a Toreador

    The Plaza del Toros
    Shook from the roar
    As the band played the Toreador's theme

    Alarmed by the sound
    The bull paws the ground
    As the Toreador enters the ring

    Up and down,
    Round and round
    On and on, all alone

    The shouts of olé
    In the heat of the day
    Rushed the hot blood to his Spanish heart

    And the crowd held their breath
    As he flirted with death
    And the bull fighter's sword found it's mark

    And trying to hide
    The wound in his side
    He walked from the ring standing tall

    And a crowd gathered round
    As he fell to the ground
    A priest held his hand
    Where he lay in the sand
    And he was heard to say
    A brave bull died today
    But he died like a Toreador​

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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.