The Live Record (2001)

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    Introduction

    Instrumental
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    Road Dogs

    Pulling out of Woodstock heading down to Little Rock
    Come on boys it's time to go
    The bus blew out a front tire durn thing almost caught on fire
    Had to call in for a tow
    And we still got seven hundred miles to go
    Pulling into Little Rock getting close to eight o'clock
    Glad we got two opening acts
    Show starts in an hour no time for a shower
    We'll have to eat when we get back
    But we don't care because this place is packed

    [CHORUS:]
    We're road dogs, road dogs
    Burning up the interstate
    Hot and wild southern style
    That crowd in Memphis just won't wait
    From midnight till dawn we're rolling down the highway
    Heading for another town
    Road dogs road dogs
    We sure do get around

    D J got his feelings hurt didn't get a tee shirt
    Says he's gonna ban our stuff
    Promoters acting funny hope he's got our money
    Guess I'll have to call his bluff
    We play our music that should be enough

    [CHORUS]
    We're road dogs, road dogs
    Burning up the interstate
    Hot and wild southern style
    That crowd in Memphis just won't wait
    From midnight till dawn we're rolling down the highway
    Heading for another town
    Road dogs road dogs
    We sure do get around​

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    Caballo Diablo

    Wild as a coastal bronco, swift as the wind blowin' free

    With two eyes like fire brands that glow in the night
    Somewhere up there he's waitin' for me
    And he knows that I'm coming for him
    I just can't rest 'til I find
    That raven black stallion, who wears no man's brand
    With a wild restless spirit like mine

    Chorus:

    They call him Caballo Diablo
    Half horse and half devil they say
    Caballo Diablo the outlaw
    Of the blanca Sierra Madre

    Two men before tried to take him
    They had their chance one by one
    But each met his fate when those flashin' black hooves
    Brought death 'neath the Mexican sun
    Still I can't leave I must find him
    You fool of a horse, can't you see?
    I may be half man, but the other half's devil
    And you're just exactly like me

    Repeat Chorus

    Even the breeze has stopped movin'
    Hush now - be still
    Don't make a sound and stay close to the ground
    Cause he's waitin' just over that hill
    Downwind behind him move quickly
    Do it fast now, he's startin' to stir
    Grab a hand full of mane and up onto his back
    And start breaking him down with my spurs
    But try as he will he can't shake me
    As over the preface we go
    To spill the lifes blood of a horse and a man
    On the rocky Sierra below

    Repeat Chorus

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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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    Simple Man

    I ain't nothin' but a simple man
    They call me a redneck I reckon that I am
    But there's things going on
    That make me mad down to the core.

    I have to work like a dog to make ends meet
    There's crooked politicians and crime in the street
    And I'm madder'n hell and I ain't gonna take it no more.

    We tell our kids to just say no
    Then some panty waist judge lets a drug dealer go
    Slaps him on the wrist and then he turns him back out on the town.

    Now if I had my way with people sellin' dope
    I'd take a big tall tree and a short piece of rope
    I'd hang 'em up high and let 'em swing 'til the sun goes down

    Well, you know what's wrong with the world today
    People done gone and put their Bible's away
    They're living by the law of the jungle not the law of the land
    The good book says it so I know it's the truth
    An eye for and eye and a tooth for a tooth
    You better watch where you go and remember where you been
    That's the way I see it I'm a Simple Man.

    Now I'm the kinda man that'd not harm a mouse
    But if I catch somebody breakin in my house
    I've got twelve guage shotgun waiting on the other side

    So don't go pushing me against my will
    I don't want to have to fight you but I dern sure will
    So if you don't want trouble then you'd better just pass me on by

    As far as I'm concerned there ain't no excuse
    For the raping and the killing and the child abuse
    And I've got a way to put an end to all that mess

    Just take them rascals out in the swamp
    Put 'em on their knees and tie 'em to a stump
    Let the rattlers and the bugs and the alligators do the rest

    You know what's wrong with the world today
    People done gone and put their Bible's away
    They're living by the law of the jungle not the law of the land
    The Good Book says it so I know it's the truth
    An eye for and eye and a tooth for a tooth
    You better watch where you go and remember where you been
    That's the way I see it I'm a Simple Man​

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    Sidewinder

    Instrumental
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    Trudy

    Call up Trudy on the telephone
    Send a letter in the mail
    Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
    And they won't let me outta this jail

    And if she asks you how I'm fairing
    Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind
    Worried about old John Lee Walker
    And the girl I left behind

    Now John Lee Walker was a card mechanic
    Had a hand for trouble and a eye for cash
    Luckiest man in Dallas County
    He had a gold watch chain and a black mustache

    And he loved his whiskey and he loved his women
    Drove a big long Cadillac limosine
    Kept a big fine fancy townhouse in Dallas
    And a hotel suite in New Orleans

    Carried a switchblade knife in his left hip pocket
    And a .44 hog leg up under his coat
    Cut you down in a New York minute
    If he catch you cheating that was all she wrote

    So call up Trudy on the telephone
    Send her a letter in the mail
    Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
    And they won't let me outta this jail

    If she asks you how I'm fairing
    Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind
    Worried about old John Lee Walker
    And the girl I left behind

    I just got to town last Friday evening
    Sure as hell didn't mean to stay
    I was on my way back to Louisiana
    Had a powerful thirst and six months pay

    I met a peroxide blonde in a bar on DeBell
    I was flying high and feeling mean
    Poured down a bottle and a half of red eye
    I dropped 35 dollars in the slot machine

    And the boys in the back was dealing 7 card
    I set down and won me a 110
    I was raking in chips like Grant took Richmond
    Till big John Lee come a strolling in

    He ripped off the table like a 707
    Pretty soon he done won all of my bread
    I accused him of cheating he reached for a pistol
    I grabbed a chair and went upside of his head

    Then I took off a running like a motorcycle
    Heard the bullets whining and sirens wail
    But it took half the cops in Dallas County
    Just to put one boy in jail

    So call up Trudy on the telephone
    Send her a letter in the mail
    Tell her I'm hung up in Dallas
    And they won't let me outta this jail

    And if she asks you how I'm fairing
    Tell her I'm just about to lose my mind
    Worried about old John Lee Walker
    And the girl I left behind

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    Still in Saigon

    (Dan Daley)

    Got on a plane in 'Frisco
    And got off in Vietnam
    I walked into a different world
    The past forever gone

    I could have gone to Canada
    Or I could have stayed in school
    But I was brought up differently
    I couldn't break the rules

    Thirteen months and fifteen days
    The last ones were the worst
    One minute I'd kneel down and pray
    And the next I'd stand and curse

    No place to run to
    Where I did not feel that war
    When I got home I stayed alone
    And checked behind each door

    'Cause I'm still in Saigon
    Still in Saigon
    I am still in Saigon
    In my mind

    The ground at home was covered in snow
    And I was covered in sweat
    My younger brother calls me a killer
    And my daddy calls me a vet

    Everybody says I'm someone else
    And I'm sick and there's no cure
    Damned if I know who I am
    There was only one place I was sure

    When I was still in Saigon
    Still in saigon
    I am still in saigon
    In my mind

    Every summer when it rains
    I smell the jungle, I hear the planes
    I can't tell no one, I feel ashamed
    Afraid some day I'll go insane

    That's been ten long years ago
    And time has gone on by
    Now and then I catch myself
    Eyes searching through the sky

    All the sounds of long ago
    Will be forever in my head
    Mingled with the wounded cries
    And the silence of the dead

    'Cause I'm still in Saigon
    Still in Saigon
    I am still in Saigon
    In my mind

    I am still in Saigon
    I am still in Saigon
    Yes, I'm still in Saigon
    In my mind

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    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

    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

    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

    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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    Take the Highway

    Take the highway 
    Lord knows I've been gone too long 
    Lot of sad days, yeah 
    One day you'll turn around 
    and I'll be gone 
    And the time has finally come 
    for me to pack my bags and walk away 
    Hear me say...

    I'll be back someday 
    But darlin' please don't 
    wait for me too long 
    There's just one place I can't stay 
    Memories of your love still linger on 
    And the time has finally come 
    for me to pack my bags and walk away 
    Here me say....

    I'll be back someday 
    But darlin' please don't 
    wait for me too long 
    There's just one place I can't stay 
    Memories of your love still linger on 
    And the time has finally come 
    for me to pack my bags and walk away 
    Here me say....

    Take the highway 
    Take the highway 
    Take the highway 
    And the time has finally come 
    for me to pack my bags and walk away 
    Here me say....​

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    In Memory of Elizabeth Reed

    Instrumental
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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 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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    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

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    Drinkin' My Baby Goodbye

    Sittin' on a bar stool actin' like a durn fool
    That's what I'm a doin' today
    Sitting' her drinkin' tryin' to keep from thinkin'
    I'm a boozin' my troubles away
    Well now I couldn't make her stay, well doggone her anyway
    She can't say that I didn't try
    So pour me another one
    Im finished with the other one
    I'm drinkin' my baby goodbye

    Spoken:
    Everytime we disagreed
    She was always askin' me
    Are you a man or a mouse
    Now that she's gone
    She probably thinks I'm home
    Just a mopin' around the house
    She probably thinks that she's the one thing
    I just couldn't get along without
    Well wouldn't it surprise her I got a sympathizer
    As long as these bottles hold out

    Repeat Chorus

    Every time I triy to sit down and talk to her
    It always ends up in a fuss
    I tried to reason with her right up to the time
    She got on that Greyhound bus
    It'd be better if I could forget her
    'Cause she sure forgot about me
    And if takes all night I'm gonna' do it right
    I'm gonna' sit here till I can't see

    Repeat Chorus

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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.

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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​