The Essential Charlie Daniels Band (2003)

  • 1

    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 bitch—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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    Long Haired Country Boy

    People say I'm no good
    And crazy as a loon
    'Cause I get stoned in the mornin'
    I get drunk 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 take another toke

    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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    Wichita Jail

    I woke up on a cement floor this mornin'

    My head felt like somebody been walkin' on it

    Don't know how I got here,

    Don't remember nothin' at all,

    but if I done all the things that they say I did,

    well I sure musta had a ball

     

    'Cause in 30 more days

    I'm goin' back home,

    to see that gal of mine,

    but the Wichita Jail

    is a long long way

    from the Tupelo County line,

    I gotta do my time

     

    Well I ain't got a cent of the money I had

    I spent it

    Shirts tore, my shoes got a big hole in it,

    There's a king size knot on the side of my head

    and I got one big black eye

    But brother if you think I look bad,

    you oughtta see that other guy

     

    'Cause in 30 more days

    I'm goin' back home,

    to see that gal of mine,

    but the Wichita Jail

    is a long long way

    from the Tupelo County line,

    I gotta do my time

     

    Well this nine pound hammer feels like it weighs a ton

    makin lil ones outta big ones in this red hot Kansas sun

    I just hope I can make it 30 more days

    and get out of this mess I'm in,

    and if I ever get back to Mississippi

    I ain't ever gonna leave again

     

    'Cause in 30 more days

    I'm goin' back home,

    to see that gal of mine,

    but the Wichita Jail

    is a long long way

    from the Tupelo County line,

     

    I gotta do my time

    I gotta do my time

    I gotta do my time

    I gotta do my time

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    Long Haired Country Boy

    I was takin a trip out to L.A.
    Toolin along in my Cheverolet
    I was tokin' on a number and diggin on the radio

    Just as I crossed the Mississippi line
    I heard that highway started to whine
    And I knew that left rear tire was about to go

    Well the spare was flat and I got uptight
    Cause there wasn't a filling station in sight
    So I just limped on down the shoulder on the rim

    I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car
    It was right in front of this little bar
    Kind of a red-neck lookin joint called the Dew Drop Inn

    I stuffed my hair up under my hat
    And told the bartender that I had a flat
    And would he be kind enough to give me change for a one

    There was one thing I was sure proud to see
    There wasn't a soul in the place except for him and me
    He just looked disgusted and pointed toward the telephone

    I called up the station down the road a ways
    He said he wasn't very busy today
    And he could have someone out there in just about 10 minutes or so

    He said, "Now, you just stay right where yer at!"
    And I didn't bother to tell the darn fool
    That I sure as hell didn't have anyplace else to go

    I just ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar
    When some guy walked in and said, "Who owns this car
    With the peace sign, the mag wheels and the four on the floor?"

    He looked at me and I damn near died
    And I decided that I'd just wait outside
    So I laid a dollar on the bar and headed for the door

    Just when I thought I'd get outta there with my skin
    These 5 big dudes come strollin in
    With one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth

    I was almost to the door when the biggest one
    Said, "You tip your hat to this lady, son!"
    And when I did, all that hair fell out from underneath

    Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight
    In Jackson Mississippi on a Saturday night
    Especially when there was three of them and only one of me

    They all started laughin and I felt kinda sick
    And I knew I better think of something pretty quick
    So I just reached out and kicked old green teeth right in the knee

    Now he let out a yell that'd curl yer hair
    But before he could move I grabbed me a chair
    And said "Now watch him folks cause he's a thoroughly dangerous man!"

    "You may not know it but this man is a spy.
    He's a undercover agent for the FBI
    And he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan!"

    He was still bent over holdin on to his knee
    But everybody else was looking and listening to me
    And I laid it on thicker and heavier as I went

    I said, "Would you believe this man has gone as far
    As tearing Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars.
    And he voted for George McGovern for President."

    "Well, he's a friend of them long haired, hippy-type, pinko fags!
    I betchya he's even got a commie flag
    tacked up on the wall inside of his garage."

    "He's a snake in the grass, I tell ya guys.
    He may look dumb but that's just a disguise,
    He's a mastermind in the ways of espionage"

    They all started lookin real suspicious at him
    And he jumped up and said "Now just wait a minute Jim!
    You know he's lying I been living here all of my life!"

    "I'm a faithful follower of Brother John Birch
    And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church.
    And I ain't even got a garage, you can call home and ask my wife!"

    Then he started saying somethin bout the way I was dressed
    But I didn't wait around to hear the rest
    I was too busy moving and hoping I didn't run outta luck

    When I hit the ground I was making tracks
    And they were just taking my car down off the jacks
    So I threw the man a twenty and jumped in and fired that mother up

    Mario Andretti woulda sure been proud
    Of the way I was movin when I passed that crowd
    Coming out the door and headed toward me at a trot

    And I guess I should of gone ahead and run
    But somehow I just couldn't resist the fun
    Of chasing them all just once around the parking lot

    Well they headed for their car, but i hit the gas
    And spun around and headed them off at the pass
    I was slinging gravel and putting a ton of dust in the air

    I had them all out there steppin and fetchin
    Like their heads was on fire and their asses was catchin
    then I figgered I had better go ahead and split before the cops got there

    When I hit the road I was really wheelin
    Had gravel flyin and rubber squeelin
    And I didn't slow down till I was almost to Arkansas

    I think I'm gonna reroute my trip
    I wonder if anybody'd think I'd flipped
    If I went to L.A., via Omaha

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    Mississippi

    Mississippi
    You've been on my mind
    Like a mist in the morning
    From some dream I've left behind
    Mississippi
    I've been kinda down
    Because it's been such a long time
    Since I've seen old Jackson town

    [Chorus]
    I could be on the other side of the world
    But in my memory, all I can see
    Is Spanish moss hanging from a live oak tree

    [Verse 2]
    Mississippi
    Save a place for me;
    I'll be coming home again [coming home again]
    Mississippi, until then [until then]
    You'll be on my mind
    I'll be coming home again
    Mississippi, until then
    You'll be on my mind

    [Chorus]

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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

  • 7

    Boogie Woogie Fiddle Country Blues

    Every time I hear a fiddle and it's cookin' just a little
    Well it makes me want to jump up and run
    And if he's sawing with some soul boogie woogie rock n' roll
    Well I know I'm gonna have some fun
    And when the resin starts to fly and I'm looking in the eye
    Like I'm just about to blow a fuse
    Mama call the doctor 'cause your boy has got 

    The rocking Boogie Woogie Fiddle Country Blues

    I met a man from Tenessee this is what he said to me
    He said music is a rhapsody
    He picked up his violin stuck it underneath his chin
    And started playing me a symphony
    I said that ain't the way it's done let me see that fiddle son
    And I sawed him off a chorus or two
    He said you'd better call the doctor 'cause I think I've got

    The rocking Boogie Woogie Fiddle Country Blues

    Now if you want to play me some fiddle
    I'll tell you right from the start
    You'd better play me something lowdown hoedown honking
    I don't want to hear no funeral march
    It's got to pick me up and roll me over
    It's got to make me want to jump up and sing
    If it ain't buzzing like a beehive, kick it into overdrive
    Or it don't mean a doggone thing
    So let me resin up my bow and I think I can show you
    The way I like to play this thing
    Let's put some boogie rhythm in it kick it on up to the limit
    I'm gonna put some fire on these strings
    And if you feel your feet start moving to the beat
    And you feel like you've got ants in your shoes
    Well you'd better call the doctor 'cause you've probably got

    The rocking Boogie Woogie Fiddle Country Blues​

  • 8

    Texas

    There's a place not too far away from here
    Out with the cows and the Lone Star beer
    Where the livin' and lovin' is quite all right with me
    Well they call it Texas and it's a mighty fine place to be

    Runs from Texarkana to El Paso
    And Oklahoma down to old Mexico
    And there's Houston, Dallas, Austin and San Antone
    People in Texas sure do make you feel at home

    They just want everybody to leave them alone
    While they drink their whiskey and roll their own
    And they like their music with a little bit of southern sound
    They kick up their heels every evening when the sun goes down

    And you can call them country and they don't care
    And if you don't like the way they wear their hair
    You can take your like and shove 'em on up the line
    People in Texas don't care if the sun don't shine​

  • 9

    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​

  • 10

    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

  • 11

    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

  • 12

    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]

  • 13

    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

  • 14

    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