Music

1

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

2

Funky Junky

You can mess around if you want to
But there�s some thing a man don�t wanna do
And if you see him comin� walkin� down the street
You better jump back outta his way
Everyone knows the streets get empty
Every time he comes to town
'Cause he�s got somethin� in his left hip pocket
Make a bulldog hug a hound

Funky junky
Funky junky

Lives on Misery Boulevard
About a half o� mile south of the graveyard
In a rundown leaky roof, funky old dirty floor
One room pine log shack
Lives on�muskrat barbeque
And he slieeps�on a�railroad track
He�gotta tiger in his living room
He gotta monkey on his back

Funky�junky
Funky�junky

3

Jitterbug (feat. Taz Digregorio)

He wears a zoot suit with a reet pleat
Drives a '36 Cord with a rumble seat
Now he's a Lord, he's a jitterbug
Scare the letters off a highway sign

He drinks beer and eats bennies
Chases it down with ol' Thunderbird wine
Carries brass knuckles and a .44
Runs a loan shark business and a Mary Jane store

He's a... he's a jitterbug; keeps movin', don't sit still
If the law don't get him, some gun-totin' irate husband will
Oh, oh, oh, ooh, ooh, ooh jitterbug, jitterbug

One day in September he stepped out of his Cord
Into the street to face a bullet spittin' Ford
Now he's jitterbug, just a name in the news
Said, "He finally paid the price. He finally paid his dues."

jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug
jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug, jitterbug

4

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

5

Passing Lane

Well, I was born in Carolina, way back in the swamp
I was a happy country boy 'til television came along
It showed them far away places and it sho was a bitch
'Cause every time I'd quit my traveling,
Well, my feet would start to itch

So I borrowed my daddy's suitcase and picked up my guitar
I walked up the highway and flagged down a car
I hitchhiked out to Kansas City just as far as I could
My life was all before me and that highway sure looked good

Gimme that highway, better go my way
Crank up the big wheels, let 'em roll on
I'm movin' like a fast train, gimme that passing lane
And I'm gone, I'm packin' my load a little farther down the road

I moved on down to Dallas soon as I got the chance
I was playin' funky music for them city folks to dance
And I had money in my pocket, I had fun in my bed
But I've been here a year now and it's gettin' to my head

'Cause I've been rocked into ruin, I've been discoed to death
I've been funk rocked and punk rocked 'til I can't catch my breath
I've been ragged 'til I'm ragged, I've been new waved 'til I'm blind
But I've got a solution for my funky state of mind

Gimme that highway, better go my way
Crank up the big wheels, let 'em roll on
I'm moving like a fast train, gimme that passing lane
And I'll be gone, no more blues just as long as I can move

Gimme that highway, better go my way
Crank up the big wheels, let 'em roll on
I'm moving like a fast train, gimme that passing lane
And I'm gone, I'm packing my load a little further down the road

6

Reflections

I remember you back in nineteen fifty six
You had all the moves
And you knew all the tricks
You left all the ladies in a hell of a fix
When your voice took wing

Then you'd shake around and
Oh, how you'd sing
Just an old boy from Memphis
With a big diamond ring
A country girl's prayer
And a city girl's dream, hail the king

But it's all right now
Keep on singin' loud
It's all right now
Heaven should be proud

The fifties left town on a crowded dance floor
The sixties came in with a bang and a roar
The world heard a knock
It was Janis at the door, they let her in

And when it seemed
This whole world was fallin' apart
The houselights would fall
And the music would start
She'd be givin' us all a piece of her heart
Once again

But it's all right now
Keep on singin' loud
It's all right now
Heaven should be proud

It was October in St. Louis town
When we heard that the Free Bird had fell to the ground
And we all said a prayer
Before we went down to play

And Ronnie, my buddy
Above all the rest
I miss you the most
And I loved you the best
And now that you're gone
I thank God I was blessed,
Just to know you

But it's all right now
Keep on singin' loud
It's all right now
Heaven should be proud

7

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