lp discography - covers & lyrics

1.

EVERYBODY LOVES A NUT

(Jack Clement)
« © '66 Songs Of PolyGram, BMI »
Ev'rybody loves a nut the whole world loves a weirdo
Brains are in a rut but ev'rybody loves a nut
[ piano ] There was a hermit named Fred who kept the dead horse in his cave
And ev'ryone said to Fred
Fred how come you keep a dead horse in your cave and he said well

(Ev'rybody loves a nut the whole world loves a weirdo)
Brains are in a rut but ev'rybody loves a nut
[ piano ] A columbia man named Frank had a tiger named Hank
He tried to put Hank in his tank guess what happened to ol' Frank
When they picked up the teeth hair and eyeballs
And erected a tombstone that read

(Ev'rybody loves a nut the whole world loves a weirdo...
[ piano ] Another Columbia fella told queen Isabella
I don't think the world is flat now whata you think about that
And she said you don't and he said no ma'm
And she said you get outta my queendom and he said yes ma'm

(Ev'rybody loves a nut the whole world loves a weirdo...
Ev'rybody loves a nut the whole world loves a weirdo...
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2.

ONE ON THE RIGHT WAS ON THE LEFT

(Jack Clement)
« © '65 Songs Of PolyGram, BMI »
There once was a musical troop a pickin' singin' folk group
They sang the mountain ballads and the folk songs of our land
They were long on musical ability folks thought they would go far
But political incompatibility led to their downfall
Well the one on the right was on the left
And the one in the middle was on the right
And the one on the left was in the middle
And the guy in the rear was a methodist
[ guitar ] This musical aggregation toured the entire nation
Singing traditional ballads and the folk songs of our land
They performed with great virtuosity and soon they were the rage
But political animosity prevailed upon the stage
Well the one on the right was on the left
And the one in the middle was on the right
And the one on the left was in the middle
And the guy in the rear burned his driver's licence
[ guitar ] Well the curtain had ascended a hush fell on the crowd
As thousands there were gathered to hear the folk songs of our land
But they took their politics seriously and that night at the concert hall
As the audience watched deliriously they had a free for all
Well the one on the right was on the bottom
And the one in the middle was on the top
And the one on the left got a broken arm
And the guy on his rear said oh dear
[ guitar ] Now this should be a lesson if you plan to start a folk group
Don't go mixin' politics with the folk songs of our land
Just work on harmony and diction play your banjo well
And if you have politicial conviction keep 'em to yourself
Now the one on the left works in a bank
And the one in the middle drives a truck
The one on the right's an all night DJ
And the guy in the rear got drafted
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3.

CUP OF COFFEE

(Jack Elliott)
« © '66 House Of Cash, BMI »
[ yodel ] Man it sure is good to hear you singin' and yodelin' and pickin' again Jack Elliot
I been drivin' haulin' a load of grain all day long
Got about three more hundred miles to go
And well I just dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend
Yeah I just dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend
Don't you offer me none of that whiskey don't need no wine
Gotta get that semi down the line
Sure good to see you again Jack been a long time now
How's Flo you still married to old Flo ain't you ha ha ha
Well just coffee thank you thank you very much
Whoa whoa well well we'll cool it down a little bit what is it man
D'you make it yourself I like to hear you yodel
Just dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend
[ yodel ] Sound good on that man that's the best part right there I hope we ain't wakin' up Flo
Hey Flo old Flo she's a good 'un boy naw I didn't mean nothin'
I just you know I knew Flo a long time ago we went to school together you know
Well I just dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend
Yeah dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend
In don't in the glass you gonna pour it in the glass whoa whoa whoa that's enough
Man put ice in and it's gonna run over whoa whoa
Man you got it all over the tablecloth makin' that stuff yourself
Is that's what makes you yodel it's good to me
Just dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend
Dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend
Don't give me none of your liquor I don't want no wine
Gotta get that semi down the line I gotta haul a load of grain
Bout three hundred more miles I gotta get up and get out of here
If I can just find my cat my hat get outa here cat dern cat
No that's alright I can make it I can make it
I can make it alrightby myself I can make it leave me alone
Whoa I stepped right in her flowerbed oh she gonna raise cain tomorrow
Where's my truck at cause I thought I had it cross the street
Or on this side of the street alright you got an extra room
She won't mind okay you sure now put the blanket down around my feet
Get me up by six o'clock cause I don't want Flo catchin' me sleepin' in here
Cause boy she can flat raise you knows ha ha just let my arms hang loose
I'm warm as I can be I won't you just to get me up about eight o'clock
And I'll have a cup of coffee cause you know Flo too
Yeah just dropped in to have a cup of coffee friend
Jack yodel for me one more time fore I go to sleep
[ yodel ] I sure like to hear you yodel Jack Elliot
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4.

BUG THAT TRIED TO CRAWL AROUND THE WORLD

(J.R. Hall)
« © '66 Copper Creek Music, BMI / House Of Cash, BMI / Unichappell Music, BMI »
Now you've heard of folks with a lot of ambition
But I believe just about the biggest case of ambition I ever saw
Was in a bug that I saw crawlin' along the beach one day
He was a mighty ambitious bug
On the beach one early mornin' as a day was newly dawnin'
And the sun again was warmin' all the chill thru'out the land
I saw me a bug a walkin' and at first I thought he was quakin'
Then I found out he was talkin' while he crawled across the sand
He was crawlin' mighty straight at a slow but a steady gait
And when I asked him to wait he said aw come on crawl with me
But I said where you goin' and he said you'll be a knowin'
For I'm gonna make a showin' and you'll someday see
Well I stood there by the ocean I suddenly had the notion
That I'd start this big promotion so this challenge I enfurled said the bug
So I give my wife a hug and I left my comfy rug
So I could be the only bug that ever crawled around the world
Well he seemed mighty small and it was a long way to crawl
And I'm sure he couldn't swim at all so I try to discourage my friend
I said you know the world is round and there's a mighty lotta ground
And there some water to be found before you reach your journey's end
And he said now don't you fret there's problems to be met
But I'll make it you can bet and this deed will bring glory to my name
You know they said man would never fly now he's soarin' in the sky
Cause he had the will to try so let me win my fame
So he crawled on out of sight as he sought that splendoured height
Neither lookin' left nor right but slowly marchin' toward his goal
And my knowin' he had started on his journey as we parted
Kept me from feelin' too down hearted for he was a mighty ambitious soul
Well I've looked ev'rywhere I've been and seen a lotta bugs since then
But not one quite like my little friend when I think of him I'm filled with pride
Did he make it I don't know he was crawlin' mighty slow and he had a long way to go
And all I can tell you folks is that he tried he sure was an ambitious bug
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5.

SINGING STAR'S QUEEN

(Waylon Jennings - Bill Mack)
« © '66 Waylon Jennings Music, BMI »
Twinkle twinkle little star who's the greatest star what are (Waylon)
[ piano - ac.guitar ] Now Waylon is a singer a record sellin' star the ladies love him and his band
Oh he sings like a bird and he plays a fine guitar
But I doubt that he's a home lovin' man
You oughta see his woman she's really a queen he buys her the finest of clothes
Boy you talk about beauties like none you ain't seen
When Waylon's gone she lets me know

When he's gone a singin' I'm gone with his queen spreadin' his money around
But if you look for me and I can't be seen you'll know that Waylon's back in town
[ piano - guitar ] When Waylon's gone a singin' I'm wearin' his suits I smoke his imported cigars
I like his woman wear out his boots I chauffeur his limousine cars
When he's makin' money he has to stay gone but if you should hear that he's around
Go buy his latest record or go see his show help me keep ol' Waylon out of town

When Waylon's out singin' I'm gone with his queen...

Starkle starkle little twink Waylon's the greatest star I think
Bring him to your town join his fan club the journal you get the journal ev'ry year
A dollar is about all is costs don't you dare miss it come see Waylon
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6.

AUSTIN PRISON

(Johnny Cash)
« © '66 Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP / Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
They had a warrant out for me all over the country
And I was tryin' to beat two raps in Idaho
I was breakin' into a schoolhouse Sunday mornin' without warnin'
When I saw the sheriff comin' for me slow from down below

His steel grey eyes were blazing when he saw me
His hand was on his gun when he rode up
He said you killed that woman I know you shot her why'd you do it
I'm takin' you to Austin and I'm gonna lock you up

Well he tied me with a plow line the next mornin'
And he had me deep in Texas the next day
A crazy screamin' lynch mob waited in the streets of Austin
But he put me in the jailhouse and he threw the key away
[ guitar ] A jury found me guilty three months later twelve evil men with murder in their eye
They even took me out and said now show us where you killed her
And that wicked judge said now I here by sentence you to die
But here I am far away from Austin prison my friend the jailer handed me a file
Now all I want between me and there are a lot of friendly people
And miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
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7.

DIRTY OLD EGG-SUCKING DOG

(Jack Clement)
« © '66 Songs Of PolyGram, BMI »
Well he's not very handsome to look at aw he's shaggy and he eats like a hog
And he's always killin' my chickens that dirty old egg-suckin' dog

Egg-suckin' dog I'm gonna stomp your head in the ground
If you don't stay out of my henhouse you dirty old egg-suckin' hound

Now if he don't stop eatin' my eggs up though I'm not a real bad guy
I'm goin' to take my rifle and send him to that great chicken house in the sky

Egg-suckin' dog you're always a hangin' around
But you'd better stay out of my henhouse you dirty old egg-suckin' hound
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8.

TAKE ME HOME

(Jack Clement - Allen Reynolds)
« © '63 Songs Of PolyGram, BMI »
Well I've been from Boston to LA
Seen Boulder Dam and Frisco Bay
I've seen New York City and Washington
Seen Montreal and Saskatchewan and Rhode Island
And I've worked in three all night service stations
And I drove a truck

Take me home
My heart is heavy and my feet are sore
Take me home
I don't wanna roam no more

Well I slept all night in a water trough
Had the flu and the croup and the whoopin' cough
Had the mumps and the measles and the seven year itch
And I can't count the times that I've had a cold
And a sore throat
Not to mention all the times that I cut my fingers
On a sardine can

Take me home...

Well I can see 'em all now just a gatherin' round
Mama's supper table when the sun goes down
And my good ol' pappy when the blessin' is said
Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas and all that stuff
And side meat
And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama's
Hot buttered cornbread

Take me home...
Take me home...
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9.

PLEASE DON'T PLAY RED RIVER VALLEY

(Johnny Cash)
« © '66 Anne Rachel Music, ASCAP / Song Of Cash Music, ASCAP »
Well I see you got yourself a brand new harmonica
Mail ordered from the Speigel catalogue
Boy I hope you can learn to play it like Lonnie Glossom
And while you at it you oughta learn a verse or two
Of Red River Valley Oh My Darlin' Clementine or Salty Dog
Oh but please don't play Red River Valley
A how about Polly Wolly doodle all day in C
You know the only song I ever learned to play on my 2 dollar and 98 cent harmonica
That I got from Wayne Raney in Clint Texas
C-L-I-N-T Clint Texas was Red River Valley
Then she said farewell to my french harp and me
[ harmonica ] Well I see you're doin' pretty good on your new harmonica
But don't you think you oughta learn about one more tune you know
See you hold it like you's gonna eat a handful of popcorn
And sometime you suck in and sometimes you blow
But friend now please don't play Red River Valley
A how about Polly Wolly doodle all day
Like I said the only song I ever learnd
On my 2 dollar and 98 cent harmonica that I got from Clint Texas
From Wayne Raney in Clint Texas was Red River Valley
Oh then she said farewell to my french harp and me
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10.

BOA CONSTRICTOR

(Shel Silverstein)
« © '66 Hollis Music, BMI »
I'm getting swallowered by a Boa Constrictor
By a Boa Constrictor by a Boa Constrictor
I'm getting swallowered by a Boa Constrictor and I don't like snakes one bit
Whata you know he's swallowered my toe oh gee he's up to my knee
Oh my he's up to my thigh oh yummy he's up to my tummy
Oh fiddle he's up to my middle oh glum he's mashin' my lungs
Now look here snake I don't look good with this long tail on me
It's all about I can say sneak except give me a break snake
My torso's cold and it's startin' to mould Boa Constrictor how much can you hold
Oh yes he's up to my chest oh heck he's up to my neck
Nearly all in he's up to my chin oh dread he's swallowered my...excuse me
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11.

JOE BEAN

(Bud Freeman - Leon Pober)
« © '63 Vickers Music, ASCAP »
Well they're hangin' Joe Bean this mornin' for killin' a man in Arkansas
Funny thing about it Joe Bean never even heard of the man
In fact Joe Bean never has been to Arkansas
And to top that off today is Joe Bean's 20th birthday

See where the gallows stand Joe Bean see where the gallows stand
Just twenty short years from the day you were born you'll die by the hangman's hand
They're hangin' Joe Bean this mornin' for a shootin' that he never did
He killed twenty men by the time he was ten he was an unruly kid
But they're hangin' Joe Bean for the one shootin' that he never did
See through the prison bars Joe Bean see where the gallows stand
Just twenty short years from the day you were born you'll die by the hangman's hand
Well your mother's in capitol city asking Governor Simms for a stay
And it's really hard on her cause she knows
Where you were on that particular day
You were working Joe Bean hard working robbing the Santa Fe
Well the telegraph wires're hummin' hear the Governor's words come through
I can't set you free cause it's not up to me but this much Joe Bean I'll do
I'll join your mother in extending birthday greetings to you

Happy birthday Joe Bean happy birthday Joe Bean
Happy birthday dear Joe happy birthday to you
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