DAVID ALLAN COE
RIDES AGAIN
(Columbia KC-34310)
January/1977
Produced by Billy Sherrill & Ron Bledsoe
1.
WILLIE WAYLON AND ME
(David A. Coe - Deborah L. Coe)
« © '76 Showfor Music, BMI »
I heard The Burritos out in California could fly higher than The Byrds
Roger McGuinn had a 12 string guitar it was like nothing I'd ever heard
And The Eagles flew in from the west coast like The Byrds they were trying to be free
While in Texas the talk turned to Outlaws like Willie and Waylon and me
Hey well that they say Texas music is in the make
And we've been making music that is free
Doing one night stands and playing with our bands Willie Waylon and me
(Oh Mad Dog)
[ harmonica - steel ]
They say The Beatles were just the beginning of everything music could be
Just like The Stones I was rolling along like a ship lost out on the sea
And Joplin would die for the future and Dylan would write poetry
And in Texas the talk turned to Outlaws like Willie and Waylon and me
Hey my name is David Allan Coe and I'm from Dallas Texas
They say Texas music is in the make
And we've been making music that is free
Doing one night stands and playing with our bands Willie Waylon and me
[ piano - guitar ]
I heard The Burritos out in California...
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2.
HOUSE WE'VE BEEN CALLING HOME
(David A. Coe - Deborah L. Coe)
« © '76 Showfor Music, BMI »
Jessie she stares like a cat with a bird that has fallen and broke its wing
Terri she puts on her make-up and wonders what promise the new day will bring
Debbie stays home with the baby while I work my hands to the bone
Yeah I make a living they do the giving in a house we've been calling home
Just a house we've been trying to live in just a place we've been calling our own
Me and my wives have been spending our lives in a house we've been calling home
Jessie's the youngest she always needs answers to questions that I just don't know
Terri she can't sit still for a moment she's always in some hurry to go
Debbie's been with me the longest we spend most of our time on the phone
Talking in rhymes with no reasons in mind for this house we've been calling home
Just a house we've been trying to live in...
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3.
YOUNG DALLAS COWBOY
(David A. Coe - Deborah L. Coe)
« © '76 Showfor Music, BMI »
Well I've hiked through the sage brush I ran up some rail
I slept on the bench in a few county jails
And they laugh as they knocked all the wind from my sail
When I was a young Dallas Cowboy
I've tried hard to tackle the problems at hand
I've kicked a few habits and I've marched to the band
I tried hard to follow the lady of the land
When I was a young Dallas Cowboy
I've made a few passes that weren't incomplete
I stumbled through yards on my way to the street
Running from beds where I did more than sleep
When I was a young Dallas Cowboy
Well he tackled the bottle and he fumbled the ball
And he'd touchdown in alleys along where he'd fall
Just wait for his son to make up for it all
When I was a young Dallas Cowboy
When I was a baby he broke up the team
Divorcing my mama to live with a dream
He had back in college when he was still green
And I was a young Dallas Cowboy
Now the footballs I held did not fit in my hand
Got me a guitar and I've got me a band
So don't put me down when I'm taking my stand
Be proud of this young Dallas Cowboy
Yeah I'm proud I'm a young Dallas Cowboy
Be proud of those young Dallas Cowboys
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4.
SENSE OF HUMOR
(David A. Coe - Deborah L. Coe)
« © '76 Showfor Music, BMI »
Every night another woman every day a different town
If I'm not accused of speeding I'm accused of coming down
With a legal dose of something that you heard was going round
And you wondered why I lost my sense of humor
Every song another record every day just like a clock
Knowing well I've had to take it till I make it to the top
With the devil right behind me and my heart about to stop
Then you wondered why I lost my sense of humor
Twenty years I was in prison more than that I was alone
Some lily-white reporter thinks it's time that I was stoned
Without sin he wrote the story and it chilled me to the bone
Then he wondered why I lost my sense of humor
I shaved my beard and cut my hair off it don't matter anyhow
It was truth that told the answers to the questions up till now
Crucify him someone shouted from the safety of the crowd
Then they wondered why I lost my sense of humor
Hey take them crosses from my doorstep there's no reason to my rhyme
Everybody knows somebody will take care of me in time
I made friends of all you stand for but the blind can't lead the blind
Just be glad I haven't lost my sense of humor
Just be glad I haven't lost my sense of humor
Cause if I ever catch you I'm gonna kick your ass
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5.
PUNKIN CENTER BARN DANCE
(David A. Coe - Lonnie Dearman)
« © '76 Careers Music, BMI »
He came from Kentucky least ways that's what I've been told
Me and fate had left that state before his corpse got cold
He'd been killed for gold hhen California could be sold
To any fool who had been told bbout the Punkin Center Barn Dance
Mama had the fever and my daddy sold his soul
To someone called the devil that he'd met along life's road
Dad would stop to drink a toast and mom was looking like a ghost
Was gonna beat us to the coast and the Punkin Center Barn Dance
At the Punkin Center Barn Dance that's where everyone would be
Dancing to Virginia's reel and the waltz of Tennessee
When the roll is called up yonder you can hear the angels sing
At the Punkin Center Barn Dance God is gold the grass is green
[ fiddle ]
Yeah I left California just before the Grateful Dead
Told the truth about the gold I'd searched for in my head
Like my Dad I'd roamed the land and Mom could never understand
How Lucifer could bring a man to the Punkin Center Barn Dance
Well times are changin' poets say since mom and dad both passed away
But some things in this life will never change
The poets write of things to come the earth will melt into the sun
And you and I will be the ones at the Punkin Center Barn Dance
At the Punkin Center Barn Dance...
At the Punkin Center Barn Dance...
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6.
WILLIE WAYLON AND ME (reprise)
(David A. Coe - Deborah L. Coe)
« © '76 Showfor Music, BMI »
They say The Beatles were just the beginning of everything music could be
Just like The Stones I was rolling along like a ship lost out on the sea
And Joplin would die for the future and Dylan would write poetry
And in Texas the talk turned to Outlaws like Willie and Waylon and me
Hey well that they say Texas music is in the make
And we've been making music that is free
Doing one night stands and playing with our bands Willie Waylon and me
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7.
LATELY I'VE BEEN THINKING TOO MUCH LATELY
(David A. Coe - Deborah L. Coe)
« © '76 Showfor Music, BMI »
Lately I've been thinking too much lately I've been staying kinda stoned
Maybe I need someone who can make me feel like I'm not making it alone
Lately you've been colder than the weather whether love was right or love was wrong
Once you told me there was no one better now you say you're better off alone
Yesterday has ran into tomorrow wrecking every dream we've ever known
Even though we're lying here together in this bed I believe we're laying here alone
Lately I've been drivin' myself crazy lately this old house ain't been no home
I thought you were something to hold on to when I could not make it on my own
Lately you've been more than I can handle lately I can't handle being stoned
Maybe I need someone who can make me feel like I'm not making it alone
Yesterday has ran into tomorrow...
Lately I've been thinking too much lately
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8.
LAID BACK AND WASTED
(Dale Murphy)
« © '76 Showfor Music, BMI »
Laid back and wasted driven to drinking a woman ain't nothing to lose
Don't ever doubt it I'll live without it I'll give you the blues
I spent a lifetime looking for the answers somewhere in search of my soul
I lost it in Nashville I found it in Austin I sold it in New Mexico
Ten thousand miles of road dust can't cover the scars that I put on my arm
And the bridges I'm burning will never erase the scars that they've put on my heart
Dying looks easy drifting gets harder I don't know which one to choose
Don't ever doubt it I'll live without it I'll give you the blues
[ steel + guitar ]
Laid back and wasted driven to drinking a woman ain't nothing to lose
Don't ever doubt it I'll live without it I'll give you the blues
Don't ever doubt it I'll live without it I'll give you the blues
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9.
UNDER RACHEL'S WINGS
(David A. Coe - Fred Spears - Stephen Loggans)
« © '76 Showfor Music, BMI »
Will you hurt me more than the pain of sharing her
With other lovers believers or deceivers
Well the answer can't be found when I'm alone
So Rachel take me home and make me feel like a man
I know I swore that I'd be faithful
But Rachel made me realize that happiness is something you can't share
With Tom Dick or Harry the reason we got married
Was to know when you were needed you'd be there
So now you know all about her
Now you want to act like she's the reason you've been staying out at night
But honey I've been drinking and lately I've been thinking
The way that we've been lovin' just ain't right
Will you hurt me more...
And the man you feel I ain't half as real as the man I used to be
They've took my pride and I had to fight to keep my sanity
Under Rachel's wings (under Rachel's wings)
Under Rachel's wings (under Rachel's wings)
Under Rachel's wings (under Rachel's wings)
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10.
GREENER THAN THE GRASS WE LAID ON
(David A. Coe)
« © '70 Careers Music, BMI »
I painted quite a picture for the girls in her hometown
And she was no exception to the rule
Singing all them songs about the places that I've been
Made a body feel just like a fool
She was like the paper bag that once had held the wine
Thrown without no caution to the wind
I left her like the empty bottle lyin' on the ground
Swearin' I'd pick her up again
She was greener than the grass we laid on underneath that Alabama sun
I guess she should have known that ol' highway was my home
To-do-do-to-do-do do-do-do
I said she was prettier than Paris in the rain
Lord I filled her full of gypsy lies
Swearin' I'd be coming back to fetch her in the spring
Too ashamed to look her in the eye
She looked about as simple as the cotton dress I've torn
Sneakin' in her house at 3 a.m.
Her mama liked to question me the day after and I was sure
Her intuition told her where we'd been
She was greener than the grass we laid on underneath that Alabama sun
I guess she should have known that ol' highway was my home
She should have never listened to my songs to my songs
She should have never listened to my songs
To-do-do-to-do-do do-do-do to-do-do-to-do-do do-do-do
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11.
IF THAT AIN'T COUNTRY
(David A. Coe - Deborah L. Coe - Fred Spears)
« © '76 Showfor Music, BMI »
The old man was covered with tattoos and scars
He got some in prison and others in bars
The rest he got workin' on old junk cars in the daytime
They looked like tombstones in our yard
And I never seen him when he wasn't tired and mean
He sold used parts to make ends meet
Covered with grease from his head to his feet
Cussin' the sweat and the Texas heat and mosquiters
And the neighbors said we lived like hicks
But they brung their cars for pa to fix anyhow
He was veteran-proud tried and true
He'd fought till his heart was black and blue
Didn't know how he'd made it through the hard times
He bought our house on the GI Bill
But it wasn't worth all he had to kill to git it
He drank pearl in a can and Jack Daniels black
Chewed tobacco from a mail pouch sack
Had an old dog that was trained to attack sometimes
He'd get drunk and mean as a rattlesnake
And there wasn't too much that he would take from a stranger
There were thirteen kids and a bunch of dogs
A house full of chickens and a yard full of hogs
I spent the summertime cuttin' up logs for the winter
Tryin' like the devil to find the Lord
Workin' like a nigger for my room and board
Coal-burin' stove no natural gas if that ain't country I'll kiss your ass
If that ain't country it'll hairlip the pope
If that ain't country it's a damn good joke
I've seen the Grand Ole Opry and I've met Johnny Cash
If that ain't country I'll kiss your ass
[ steel ]
Mama sells eggs at a grocery store my oldest sister is a first-rate whore
Dad says she can't come home anymore and he means it
Ma just sits and keeps her silence
Sister she left cause dad got violent and he knows it
Mama she's old far beyond her time
From chopping tobacco and I've seen her cryin'
When blood started flowin' from her calloused hand and it hurt me
She'd just keep workin' tryin' to help the old man
To the end of one row and back again like always
She's been through hell since junior went to jail
When the lights go out she ain't never failed
To get down on her knees and pray because she loves him
Told all the neighbors he was off in the war
Fightin' for freedom he's good to the core and she's proud
Now our place was a graveyard for automobiles
At the end of the porch there was four stacks of wheels
And tires for sale for a dollar or two cash
There was fifty holes in an old tin roof
Me and my family we was livin' proof
The people who forgot about poor white trash
And if that ain't country I'll kiss your ass
If that ain't country...
I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes concerning the great speckled bird
I didn't know God made honky tonk angels and went back to the wild side of life
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