1.

Seven Bridges Road

Steve Young

© Golden Chain Music, BMI

Now there are stars in the southern sky
Southward as you go
There's moonlight and moss in the trees
Down the Seven Bridges Road

Now I have loved you like a baby
Like some lonesome child
I have loved you in a tame way
And I have loved you wild

Sometimes there is a part of me
Has to turn from here and go
Running like a child beneath warm stars
Down the Seven Bridges Road
[ instrumental ]
Now there are stars in the southern sky
And if ever you decide you should go
There is a taste of time sweet honey
Down the Seven Bridges Road

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2.

My Oklahoma

T.J. McAlster

© Golden Chain Music, BMI

Stars out in the morning and the still rustle of corn
What a good place to be born
Clouds over the prairie till the wind blows them away
At the still start of the day
[ instrumental ]
Hey my Oklahoma are you still waiting for me
With your gold plain waving free

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3.

The White Trash Song

Steve Young

© Golden Chain Music, BMI

I wake up every mornin' about the break of dawn
Hear the rooster crowin' feel all alone
There's honeysuckle outside my window dew sparklin' on the vine
Little squirrels a barkin' like they thought they was a mountain lion
I get to thinkin' bout the road and all the times that I come back again
I was born a child to these muddy roads Lord I'll die here lonesome as the wind

Cause all my cars they’re broke down they're layin' in my front yard
I ought to get one together Lord but the work just seems so hard
Lord a man come by here this mornin' he wanted to paint my barn
Well he painted See Rock City US Highway 41
[ instrumental ]
Hey I used to have a church woman she was pretty as she could be
Oh but she run off with a singer up in Nashville Tennessee
So I drink a lot of liquor honey I drink a lot of booze
Hey I'm a midnight country rambler you know I ain't got nothin' to lose
[ instrumental ]
So when you carve my tombstone honey don’t worry none bout no name
Just see he come with a mornin' wind and left with the mountain rain
But he could play a fiddle Lord he could make a dobro ring
He could make a guitar sparkle Lord in the early mornin' rain
Hey the man come by here this mornin' yeah he wanted to paint my barn
Well he painted See rock City US Highway 41

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4.

I Can't Hold Myself In Line

Merle Haggard

© Blue Book Music, BMI

I'm goin' off of the deep end
I'm slowly losin' my mind
Close to be ahead down the wrong road of life
Though I just can't hold myself in line

Now you give me no cause for my drinkin'
But you know I just can't stand myself at times
I disagree with the way I been livin'
But I just can't hold myself in line
[ instrumental ]
My weakness is stronger than I am
You know I've always been a losin' kind
Close to be ahead down the wrong road of life
But I just can't hold myself in line
Oh I just can't hold myself in line

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5.

I Begin To See Design

Steve Young

© Golden Chain Music, BMI

The days are gettin' longer till the whistle blows at 5:00
My hands begin to feel like they're not mine
If I had no other reason I'd be dis-satisfied
For my darling I can't ride this line

From the road I hear the music of the honky tonkin' crowd
I recall the life I used to lead
But I never miss the nightlife now that I'm a different man
And the love of my sweet wife is all I need

And there's no more lonely streets reeling away feeling them
And I don't see oblivion out in that no man's realm

Oh the nights are now much sweeter as they curl around my feet
And my life again seems like it's mine
And I feel the season's changin' as the north wind starts to climb
And I think that I begin to see design
Yes I think that I begin to see design

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6.

Long Way To Hollywood

Steve Young

© Golden Chain Music, BMI

Oh babe I hate to leave you down in this one horse town
Where the train runs through your early dreams just to leave that ol' wailing sound
Oh but I'm coming back I will return oh honey now wait for me
I'm bound to travel the USA cross the desert unto the sea
I've got another song about the south you know it's white and it's black
There ain't no banjo on my knee but I got songs on my back

Yeah it's a long long way to Hollywood a shot short change for fame
All them slickers are talkin' bout down home but I know that southern game

Oh when I told them I was leavin' you know my mama she cried
Ol' grandma she looked down that road Lord ol' granddaddy he died
Oh I love them all you know I love them all honey I hope that it ain’t so late
I hope I can help the ones that left here I hope that's in my fate

Yeah it's a long long way to Hollywood a shot short change for fame...

I've got another song for all them old people hoverin' down in the Georgia night
Lord I know their wings are heavy now and they're on the most lonesome flight
All them oh old depression people babe I know they took a heavy load
All the children my kinfolks and cousins still walkin' down Tobacco Road
Well they still talk about Hank Williams Lord they're clingin' onto his fame
I'm of the same race I'm from the same place got the same lonesome blood in my veins

Oh it's a long long way to Hollywood a shot short change for fame...

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7.

Many Rivers

Steve Young

© Golden Chain Music, BMI

If the Lord ever looks down from heaven
If I ever see him peeking from his stars
I'll say father take me home I'm together here alone
And I've thrown away the keys to these bars

Oh oh father you've made many rivers
And I've followed them from the mountains to the seas
Now would you make me one that flows beyond the sun
Would you make a ship and sail it there for me
[ instrumental ]
Once I dreamed I saw the Lord in a vision
And he spoke from his flowing beard of silver gray
He said my son you've played the game and you've used a rambler's name
But you never were a true hard roller anyway

He said my son I have made many rivers
And you've followed them from the mountains to the sea
And now I'll make you one that flows beyond the sun
Oh I'll make a ship of grace and set you free

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8.

Lonesome On'ry And Mean

Steve Young

© Golden Chain Music, BMI

On a Greyhound bus I'm travelin' this morning
I'm going to Shreveport and to New Orleans
You know ramblin' these highways and Lord travlin' these byways
It's been making me lonesome on'ry and mean
[ instrumental ]
Now her hair was jet black and her name was Bodine
Oh she thought she was the queen of the Basin Street Queens
But she got tired of the smoky wild dream
She began feelin' lonesome on'ry and mean
[ steel ]
So we got together and cashed in our sweeps
And we give it to some beggar he was mumblin' through the streets
And he sat there escaping from his curse tender's dream
He began lookin' lonesome on'ry and mean
[ instrumental ]
Now I'm down in this valley where the wheels turn so low
At dawn I pray to the Lord of my soul
I say oh Lord what won't you help preach us clean
You know I'm tired of bein' lonesome on'ry and mean

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9.

Come Sit By My Side

Steve Young

© Golden Chain Music, BMI

Come and sit by me Grace let me talk to you girl
You know I wouldn't wanna hurt you for the world
But the more I try Lord the more it seems to take
And I don't know if I'm gonna make it on what I make

The railroad's out of business and they're firing at the mine
No use at the factory you can't cross the picket line
The farmer's got machinery and the soldiers are coming home
They're ain't gonna be much meat left on the bone

Come and sit by my side for awhile
You know you always won my heart with your smile
My manly pride someday it's bound to break
But I don't know how I'm gonna make it on what I make

That old north wind Lord it's starting to moan
See the kids they can feel it in their bones
And it's enough to teach a man to sing the blues
A little help is something I could use

Come and sit by my side for awhile…..

Now when you see the preacher tell him say a prayer for me
Tell him I've always known what be will be
When the morning's sun's rising Lord I'm bound to roll
Jesus won't you look down upon a helpless soul

Come and sit by my side for awhile…..

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10.

True Note

Steve Young

© Golden Chain Music, BMI

It's not my true note it's way too blue
Yet I sing it babe over you
No it's not my true song yet I sing it this way
You know how it is there's dues to pay

My song was sunshine my song was once spring
Along comes some moonbeam to darken my dream
And then the storm hit to scatter my scheme
Still I had my blue note and the wind on its way

Yet to look for my true song one that isn't this blue
Some new song babe that ain't about you
Yeah I search for my true note and to sail on away
To some beautiful morning on some bright shining day

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11.

Ragtime Blue Guitar

Steve Young

© Golden Chain Music, BMI

I play the ragtime blue guitar I play it near and far
I play on the streets all around I travel on the old greyhound
Ah the guitar she's my old friend she knows just where I been
She understand how I feel she knows the blues is real

Ah if you don't like what I play friend you ain't gotta pay
You got no money that's okay I ain't gettin' rich no way
Yeah but I play my blues alright I play out every night
If you want me to I play these blues for you
[ instrumental ]
Yes I play the ragtime blue guitar I have faced the wind and rain
There's a lotta things I been through that's why I can sing these blues
Whoa now I hear they passed a law against my kind street singer who is blind
But your ordinance I refuse I got right to sing these blues
Your ordinance I refuse I got right to sing these blues

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12.

Montgomery In The Rain

Steve Young

© Golden Chain Music, BMI

Well here I am again down in Montgomery Alabamy
My luck ain't never been up but I'm used to it now
So all you people don't look at me and frown
I don't wanna stay here I'm just passing through your town
And I just came back here to see an old stained window pane
Before you tear it all down and bring out your crane
And I wanted to see Montgomery in the rain

Around these streets an old houses a lotta changes I've been through
From the top of the town to washing cars being down out and blue
And I once met a woman here with ways like I'd never seen
And I used to ramble between here and New Orleans
So I've just come back here to remember a joy and a pain
And look back to a year through a tear and an old window pane
And I wanted to see Montgomery in the rain

So you don't have to hide your baby you don't have to go get no gun
I know I look funny to you all honey but I'm just one
Who was once from here and now who's come back again
I ain't asking for nothing but my song in a cemetery wind
Cause if it's all right with you before I get back on my train
I wanna go out by Hank's tombstone and cry the other thunderstorm chain
Cause I did want to see Montgomery in the rain

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