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(# 1 top country album)
(# 5 top pop album)

Brent Mason, Bruce Watkins - guitar
Keith Stegall - guitar/piano
Robbie Flint - slide/dobro
Paul Franklin, John Hughey - steel
Roy Huskey, Glenn Worf - bass
Eddie Bayers - drums
Stuart Duncan, Larry Franklin - fiddle
Hargus Pig Robbins - piano
John Wesley Ryles - vocals
Recorded:
Jan/1994, Castle Studio, Franklin
Engineering: John Kelton
(# 1 country hit)
© American Music, BMI
Well I'm a gonna raise a fuss and I'm gonna raise a holler
About a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Every time I call my baby just to try to get a date
My boss says no dice son you've gotta work late
Sometime I wonder what I'm a gonna do
Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
[ instrumental ]
Well my mom and pop a told me son you've gotta make some money
If you wanna use the car to go a ridin' next Sunday
Well I didn't go to work told the boss I was sick
And you can't use the car cause you didn't work a lick
Sometime I wonder what I'm a gonna do
Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
[ instrumental ]
I'm gonna take two weeks gonna have a vacation
I'm gonna take my problems to the United Nations
Well I called my Congressman and he said quote
I'd like to help you son but you're too young to vote
Sometime I wonder what I'm a gonna do
Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
[ instrumental ]
Well I'm a gonna raise a fuss and I'm gonna raise a holler
About a workin' all summer just to try to earn a dollar
Yeah sometime I wonder what I'm a gonna do
Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
No there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
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(# 1 country hit)
© WB Music, ASCAP
Two young people without a thing say some vows and spread their wings
Settle down with just they need livin' on love
She don't care bout what's in style she just likes the way he smiles
It takes more than marble and tile livin' on love
Livin' on love buyin' on time
Without somebody nothin' ain't worth a dime
Just like an old fashioned story book ryhme livin' on love
It sounds simple that's what you're thinkin'
But love can walk through fire without blinkin'
It doesn't take much when you get enough livin' on love
[ instrumental ]
Two old people without a thing children gone still they sing
Side by side in that front porch swing livin' on love
He can't see anymore she can't barely sweep the floor
Hand in hand the'll walk through that door just livin' on love
Livin' on love buyin' on time...
Yeah livin' on love buyin' on time...
No it doesn't take much when you get enough livin' on love
**********
© WB Music, ASCAP
There's a hole in the wall where a nail used to be
A nail that held a picture of the one who once held me
Now that wall's tellin' me what I don't wanna hear
I'm tired of the word fool ringin' in my ears
Oh I guess a saner man would simply paint it
But I'm not sane and after all it's my wall ain't it
I've got this hammer in my hand and when I'm through
There'll be a hole in that wall big enough to drive a truck through
[ instrumental ]
When you lose the greatest love you've ever had
A little hole in the wall is enough to drive you mad
Oh I guess a saner man would simply paint it...
Oh I've got this hammer in my hand and when I'm through
There'll be a hole in that wall big enough to drive a truck through
**********
(# 1 country hit)
© Ranger Bob Music, ASCAP
She's been playin' that room on the strip for ten years in Vegas
Every night she looks in the mirror but she only ages
She's been readin' bout Nashville and all the records that everybody's buyin'
Says I'm a sinple girl myself grew up on Long Island
So she packs her bags to try her hand says this might be my last chance
She's gone country look at them boots
She's gone country back to her roots
She's gone country a new kind of suit
She's gone country here she comes
[ instrumental ]
Well the folk scene's dead but he's holdin' out in the village
He's been writin' songs speakin' out against wealth and privilege
He says I don't believe in money but a man could make him a killin'
Cause some of that stuff don't sound much different than Dylan
I hear down there it's changed you see they're not as backward as they used to be
He's gone country look at them boots
He's gone country back to his roots
He's gone country a new kind of suit
He's gone country here he comes
[ instrumental ]
He commutes to LA but he's got a house in the valley
But the bills are pilin' up and the pop scene just ain't on a rally
He says honey I'm a serious composer schooled in voice and composition
But with the crime and the smog these days this ain't no place for children
Lord it sounds so easy this shouldn't take long be back in the money in no time at all
Yeah he's gone country look at them boots...
Yeah he's gone country a new kind of walk he's gone country a new kind of talk
He's gone country look at them boots he's gone country oh back to his roots
He's gone country he's gone country everybody's gone country
Yeah we've gone country the whole world's gone country we're gone
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© Coburn Music, BMI
Well I know you hate my drinking and the way I talk sometimes
But you hate it most when I don't call at night
And it's just because you love me and you worry about your man
You do the best you can with who I am
Burning both ends of a candle oh can leave one in the dark
And I know what I put you through is hard upon your heart
And it's just that you're concerned for me sweetheart I understand
You do the best you can with who I am
[ instrumental ]
You go to church on Sunday while I'm still home in bed
Sleepin' off the night I had before
And sometimes you say I'm perfect and sometimes not worth a damn
You do the best you can with who I am
Burning both ends of a candle oh can leave one in the dark...
You do the best you can with who I am
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© WB Music, ASCAP
You say your heart's been broken and you just can't win
You say that you'll never love again let me tell you friend
You can't give up on love that's the one thing we've got to keep goin'
Cause it don't come easy and it's so hard to hold you can't give up on love
Looked out my window what did I see it's another broken family
The kids are stayin' with mama at home daddy's livin' in a house all alone
But you can't give up on love that's the one thing we've got to keep goin'...
[ instrumental ]
Troubled times make it hard to stay so many lovers take the easy way
But don't go crazy jump ship too soon cause everyday can't be a honeymoon
No you can't give up on love that's the one thing we've got to keep goin'...
No you can't give up on love oh you can't give up on love
**********
(# 1 country hit)
© WB Music, ASCAP
Well I was sittin' in a road house down on Highway 41
You're wipin' off some ketchup on a table that was done
I knew you didn't see me I was in a corner booth
Of course you weren't my waitress mine was missin' her front tooth
So I flagged you down for coffee but I couldn't say a thing
But I'm in love with you baby and I don't even know your name
I'm in love with you baby I don't even know your name
I've never been too good at all those sexual games
So maybe it's just better if we leave it this way
I'm in love with you baby and I don't even know your name
[ instrumental ]
So I ordered straight tequila a little courage in a shot
I asked you for a date and I asked to tie the knot
I got a little wasted yeah I went a little far
But I finally got to hug you when you helped me to my car
The last thing I remember I heard myself say
I'm in love with you baby and I don't even know your name
Yeah I'm in love with you baby and I don't even know your name...
[ instrumental ]
The next thing I remember I was hearing weddin' bells
Standing by a woman in a long white lacy veil
I raised the veil she smiled at me without her left front tooth
And I said where the hell am I and just who the hell are you
She said I was your waitress and our last name's now the same
Cause I'm married to you baby and I don't even know your name
Yeah I'm married to a waitress I don't even know her name
I've never been too good at all those sexual games
I never thought my love life would quite turn out this way
Hey I'm married to a waitress and I don't even know her name
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(# 6 country hit)
© Tessa Pub, BMI
Well I don't drink the way that I used to
Lately that just ain't my style
And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to
They pass quicker like when I was wild
And somehow I've learned how to listen
For a sound like the sun going down
In the magic the morning is bringing
There's a song for the life I have found
It keeps my feet on the ground
And the midsummer days sit so heavy
They flow like a breeze through your mind
And nothing appears in a hurry
To make up for someone's lost time
And somehow I've learned how to listen...
[ instrumental ]
And somehow I've learned how to listen
For a sound like the breeze dying down
In the magic the morning is bringing
There's a song for a friend I have found
She keeps my feet on the ground
She keeps my feet on the ground
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© Big Yellow Dog Music, BMI
On the wrong end of the highway when the long night has no end
When there's no one there beside me till I hold you once again
Thank God for the radio when I'm on the road
When I'm far from home feeling blue
Thank God for the radio playing all night long
Playing all the songs that mean so much to me and you
There's a song that we first danced to
And there's a song that played the night we met
And there's the song we first made love to
That's the song I'll never forget
So thank God for the radio when I'm on the road...
[ instrumental ]
Thank God for the radio when I'm on the road...
Playing all the songs that mean so much to me and you
Thank God for the radio
**********
© Blackwood Music, BMI
I work a forty hour week and I earn my keep and try to walk proud and tall
I keep my nose to the grind and I don't get behind and I don't back up at all
Well my neck's a little red my collar's blue
I sip a little coffee and drink a little booze
Cause I'm all American country boy
My daddy's spittin' image and my mama's pride and joy
There ain't nothing down home that I don't really don't enjoy
Cause I'm all American country boy
[ instrumental ]
I drive a pickup truck and I don't pass the buck and I always speak my mind
I'm hooked one CB's Rolaids and BC's and I know how to have a good time
I'm a little bit rowdy and a little bit tame
There ain't no way I'm ever gonna change
Cause I'm all American country boy...
[ instrumental ]
Well I must admit that I've mellowed a bit farther time can slow you down
I'm still doing all I used to do it just takes a little longer now
I'm all American country boy...
I'm just a country boy good ol' country boy
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© WB Music, ASCAP
Well I know sometimes you find it hard to understand just what we do out here
Well that bus rolls up at home and I just disappear
And I sure don't like to leave you couldn't stand for you to think that I don't care
So I wrote this job description just to tell you what I do when I'm not there
I sleep eighty miles an hour to the whining of a diesel down the interstate
Dreaming bout my little girls the easy chair that sits beside the fireplace
Then we shut her down in another town shower up do just what we came to do
Sing for the people count the money and the miles back home to you
[ instrumental ]
Well each night I take the stage with a six piece band and a guitar in my hand
Singin' songs about my life all the good times and the bad
Then we say goodbye and we load it up and head somewhere I've already been
Then I lay down in that double bed alone and I thank the Lord again
Well I sleep eighty miles an hour to the whining of a diesel down the interstate...
Well I just sing for the people count the money and the miles back home to you
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© WB Music, ASCAP
If I could have you I know what I'd do
This time I'd be true if I had you
If you could be mine I'd walk that straight line
There'd be no bad times if I had you
I made the worst mistake one fool could ever make
Tell me it's not too late what can I do
If I could hold you tight I'd have the world tonight
Everything would be all right if I had you
[ instrumental ]
I made the worst mistake one fool could ever make...
Everything would be all right if I had you
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© WB Music, ASCAP
I'm always on the road you're always all alone
And I'm not always there when I'm at home
But I'm ready for a little change I'm ready to accept some blame
So let's back up to yesterday
Let's get back in love back to dreaming
Of all those little things we used to do
Let's start holding hands let's start making plans
Honey let's get back to me and you
[ instrumental ]
It's not like it was when we fell in love
When all we had was enough
Well I don't like the blues I like love that's true
Honey let's get back to me and you
Let's get back in love back to dreaming...
[ instrumental ]
Let's get back in love back to dreaming...
Yeah let's get back in love back to dreaming...
Well honey get on back to me and you
**********
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