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(# 64 top country album)

Ronny Scaife, Bobby Neal - guitar
Lloyd Green - steel/dobro
Larry Sasser - steel
Malcolm Gray - bass
Perry York - drums
Hoot Hester - fiddle
Garry Peters, Carl Marsh - piano/keyboards
David Roush - harmonica/banjo
Recorded:
Aug/1983, Cinderella Studio, Nashville
© Hall-Clement Pub, BMI
Two young kids a night in May
A country road and a Chevrolet
Beneath the summer moon
Almost a woman almost a man
Things like this get out of hand
Seventeen and that's too soon
Now you can call it youth and blame it on the night
You can call it life and say that it's not right
You can call it foolish blame it on the stars above
Call it what you want I call it love
Blood runs high and wrong or right
They lose their heads run off one night
And what's done can't be undone
Thinking life's an easy thing
A borrowed dress and a wedding ring
Eighteen and that's too young
Now you can call it youth and blame it on the night...
[ instrumental ]
Time goes on and in a while
It's a rented room and a month old child
And they're down to just gettin' by
It's hard to last when life's that way
People shake their heads and say
They won't make it oh but they might
And you can call it youth and blame it on the night...
I call it love
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© Gold Dust Music, BMI
Well I been a walkin' a walkin' in the moonlight
Trippin' in the starlight Lord and I'm feelin' down
Walkin' in the shadows sneakin' down a sideroad
Come early mornin' I'll be there on the edge of town
Now I was a thinkin' thinkin' bout a good thing
Thinking bout a sweet gleam oh in my honey's eyes
And I was a sinkin' feelin' kinda lonesome
Come early mornin' I'll be home by my honey's side
And I have drifted up across the mountains
I have stumbled down the other side
And I've been tempted tried and troubled Lawd
Come early mornin' I'll be home and satisfied
[ instrumental ]
She'll give me little lovin' give me little sunshine
Make me have a good time oh when I'm feelin' blue
I couldn't refuse her I couldn't misuse her
Come early mornin' I'll be home with my honey dew
Now I have drifted up across the mountains...
And I have drifted up across the mountains...
Come early mornin' I'll be home by my honey's side
Yes I will
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© Sister John Music, BMI
A wild haired country boy had hisself a dream
Take to the highways see the city scenes
Jump him some free rides just anywhere they're bound
Have him some good times in big city towns
I had to git around
I rode the LA freeway to see Bolder Maine
And every town was beautiful and it's all way in between
Made friends I'd like to see again while makin' me some tracks
But the strongest memory of all is callin' me back
Callin' me back
To that Oklahoma mountain where the dream all began
Where the old hoot owl is callin' and the colors never end
Where a grey haired mother's lovin' is stronger
Than the smoke blowin' from the stack
Her love is callin' me back
Callin' me back callin' me back
[ instrumental ]
I had my chance to wander had my chance to roam
Make towns that almost made me feel at home
But my heart took me in a circle I had a lesson left to learn
The highway gives a freedom but the soul must return
I wanna return
To that Oklahoma mountain where the dream all began...
To that Oklahoma mountain where the dream all began...
To that Oklahoma mountain where the dream all began...
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© Warner-Tamerlane Pub, BMI
Don't worry bout this gold ring on my finger I ain't the cheatin' kind
Now I could love you all night long and never have a guilty mind
It ain't that she'd be a losin' sleep or up all night a walkin' the floor
Cause the truth of the matter is I don't matter to her like I did before
And cheatin's only cheatin' if there's someone at home who cares
What you're doin' who you're doin' it with why when and where
You could say I's runnin' around but it's really a sad affair
Cause cheatin's only cheatin' if there's someone at home who cares
[ instrumental ]
A we hide nothing from each other we don't even bother to lie
Now I can do bout anything I want and never get the evil eye
My friends say I'm a lucky man and that I sure nough got it made
But I'd sell my soul just to know she worries when I'm out too late
And cheatin's only cheatin' if there's someone at home who cares...
Cause cheatin's only cheatin' if there's someone at home who cares
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© Tree Publishing, BMI
I've been as good as a man can be
I thought my whole life she'd be here with me
She took her clothes and all her personal things
I guess she must have overlooked her wedding ring
Now where'd that woman go where'd that woman go
I've been lookin' and I don't know where's that woman go
I worked at the mill and came home every night
I thought I's doin' everything just right
If we could have talked she might still be here today
But she never complained she just went away
Now where'd that woman go where'd that woman go...
[ instrumental ]
She's a high class woman and that's a fact
She's got my heart and I need it back
I was kind to her and I tried to be high class too
But there are some things a country boy can't do
Now where'd that woman go where'd that woman go...
Where'd that woman go where'd that woman go...
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© Combine Music, BMI
The year on the tombstone reads 18-0-5
And says that he died by the gun
On a cool purple evenin' in New Mexico
A prairie of shadows and a stone
Where the coyotes howl and the lonesome wind his mournful story is told
He longs to ride and be free again not owin' the devil his soul
And the legend grows old
So let's sing a song for him now boys
As he lays in his stoney grave
Let's drink one more round to our friend in the ground
The gunfighter's gone but the legend remains
[ instrumental ]
Dry tumbleweeds roll over his grave Chased by the hot desert wind
The afternoon trembles under the sun
As the wild dust ever spins
Then twilight falls once again moonlight silver and gold
The desert cools with the fadin' sun another day's grown cold
And the legend grows old
So let's sing a song for him now boys...
Let's sing a song for him now boys...
The gunfighter's gone but the legend remains
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© Partnership Music, BMI
I remember that blackland cotton gin
The Mississippi river rolling round the bend
Walking through a shady land my first trip to New Orleans
But most of all I remember you
I remember that crooked country road
And a whole lotta kids in the swimming hole
First time I's on a train playin' in the summer rain
But most of all I remember you
For some things never seem to change
And your everlasting lovin' still remains
And if I ever make it to the heaven's blue
Most of all I'll remember you
[ instrumental ]
I remember that first time cheek to cheek
Your mama wasn't looking and your daddy was asleep
You in your cotton gown lettin' ally our long hair down
But most of all I remember you
Most of all I remember you most of all I remember you
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© Peer Int, BMI
All around the water tank a waitin' for a train
A thousand miles away from home sleeping in the rain
I walked up to a brakeman to pass some idle talk
He said if you've got money son I'll see that you don't walk
I didn't have a nickel not a penny could I show
Get off get off you railroad bum and he slammed the boxcar door
[ instrumental ]
Well they let me off in Texas the state a lotta folks love
The wide open spaces all around me the moon and stars up above
But no one seemed to want me Lord or to lend me a helping hand
I'm on my way from Frisco hey going back to Dixie Land
Yes my pocketbook is empty my heart is filled with pain
I'm a thousand miles away from home waiting for a train
[ instrumental ]
Well they let me off in Texas a state I dearly love
The wide open spaces all around me the moon and stars up above
But no one seemed to want me Lord or to lend me a helping hand
I'm a thousand miles away from home waiting for a train
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© WB Music, ASCAP
The morning sun is high up there in the sky
Long before it touches my ole half worn out hide
I must have been an owl in former life
I wile away the days oh but when it's night I fly
And I was born to the night
Like the stars that fill the sky
A child of the dark searchin' for the light
I was born to the night
Ain't sayin' that it's right stayin' up all night
But there's no way to change without travelin' back in time
I'm settled in my ways like an ole firefly
By day I tend to fade aw but in the night I shine
And I was born to the night...
Ain't nothin' I can do to keep from losin' you
I could change a line or two aw but that won't change the tune
I was born to the night...
I was born to the night
**********
© Combine Music, BMI
Well my throat's gettin' dry the sun's in my eyes
The sand's blowin' in my face
And I need a little drank a cool cool drank
Need to find a shady place
And although you'd oblige I'd rather keep my pride
Than come a crawlin' one more time
You got another think comin' if you think I'm comin' back
To take another drink of your wine
Well I drunk it before and by now I oughta know
How it messes up my head
Lifts me up gets me high makes the room spin by
Layin' in your crazy bed
Your wine's good goin' down but later on I found
The consequences ain't so fine
You got another think comin' if you think I'm comin' back
To take another drink of your wine
You've got another think comin'
If you think I'm gonna drink your wine wine wine
You got another think comin'
If you think I'll do it one more time time time
Oh it's cool and it's sweet but it's too strong for me
I gotta tell you one more time
You got another think comin' if you think I'm comin' back
To take another drink of your wine
[ instrumental ]
You got another think comin'...
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