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(# 1 top country album)

Roy Nichols - guitar/harmonica
James Burton, Dave Kirby, Ronnie Reno - guitar
Norman Hamlett - steel/dobro
Chuck Berghofer, Johnny Meeks - bass
Ronald Tutt, Biff Adam - drums
Tiny Moore - el.mandolin
Johnny Gimble - fiddle
Hargus Pig Robbins, Mark Yeary, Glen Hardin - piano
Bill Puett - sax/horns
Recorded:
1974, Columbia Studio, Nashville
(# 1 country hit)
© Shade Tree Music, BMI
The old man from the mountain's coming home home home
Thought I'd better warn you so I called you on the phone
Get rid of Joe the grinder you better be there alone
Cause the old man from the mountain's coming home
I've been workin' in the sawmill I'm all uptight and tense
I got wind that someone's been diggin' under my back fence
Thought I'd better call you let you know today
That the old man from the mountain's on his way yeah
The old man from the mountain's coming home home home...
Wind it up now
[ instrumental ]
Been working my dang fool head off all for a dollar bill
And I need a bunch of good loving so I'm comin' down the hill
Don't want no friendly Henry's warming up my bed
And the old man from the mountain means what he said
The old man from the mountain's coming home home home...
One more time
The old man from the mountain's coming home home home...
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(# 1 country hit)
© Shade Tree Music, BMI
We used to laugh a lot
We never cried
But things are all different now
Since your sweet love has died
Seems we've lost a way to find
All the good times we've found before
Yeah we used to laugh a lot
Things aren't funny anymore
If I knew how to change your mind
Maybe things could be right again
If I could turn back one page of time
Before love came to an end
I'd know just where to turn
To turn it on once more
Maybe we laughed too soon
Things aren't funny anymore
[ instrumental ]
I'd know just where to turn...
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© Blue Book Music, BMI
The old man paid no mind to color
Cause he knew that I'd been down and out
Old Joe said that I was a soul brother
The things I'd been singin' about
He liked how I played my old guitar
And he sit down beside me to sing
Together we hummed out an old timey blues
Hmm hmm hmm hmm
On the same side of the railroad track
Where people have nothing to lose
I'm the son of a gambler who's luck never came
And a white man singin' the blues
We both done a heap of hard livin'
And hard to describe in a song
But the blues was one thing we both understood
And the old man hummed right along
On the same side of the railroad track...
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© Tree Pub, BMI
I know we know I won't be here for long
A travelin' man will do what he can
Till he hears that travelin' song
Born in a little town I left home
Around bout the age of nine
Been everywhere a time or two doin' what I wanna do
Leavin' little girls behind
I know we know I won't be here for long...
[ instrumental ]
If you see me twice take my advice
And don't play me no tune
When I hear my song it won't be long
I'll be leavin' soon
I know we know I won't be here for long...
As I travel along I sing my songs
I'm happy as can be
I'm free as a bird you can take my word
Travelin's a life for me
I know we know I won't be here for long...
I know we know I won't be here for long...
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© Shade Tree Music, BMI
The girl who made me laugh made me cry today
After all the good times we had she just walked away
But the sweet mem'ries I have will live till I die
Of the girl who made me laugh and made me cry
All the good times we had you left behind
And what few bad times we had never cross my mind
But the sweet mem'ries I have will live till I die
Of the girl who made me laugh and made me cry
[ instrumental ]
All the good times we had you left behind...
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© Shade Tree Music, BMI
I'm a honky tonk night time man
I can't stand no light
I get my rest in the daytime
I make my running round at night
I had the blues this morning
I had the blues all day today
I had the blues this morning
I had the blues all day today
But when the sun goes down
I'm gonna tuck my blues away away
[ instrumental ]
Lord my heart starts beatin'
When the sun starts sinking low
Lord my heart starts beatin'
When the sun starts sinking low
When the shadows fall
I know it's time to go
[ instrumental ]
I'm a honky tonk night time man...
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© Shade Tree Music, BMI
Holding things together ain't no easy thing to do
When it comes to raising children it's a job meant for two
Alice please believe me I can't go on and on
Holding things together with you gone
Today was Angie's birthday I guess it slipped your mind
I tried twice to call you but no answer either time
But the postman brought a present I mailed some days ago
I just signed it love from mama so Angie wouldn't know
Holding things together ain't no easy thing to do...
[ instrumental ]
Alice please believe me I can't go on and on
Holding things together with you gone
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© Shade Tree Music, BMI
I left out of Tucson with no destination in mind
I was running from trouble and the jail term the judge had in mind
And the border meant freedom a new life and romance
And that's why I thought I should go
And start my life over on the seashores of Old Mexico
My first night in Juarez I lost all the money I had
One bad senorita made use of one innocent lad
But I must keep on runnin' it's too late to turn back
I'm wanted in Tucson I know
Yeah and things will blow over on the seashores of Old Mexico
Two Mexican farmers enroute to a town I can't say
Let me ride on the back of a flatbed half loaded with hay
Down through Durango Colima Almera then into Manzanillo
Where I slept in the sunshine on the seashores of Old Mexico
After one long siesta I came wide awake in the night
I was startled by someone who shadowed the pale moonlight
My new-found companion one young senorita who offered a broken hello
To the gringo she found on the seashores of Old Mexico
She spoke of Sonora and swore that she'd never return
For her Mexican husband she really had no great concern
But she loved the gringo my red hair and lingo
That's all that I needed to know
Yeah I found what I needed on the seashores of Old Mexico
Yeah she loved the gringo my red hair and lingo
That's all that I needed to know
Yeah I found what I needed on the seashores of Old Mexico
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© Blue Book Music, BMI
Lord don't give up on me I'll do right someday
Lord don't tune me out don't turn away
I'm just a wandering pilgrim all alone
And Lord I'm only halfway home
Wait just a little longer I need some time
Make me just a little stronger so I can climb
It's a long way up from the very bottom the heaven's dome
And Lord I'm only halfway home
Lord don't give up on me I'll do right someday...
And Lord I'm only halfway home
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© Hill And Range Songs, BMI
Riches do not come in silver and in gold
It comes in the happiness you find
I place my gold and silver before my precious queen
But now there's only mem'ries left behind
If you've ever lost a loved one
Then you'll know just what I mean
For what good are treasures and the kingdom
If you're a king without a queen
Now that she has gone and found another love
My castle is empty and so cold
For her leaving brought me heartaches that I have never known
And there's sadness in the treasures I now hold
If you've ever lost a loved one...
If you're a king without a queen
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© Shade Tree Music, BMI
If I see some little angel fallin' down
And it suits the time to maybe stick around
I don't care what her name is I got no place to go
Why should it matter why should I care
If she says that she is free the rest the night
And she's in the mood for dancin' and some moonlight
I don't care what her name is I might ask just the same
It doesn't matter least not to me
It seemed to me these kind of people
They got to find something to do with their nights
Everyone's entitled to a good time
Now and then why not oblige them
If she says she's goin' home would I like to come
For a drink or two and maybe then some
I don't care what her name is I might ask just the same
It doesn't matter no not to me
Yes yes
[ instrumental ]
It seemed to me these kind of people...
If she says she's goin' home would I like to come...
It doesn't matter it don't bother me
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