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(# 4 top country album)
(# 123 top pop album)

Billy Sanford, Dave Kirby, Freddy Powers - guitar
Bobby Thompson - dobro/banjo
Weldon Myrick - steel
Henry Strzelecki - bass
Larrie Londin - drums
Hargus Pig Robbins, Bobby Wood, Bobby Emmons - piano/keyboards
Jimmy Belkin - fiddle
Terry McMillan - harmonica
Don Markham - horns
Leona Williams - vocals
Recorded:
Mar/1982, Columbia Studio, Nashville
(# 1 country hit)
© Willie Nelson Music, BMI
Miracles appear in the strangest of places
Fancy me finding you here
Last time I saw you was just out of Houston
Let me sit down and buy you a beer
Your presence is welcome with me and my friend here
Cause this is a hangout of mine
We come here quite often to listen to music
And to taste yesterday's wine
Yesterday's wine yesterday's wine
Aging with time like yesterday's wine
Yesterday's wine yesterday's wine
We're aging with time like yesterday's wine
You give the appearance of one widely traveled
Lord I bet you've seen things in your time
Come sit down here with us and tell us your story
If it's true you like yesterday's wine
Yesterday's wine yesterday's wine
We're aging with time like yesterday's wine
Yesterday's wine oh yesterday's wine
We're aging with time like yesterday's wine
We're aging with time like yesterday's wine
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© Shade Tree Music, BMI
When the show is over and everyone is gone
That's when this lonely feeling comes along
Everybody loves me while the show is going on
But I need someone to love me after I sing all my songs
I smile and play the music while they just cheer me on
But this empty feeling keeps on hanging on
Lord I wish I had somebody just to be my only one
I need someone to hold me after I sing all my songs
After I sing my songs after the crowd is gone
I need someone to hold me after I sing all my songs
After I sing my songs after the crowd is gone
I need someone to hold me after I sing all my songs
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© Shade Tree Music, BMI
I never thought I'd ever conquer my weakness
Cause everybody knows that my weakness is you
But the answer came this morning and you should be the first to hear
What a simple little thing I have to do
I think I've found a way to live without you
I think I've found a way I can get by
I think I've found a way I can be happy
(Tell me more)
And all I have to do is die
I know everybody wonders why drinking doesn't kill me
And I myself at times have wondered why
But drinking never gave me any answers that I needed
Or the nerve it took for me oh Lord to say goodbye
I think I've found a way to live without you...
I think I've found a way to live without you
And all I have to do is die
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© Tree Pub, BMI
Several years ago he gave up everything that mattered
And rambled off to Nashville Tennessee
With a pocket full of country songs and his ol' guitar
He thought that's where he was supposed to be
But the family's still here waitin' and his songs are gettin' faded
There's probably not a nickel in his jeans
But if he don't get good enough to sing his way back home
He knows that he can always count on me
Mama is Joe still drivin' them old mules out in Colorado
Lord I always thought a lot of him
You know maybe someday me and this ol' guitar just might happen to get lucky
And I'll get a chance to go back and visit my old friends
Did Sonny get that ranch he always wanted out by Boulder
Lord I used to want to be a cowboy too
But I'm still stuck here in Nashville writin' songs and gettin' older
But mostly I was thinking about you
I wonder where he'd be right now if he was not a dreamer
And if he was just a little more like me
He wouldn't be in Nashville reachin' for the stars
And wishin' things were like they used to be
Mom is Joe still drivin' them old mules in Colorado
I always thought a lot of him
Maybe someday me and this ol' guitar is gonna happen to get lucky
And I'll come back and visit my old friends
Mom did Sonny get that ranch that he always wanted out by Boulder
I used to want to be a cowboy too
But Mom I'm stuck here in Nashville writin' songs and gettin' older
But mostly I've been thinking about you
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© Tree Pub, BMI
We were gathered round the garbage can passin' round the bottle
We were cold and burnin' anything that was dry enough to burn
A shivering man said he had left his family back in Boston
And I knew I'd hear a whole lot more before it came my turn
A bearded man in an army coat said the answer boys is Jesus
And one cold Joe said all I know ain't January hell
One guy said let's have a drink to Flagstaff Arizona
I thought I'd nearly freeze to death before I'd get to tell
About Mobile Bay magnolia blossoms
Cool summer nights warm rolling sea
And all the dreams somewhere I'd lost 'em
Mobile Bay magnolia leaves sweet Rosalee
As daylight broke that morning on the wrong side of Chicago
He was cold and hungry and all the wine was gone
People passed and pointed and said there's another wino
They didn't know that one last time his dreams would take him home
Back to Mobile Bay magnolia blossoms
Cool summer nights warm rolling sea
And all my dreams somewhere I lost them
Mobile Bay magnolia leaves sweet Rosalee
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(# 10 country hit)
© Shade Tree Music, BMI
CC Waterback one tequila sunrise
One's for my achin' head the other's for my bloodshot eyes
Well last night I let it all hang out I guess that's how my head got sore
CC Waterback I can't stand the pain no more
Last night we got invited to a party at the Joneses place
For fun and games and booze and things I guess I musta drank a case
But that lady of mine she drank warm red wine till she couldn't even find the door
She wound up in old Joneses bed and I wound up on the floor
Hag I give ya CC Waterback one tequila sunrise
One's for my achin' head the other's for my bloodshot eyes
Last night we let it all hang out yeah I guess that's how our heads got sore
I said CC Waterback I can't stand the pain no more
And I fed ya CC Waterback one tequila sunrise
One's for my achin' head the other's for my bloodshot eyes
Last night I let it all hang out I guess that's how my head got sore
I said CC Waterback I can't stand the pain no more
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© Tree Pub, BMI
Well he rides into town on the back of a big silver eagle
And strapped to his shoulders are the burdens of staying on top
And the lines in his face tell the story of an uphill flight
You can tell how he feels day by day by the songs that he writes
He's loved by millions somehow he's their prisoner as well
As he rides down the road in his ten wheeled aluminum sail
Now he lives for the day that the eagle will carry him home
Cause the glamour is over nearly all of his seeds have been sown
Let him go silver eagle there must be a better way of life
For this great American poet
Who's singing his songs about the everyday working man's life
One night on the road just south of the Idaho line
We were smoking some contracts and attempting to alter our minds
Then just before daylight Hag pushed back his hat and he said
Are we puttin' too much emphasis on bein' a star
Can't we do a little bit of living instead
Let him go silver eagle there must be a better way of life...
Let him go silver eagle there must be a better way of life...
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© Hook Em Music, ASCAP
I remember a girl from the Salvation Army
Walked into the barroom last night
Well she took out her Bible and sit down beside us
Proceeded to show us the light
Well we must've been drunk when we said we'd stop drinkin'
A double shot over the line
Oh we had to be drunk Lord what was we thinkin'
Well we must have been out of our minds
Well I rolled a smoke as she read us a scripture
St. Peter St. Luke and St. Paul
And I said how come you're talkin' bout walkin' on water
To two drunks who can't even crawl
Well we must've been drunk when we said we'd stop drinkin'...
I was down on my knees the last I remember
She was prayin' me back to the fold
And I might've promised that I'd give up the bottle
But Jack Daniels walked off with my soul
Well we must've been drunk when we said we'd stop drinkin'...
Well we must've been drunk when we said we'd stop drinkin'...
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© Tree Pub, BMI
She's out there somewhere lookin' for me
But she'll never find me I bet
Cause I'm out here somewhere lookin' for her
But I haven't found her yet
I've loved three women been married three times
I've got those women clean out of my mind
She's out there somewhere lookin' for me...
Guess I'm a fool but I'll keep on lookin'
I'm amazed how my heart can forget
I probably won't find her but I'll keep on lookin'
Oh but I haven't found her yet
I've loved three women been married three times
But I've got those women clean out of my mind
She's out there somewhere lookin' for me...
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© Tree Pub, BMI
Waylon and Willie are The Outlaws
And Roger is the King Of The Road
Everyone knows Hank's been in prison
(I didn't know that)
Dolly's got two good reasons as she's well known
(No comment)
They call me no show Jones they call him no show Jones
I'm seldom ever on he's seldom ever on
The stage is singin' my songs my whereabouts are unknown
We call him no show Jones they call me no show Jones
Loretta is the Coal Miner's Daughter
(Mighty pretty Merle)
And Johnny wears black and stands there alone
(Ooh that's lonesome)
Everyone knows that Kenny is The Gambler
(What's Tammy)
Oh Tammy is the first lady of the country song
I'm still no show Jones he's still no show Jones
I'm seldom ever on seldom ever on
The stage is singin' my songs my whereabouts are unknown
We call him no show Jones call me no show Jones
(I'm gonna straighten up one of these days Merle)
(We got ya here right now anyway)
(Do it again George)
Hey they call me no show Jones they call him no show Jones
I'm seldom ever on on what
The stage is singin' my songs my whereabouts are unknown
We call him no show Jones they call me no show Jones
They call him no show where you at George
Somebody George close that door
George is gone somebody check the control room
I'll be damned
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