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Greg Harris - guitar
Pete Kleinow - steel
Skip Battin -bass
Jim Goodall - drums
We've all got wheels to take ourselves away
We've got the telephones to say what we can't say
We've all got higher and higher every day
Come on wheels take this boy away
We're not afraid to ride
We're not afraid to die
So come on wheels take me home today
Come on wheels take this boy away
And when I feel my time is almost up
And destiny is in my right hand
I'll turn to him who made my faith so strong
Come on wheels make this boy a man
We're not afraid to ride
We're not afraid to die
Come on wheels take me home today
Come on wheels take this boy away
Come on wheels take this boy away
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Yes you loved me and you sold my clothes
I love you but that's the way that it goes
So it goes yes you know how I feel
So it goes it just couldn't be real
And we know it's wrong
And I don't think it's gonna go on
When I come home carrying my shoes
I've been waiting to tell you some news
And you want me home all night
And you don't want another fight
But you better love find some love
You better love me Jesus Christ
Yes you loved me and you sold all my clothes
I love you baby but that's the way that it goes
So it goes I guess you know how I feel
So it goes yes it couldn't be real
And you want me home all night
You just don't want another fight
But you better love find some love
Love me baby Jesus Christ
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© Hill And Range Songs, BMI
Late in the evening at about sundown
High on the hill up above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle Lordy how it would ring
You could hear it talk you could hear it sing
Oh the people come from far away
Dance all night til the break of day
When the caller hollered the do-si-do
You knew Uncle Pen was ready to go
Late in the evening at about sundown
High on the hill up above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle Lordy how it would ring
You could hear it talk and you could hear it sing
He played a tune they called the Soldier's Joy
And the one that they called the Boston Boy
The greatest of all was the Jenny Lynn
To me that's where good fiddlin' begins
Late in the evening at about sundown
High on the hill up above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle Lordy how it would ring
You could hear it talk and you could hear it sing
I'll never forget that mournful day
When old Uncle Pen was called away
He hung up his fiddle and he hung up his bow
He knew it was time for him to go
Late in the evening at about sundown
High on the hill up above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle Lordy how it would ring
You could hear it talk and you could hear it sing
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© Acuff-Rose Music, BMI
First Momma Poppa call a little boy Ned
Raise him on the banks of the riverbed
In a houseboat tied to a big tall tree
Home for my Momma and my Poppa and me
Half-past three Poppa jumps to his feet
Already Momma cooking Poppa somethin' to eat
Half-past five Poppa's ready to go
Jumps in his hero headed down the bayou
Got fishin' lines running cross the Louisiana river
Gonna catch a big fish for us to eat
Settin' traps in the swamp catchin' everything they can
Gonna make a livin' he's a Louisiana man
Gonna make a livin' he's a Louisiana man
Muskrat hides hangin' by the dozen
Even got a little baby muskrat cousin
Got 'em out dryin' in the hot hot sun
Tomorrow Poppa's gonna turn 'em into money
I can hardly wait until the mornin' comes around
That's the day my Poppa taked the furs to town
Last time he told me that I could go
Maybe even catch a cowboy show
Saw cowboys and Indians for the first time then
Told my Poppa got to come back again
Poppa said son we got lines to run
We'll come back again there's work to be done
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© Criterion Music, ASCAP
Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh rolling down the Eastern seaboard
I got my diesel wound up and she's a running like never before
There's a speed zone ahead alright but I don't see a cop in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
I got ten forward gears and a George Overdrive
I'm takin' little white pills and my eyes are opened wide
I just passed a Jimmy and White I been passing everything in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
Well it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye
I could have a lotta women but I'm not like some other guys
I could find me one to hold me tight but I could never make believe it's alright
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
The FBI is checkin' on down the line
Well I'm a little overweight but my log books way behind
But nothing bothers me tonight I'm gonna dodge all the scales alright
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
My rigs a little old but that don't mean she's slow
There's a good flame blowing from her smoke stack black as coal
Well my home town's coming in sight and if you think I'm happy you're right
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight
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© Resaca Music, BMI
Woke up this mornin' with light in my eyes
And then realized it was still dark outside
It was a light comin' down from the sky
I don't know who or why
Must be those strangers that come every night
Whose saucers shaped light put people up tight
Leave blue green footprints that glow in the dark
I hope they get home all right
Hey Mr Spaceman
Won't you please take me along and I won't do anything wrong
Hey Mr Spaceman
Won't you please take me along for a ride
Woke up this mornin' I was feelin' quite weird
Had flies in my beer my tooth paste was smeared
I opened my window they'd written my name
Said so long we'll see you again
Hey Mr Spaceman
Won't you please take me along and I won't do anything wrong
Hey Mr Spaceman
Won't you please take me along for a ride
Hey Mr Spaceman
Won't you please take me along and I won't do anything wrong
Hey Mr Spaceman
Won't you please take me along for a ride
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Back when Cattle Creek used to sing
Its waters were sweet and its banks were green
And sunny days went on forever
Me and ol' Bugler we went wild
Blue tick hound and redneck child
We thought we were birds of a feather
Ah the fish would bite my how they'd fight
We'd catch them possums in the pale moonlight
For Ma just to please her
Bugler's voice like Gabriel's horn
Up in the cypress and down through the corn
Golden sounds yes to treasure
Bugler Bugler bless your hide
Jesus gonna take you for a chariot ride
Say goodbye say goodbye
One day Ma she brought the news
She said I hear young Bugler's done paid his dues
He's been hit down yes on that highway
Dry your eyes and stand up straight
Bugler's got a place at the pearly gates
Say goodbye sugar oh say goodbye
Bugler Bugler bless your hide
Jesus gonna take you for a chariot ride
Say goodbye say goodbye
Bugler Bugler bless your hide
Jesus gonna take you for a chariot ride
Say goodbye oh say goodbye
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