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Atlanta
03:25
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Well I was cuttin’ the rug and suckin’ the suds
In a little old Georgia town
There was a honky-tonk band with a honky-tonk hand
They was layin’ the honky-tonk down
It was Pabst Blue Ribbon and old J.D.
And a woman for you and a woman for me
How could I know it would end up in misery
‘Cuz I was fresh off the road after haulin’ a load
That was long and wide and slow
And I was jumpin’ up and down and thumpin’ all around
and pumpin’ up to explode
Well the room was spinnin’ and the people was grinnin’
Getting on down to some serious sinnin’
Blowing that Saturday night to hell and gone
Well that’s when she came rollin’ in
Just as fine as fine could be
And my eyes bugged out and I began to shout
Man there goes the lady for me
And the people said whoa, but I said hey
I’m ready to go don’t you get in my way
And that’s when Atlanta stole my heart away
CHORUS: I said Atlanta, c’mon now let me be
I said Atlanta, c’mon now set me free
I said Atlan’ understand, I got lots to do, I’m a busy man
And Atlanta, you do not figure in my plans
Well spinning around and busting down
And shaking across the floor
And every time I swore I wore her out
She comes thunderin’ back for more
Oh man I was ready to whip out the ring
And get down and give her everything
if she’d only swear that she’d be mine all mine
Well that’s when she says, excuse me
I gotta go powder my nose
And the next thing I know I’m standin’ there sniffin’
The scent of a long-gone Georgia rose
I hupped me down, said where’d she go
And the people said hell man, we don’t know
She’s only done this a thousand times before
CHORUS
So I cursed my luck and jumped in my truck
And I left that place behind
I looked high and low and swore I’d go
Straight outta my cotton pickin’ Yankee mind
I asked every woman and every man
In every pub in Dixieland
And it left me standin’ right where it all began
And that was fifteen years ago
And I ain’t stopped lookin’ yet
And when I ask anybody if they seen my baby
Well they always say you bet
She was here just a minute or an hour before
But where she’s gone to we ain’t sure
and don’t you come ‘round here
Buggin’ us about her no more
CHORUS
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2. |
On Top of the World
02:55
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Had a dream I was walking down the street
Didn’t know which way to move my feet
Thought back on who I used to be
Didn’t help me a bit.
And I say hey now, what you gonna say now
Flower’s off the bloom, won’t you sing another tune
About the way now, that we’re gonna stay
On top of the world tonight
Here comes another night, here comes another bar
Here comes more drunken words and out of tune guitars
Here comes more laughter down the city streets
Feels pretty good to me
And I say hey now, what you gonna say now
Flower’s off the bloom, won’t you sing another tune
About the way now, that we’re gonna stay
On top of the world tonight
Well there’s the moon, it’s a-hanging in the sky
just sit back and let my kid wonder why
I may be old in just a couple of days
But I ain’t giving it all away
And I say hey now, what you gonna say now
Flower’s off the bloom, won’t you sing another tune
About the way now, that we’re gonna stay
On top of the world tonight
On top of the world tonight
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3. |
Country Bumpkin
03:57
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This is the story about a poor country boy
Working in a factory upstate in Illinois
Skyscrapers, cars and telephones
So many people, he felt so alone
Kinfolks said, come on back to these hills
There’s fresh air, clean water, and liquor from a still
Packed up his pack and headed back to Tennessee
Back to his home and his family
He’s a country bumpkin, that special something
A square dancer, a moonlight romancer
A country bumpkin, drive a tractor all day
You could come back here in a hundred years
He’s here to stay
Some folks go to church, but he prefers the pubs
Where he met the preacher’s daughter
And they fell in love
She got pregnant, six months later they were wed
It was such a beautiful occasion
Down by the river bed
He’s a country bumpkin, that special something
A square dancer, a moonlight romancer
A country bumpkin, drive a tractor all day
You could come back here in a hundred years
He’s here to stay
Up in the hills he built a house with Tammy Sue
Waking with the sunrise and a cock-a-doodle-doo
Tammy’s in the kitchen while Billy’s in the barn
And everybody’s happy, down on the farm
He’s a country bumpkin, that special something
A square dancer, a moonlight romancer
A country bumpkin, drive a tractor all day
You could come back here in a hundred years
He’s here to stay
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4. |
Coo Coo
05:03
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Well the coo coo, is a pretty bird
and she warbles when she flies
she never hollers out coo coo
till the fourth day of July
I’ve played cards in England
I’ve played cards in Spain
I’ll bet you ten dollars
I’ll beat you next game
I’ll build a log cabin
on a mountain far up high
I’ll say hello now Will
to old William when he walks by
Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds
I’ll see you when I’m in old
I feel you in my pockets
for my silver and my gold
Well the coo coo, is a pretty bird
and she warbles when she flies
she never hollers out coo coo
till the fourth day of July
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5. |
Last Chance
03:03
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I’m singing this song ‘cuz it’s time to go home
And the end of the night has come
Bar’s closing up and you’ve drank your last cup
But one last shot wouldn’t do you no harm
Well the waitress is counting her tips
You’re looking at her rosy red lips
you wished you’d asked her for a dance
But you know you’ve missed your last chance
Strike a match for the morning
Light a smoke for the dawn
And you know you should really go home
Band’s packing up
And they’ve played their last song
Now you’re sitting there all alone
While the waitress is mopping the floor
Your weary eyes stray to the door
All you’re hoping for is a smile or a glance
But you know you’ve blown your last chance
Well I’m singing this song ‘cuz it’s time to go home
And the end of the night has come
Bar’s closing up and you’ve drank your last cup
One more wouldn’t do you no harm
As the waitress looks better
Man, you’re looking worse
Gotta get a cab home, might as well be a hearse
You stagger as you stand up in an alcoholic trance
And you know you never really had a chance
Yeah you know you never really had a chance
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6. |
Salt Creek
02:22
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The Angel and the Devil
03:00
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I got a devil on my left shoulder
And an angel on my right
And I’m thinking and I’m wondering
which one I’ll be with tonight
You know it’s never easy
To decide which way to go
Though the devil almost always wins
And that just goes to show
The choice is there for taking
and it’s never easy too
the angel’s crying for my soul
and the devil sings the blues
Well I tried to be a good boy
But it didn’t work out right
It’s hard to be a good boy
When you’re getting drunk all night
A smile from a sweet girl
Mixed with whiskey or with gin
Is sure to lead you down
That rocky road that leads to sin
The choice is there for taking
you can choose between wrong and right
The angel gets the mornings
but the devil wins the night
Now I got good intentions
I don’t mean to do no harm
But the devil’s whispering in my ear
And he’s smiling with such charm
I’m looking at the bottle
Wondering which way I should go
But I guess I’m just a weak man
And I guess I can’t say no
The choice is there for taking
And it’s never easy too
The angel’s crying for my soul
and the devil sings the blues
The choice is there for taking
you can choose between wrong and right
The angel gets the mornings
but the devil wins the night
yeah - the angel gets the mornings
but the devil wins the night
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8. |
Catfish
02:46
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Well Catfish, catfish, what you doing down there?
oh catfish, catfish, come on up for a little air
I thought I had you once, I thought I had you twice
why you gave me the slip, now that ain’t nice
catfish, catfish, what you doing down there?
Well catfish, catfish biting on my line
oh catfish, catfish, wasting my precious time
I thought I had you once, I thought I had you twice
why you gave me the slip, now that ain’t nice
catfish, catfish biting on my line
Catfish, catfish, I’m on my home
yeah catfish, catfish, I’m gonna leave you alone
well I’ll get back home take off these smelly old shoes
I’ll sit around, play my guitar and sing these catfish blues
catfish, catfish, I’m on my way home
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9. |
She's Making Angels
04:46
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Too many contusions, from falling down
the black and the blue, taste of the ground
your good intentions run deep in your veins
but somehow it’s just not enough
to make it all OK
and all the illusions, things you want to believe
will just make you cry a little bit harder, can’t you see
She’s making angels, red green and gold
at the kitchen table, just four years old
During the weekdays, I dread coming home
to find you there, shedding a tear with the TV all alone
is this the bargain that we entered in
all that’s left of trying to be your friend
your long sought love is waiting
just around the bend
it whispered to me in our driveway
on the midnight wind
She’s making angels, red green and gold
at the kitchen table now, only four years old
So you’re lying there sleeping
other side of the wall
I must admit I feel so relieved to take my rest from it all
it’s not the words that you say, it’s the look in your eye
if it was anyone else, it’d surely be alright
And there’s always an angel
at the back of my mind
could it be to good to be true
for I’ve been so unkind
She’s making angels, red green and gold
at the kitchen table now, only four years old
at the kitchen table Lord, only four years old.
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10. |
Bottom of the Sea
03:45
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Well did I tell you about the time when I was really down
Down around the waterfront hanging around
Looking for a ticket on the last boat ride
When I hear a voice whispering by my side
There’s an old buddy-buddy from way back when
Standing on the pier, kinda glistening
He goes drop that rock, put down that frown
Didn’t anybody tell you there’s a party going down?
We’ll go... and we can set your spirit free
Bring along some wine, and have a big old time
And I’ll meet you at the bottom of the sea
Well I didn’t know what to think about what he had to say
I said how you gonna get me down that watery way
With my fins all skinned and my gills all gummed
And I don’t even know what planet I’m from
He goes man, don’t you worry ‘bout it, here and gone
Here’s a fine pair of flippers, son, strap ‘em right on
then bend down low, like a silvery trout
And let the party hearty people show you
what it’s all about
And we’ll go.... I won’t mind you and you won’t mind me
We’ll bring along some friends, the party never ends
And I’ll meet you at the bottom of the sea
Well the next thing I know I’m headed down, down, down
Finning and a-grinning and a-flashing around
Down into the darkness, ‘till it lit up like the night
And oh man, you never seen such a fabulous sight
There’s all the fishes and the dishes
Swimming ‘round and ‘round
Everybody grooving and a-funking on down
Baitfish looking sweet, and the eelfish looking smooth
And the bluefish laying down a funky groove
And we’ll go... man you won’t be seeing much of me
Unless you come on down, and I’ll buy you a round
And I’ll meet you at the bottom of the sea
meet you at the bottom of the sea...
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11. |
Natural Born Loser
03:48
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Only fools play games they don’t mean to win
And only suckers go out there and lose again
Guess I’m a fool and a sucker too
A natural born loser
But I’ve played this game so many times
I’ve seen all the scenes, and I’ve said all the lines
Where’s that left me but alone and blue
On a cheap stool in a cheap boozer
But when I fall in love again
It won’t be with a woman, It’ll be with a friend
And she’ll stick by me when I make my final stand
Even if the stars fall down on me
And when I fall in love again
It won’t be the beginning it’ll be the end
Of the longest, loveless time I’ve ever known
Since I was born
Well I ain’t been ‘round so many years
But I guess I’ve cried my share of tears
And I’ve had those nasty midnight fears
And I guess that’s just natural, isn’t it
But as long as my time here ain’t done
Guess there’s still one race left to run
And I won’t rest until that race is won
And man, I’m gonna win it
And when I fall in love again
It won’t be with a woman, It’ll be with a friend
she’ll stick by me when I make my final stand
Even if the stars fall down on me
And when I fall in love again
It won’t be the beginning it’ll be the end
Of the longest, loveless time I’ve ever known
Since I was born
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12. |
An Accordion Song
03:07
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I get stoned in the autumn and drunk in the spring
Hibernate in winter, I don’t do a thing
And when it comes summer I’m nowhere to be found
Buskin’ up the money to make the next town
So if I hurt your ear
You’ll get no apology here
Come on in this place, drop some money in the case
Or I’ll just play the accordion
I don’t play for money, I play it for fun
If you throw me some coins it won’t hurt anyone
Someone will cry when you cut up an onion
But the whole world screams
When you play the accordion
So if I hurt your ear
You’ll get no apology here
Come on in this place, drop some money in the case
Or I’ll just play the accordion
I know I sound like a broken merry-go-round
Like an old hobby horse, squeakin’ up, squeakin’ down
It seems that I’m stuck in three quarter time
But all I can do is to keep on trying
So if I hurt your ear
You’ll get no apology here
Come on in this place, drop some money in the case
Or I’ll just play the accordion
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Band of Jakeys Prague, Czechia
The Band of Jakeys is a fellowship of like-minded musicians, songwriters and friends. Their story started on the Charles Bridge in the magical city of Prague in the early 1990's. Over the years members have come and gone. Some have left only to return. The current Jakeys line-up is Tony Rose (Scotland), Jimmie Bozeman (LA, USA) and Dalton Stansbury (NC, USA) ... more
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