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Peace Maker
04:57
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You could fill a graveyard with the lives of men
Who drew their pistols and thought they could win
But they came up just a little too slow
And now they’re all six feet below
I wear a tin star and I uphold the law
With a trigger finger and a lightning fast draw
I keep a six shooter by my side
White horse is saddled and ready to ride
c.
Most folks call me a peacemaker
But there aint no peace for a life taker
And the last thing they see before they hit the ground
Is the smoke from my barrel rolling down down down
Rolling down down down
You won’t get no mercy you wont get no pity
The law is the law here in Dodge City
Put em in a pink box and bury their shame
Gravedigger knows them all by name
c.
b.
If there was peace across the land
Would I still need this pistol in my hand
Without the devil how lost I would be
Even good guys need an enemy
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2. |
End of the Line
03:43
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Windshield wiper working overtime
Rain drops falling from a dull gray sky
Lonesome highway and 18 wheels
Interstate cowboy riding them hills
Asphalt lines below my feet
Cutting through fields of waving wheat
A million miles behind me and a million to go
Up from Tucson down to Tupelo
(C)
it's been a long time since anywhere was home
My kingdom a castle built of diesel and chrome
California Kansas Missouri and Maine
The world passing me by in the outside lane
Getting older by the day but it will be long time
Till this big rig hits the end of the line
The radio drones, the highway casts a spell
Hauling that load across the dusty trail
I jackknifed in Denver it didn't slow me down
Now I'm breezing through the heart of your one horse town
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3. |
Slim Says
03:17
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Every time I write a song the critics tear it apart
Blood thirsty wolves who ain't got no heart
Tired and dated 1973
A poor man’s poor man’s Waylon or Willie
Worn out prose and tired clichés
Nobody listening to waltzes these days
Singing the songs of a wayfaring sailor
Who sailed a ship of heartache across a sea of failure
(C)
Slim says radio’s dead
You better pull the Hearse around
Ain't no soul in your rock and roll
Or that Nashville sound
We’re just playing bars, we ain't stars, royalty or kings
We got nothing to lose so we'll sing them blues and bend them guitar strings
If you got something to crow about go ahead and crow
If there's a song in your heart let the trumpet blow
Put the pen to paper and write the words you got to say
Pick up that guitar and learn how to play
(C)
(B)
I guess my old skin should have been a little thicker
To hold up to the briars, thorns and stickers
A monkey on my back with his claws in deep
Crippling self-doubt that won't let me sleep
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4. |
Tough
02:51
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When I was a boy my papa told me
Life is full of misery
You gotta be tough if your gonna be a man
He looked me in the eye said I hope you understand
He said tell the truth don’t never lie
And never look danger in the eye
Walk away from trouble when you can
You don’t always have to fight to be a man
c.
You can turn the other cheek and try leaving
But if you get knocked down well come up swinging
With nothing to lose like your backs against the wall
Keep the good Lord by your side
Never give the devil a ride
At the end of the day you can hold your head up tall
Well it turns out papa was right
Been going up hill all my life
And this world is always trying to knock me down
And trouble seems to always come back around
Sometimes you can’t avoid a fight
So I said my prayers every night
Lord please forgive me if you can
You know it ain’t always easy being a man
c.
b.
Ain’t if funny how time passes on
Been three years now since papa’s been gone
And I can still hear him like it was yesterday
Saying this rode’s gonna be rough
A man’s gotta be tough
But don’t ever let your pride get in the way
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5. |
A Different Drum
02:39
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Illinois river Indian giver
fire water hurts my liver
Fields of grass smoke and pass
Gotta make the good times last
Red dirt band t-shirt
This hang overs gonna hurt
Bad tattoos too much booze
Ice coolers old canoes
Turnpike sing a long
Know the words to every song
Camp site all night
Dancing in the fire light
(B)
Pow wow holy cow
Casinos on the tribal ground
Outlaw son liquor run
The beat of a different drum
AM receiver basket weaver
I'm a day dream believer
Arrowhead fry bread
Living on the water shed
Scissor tail square hay bail
I ain’t gonna kiss and tell
Broken arrow broken bow
Passing fields of buffalo
Shit kicker berry picker
Wine is quick whiskey's quicker
Native okie karaoke
Wild horses smoked bologna
(C)
Stillwater devil's daughter
Like hell but only hotter
Cattle gate fishing bait
Living in the sooner state
Tornado alley mustang sally
Dustbowl headed off to cali
Tulsa time trot line
Brother can you spare a dime
Land run jump the gun
Woodie is a favorite son
Oil boom dried up too soon
Party's over push a broom
(C)
O-k-L-a
H-O-M-A
Bible thumpers red nosed drunkards
Horses thieves and chicken pluckers
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In Your Eyes
04:17
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I've seen the mist rising from the canyon
I've seen it wash the sleep from the mountain's eyes
I've seen the sunrise bursting like a fountain
And I've seen it chase the shadows from the morning sky
I've seen my soul in a crystal clear river
And I laid my burdens on its rocky floor
All my life you know I've been searching
From the belly of the ocean down to God's celestial shore
(c)
And I don't know if I'll ever find Jesus
I don't know if I'll ever see the light
But I know the land of Canaan’s between us
And I swear I see heaven somewhere in your eyes
I've seen the rain fall in the driest desert
And I've seen the coldest winter warmed by spring
I've seen the tempest raging on the ocean
Three times now or so I heard the rooster sing
Seen shooting stars and four leaf clovers
I closed my eyes each time and made a wish
I seen a good man betrayed for silver
He came in the name of love and he was betrayed with a kiss
(C)
(B)
In your eyes I see redemption I do not deserve
I'll fall asleep and stay there awhile
In your arms I find safety from this old world
And I find comfort in the shadow
The shadow of your smile
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7. |
Mean Marie
03:44
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Marie's got a mouth make a sailor blush
A mean right hook like a grey hound bus
She'll spit and scratch and claw and cuss
Tougher then every damn one of us
If looks could kill she'd drop you dead
Smoke out her ears, eyes fiery red
Skull and crossbones over her head
Heart is hard and cold as lead
(C)
And when I says she's mean
Let me tell you what I mean
Keep me away from mean Marie
She scares the daylight out of me
Even the devil knows to leave her be
Ewwey she's mean Marie
Some say she's a witch or a voodoo queen
A monster from the silver screen
Veins are filled with kerosene
She'll tear you up like a wolverine
A prison tattoo on her thigh
She'll cut you in the blink of an eye
Snatch a baby bald and make it cry
Chews tobacco just like a guy
(C)
She got a pet crocodile
With a crooked toothless smile
Sitting on an old bone pile
New ones added once and awhile
She will curse you so we’re told
Warts up and down her nose
Skin is withered just like a rose
Even missing a couple toes
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8. |
Three Chords
03:19
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My mother always thought there might be a danger
Of me growing up to be the red headed stranger
Listening to his music from dusk until dawn
She was a good hearted women and she wasn't half wrong
Picking tunes on a sears and roebuck silver-tone
The nightlife was too much for me to leave alone
Down in old honky-tonks and beer halls
Drinking yesterday's wine and playing hello walls
(C)
I've got three chords and I've got the truth
and blue eyes still cry in the rain
I've never seen heaven but I've been to abbot Texas
and I bet they look the same
Can't see nothing but blue skies
and when nothingness fades away
You can hear seven Spanish angels sing
on an uncloudy day
Been to Lukenbach back against the wall
Picking guitars just me and Paul
Bloody Mary mornings I've had a few
And I've been rolled in a joint or two
Poncho and Lefty were friends of mine
And Whiskey River is always on my mind
A family bible is there on the table
I'll be on the road again soon as I'm able
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Molly Fields Cemetery
04:21
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You think I’m up here singing for my supper
A couple loose bills and a pocket full of change
Pouring out my heart on this old pine flood
Behind the mic up here on the stage
I’m searching for serenity
Every time I close my eyes and sing
For a moment I don’t feel nothing
But when the lights go out there’s that sting
c.
I try to put all my heartache to song
So it don’t cut me and cause me to bleed
I push all the pain right out of my chest
When the lights go out I can’t breath
And the silence is cold as mid-February
On the frozen ground of molly fields cemetery
If you want to feel every scar and bruise
And curse that woman she put on me
Go find a girl from Louisiana
Scorn that woman and then you’ll see
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Beulah Land
03:41
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I’m on my way to Beulah land
Streets of gold, mansions grand
When they lay me down, I’m gonna stand
Gonna stand at the gates of Beulah land
Take saint peter by the hand
Waltz right in with a marching band
Them pearly gates of Beulah land
I was born in sin and strife
Bound to wander all my life
Searching for my Galilee
A place to set my trouble free
Toil and tears all my days
I found a lamp to light my ways
A solid rock on which to stand
A rode that lead to Beulah land
c.
Met a beggar on the road
Had a high and heavy load
I was blind but now I see
The load he carried just for me
When at last I reach the grave
There’ll be one less soul to save
All my fear will fade away
I’m bound for glory on that fine day
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Home on the Hill
04:06
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She said I'm tired of traveling but we had a thousand miles to go
The moonlit road before us gave an effervescent glow
Out of work and out of money and running low on luck
Headed back to Indiana in loaded down old truck
My brother said he could get me on down at the mill
I swore I'd never go back but my broken pride I guess I will
I watched her fall asleep through my weary eyes
And let me mind wonder across them open Kansas skies
(C)
You give all that you got till there's nothing left to give
Barely getting by ain't no easy way to live
But I got you darling you’re the hand that fits my glove
Poor as a couple church mice but ain't we rich in love
Your daddy warned you not to marry this old fool
He said I couldn’t care for you in a world so mean and cruel
I'd give anything to have a roof to put over your head
For better or for worse you meant those words you said
(B)
A house is just a place built by hammer and rusty nails
A home is where your heart is with dreams too big to fail
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DocFell & co. Tahlequah, Oklahoma
.Dust Bowl Americana storytellers Doc Fell & Co. third studio album, ‘Heaven, Hell or Oklahoma’. Steeped in elements of traditional country, gospel funk and folk-rock, this release is a turning point in the band’s catalog - a master class in songwriting that confronts death and the afterlife bookended with rawhide-tough guitar licks, the lush ambience of pedal steel and John Fell’s gritty vocals. ... more
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