Music
Saddle Tramp (1976)
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1
Dixie on My Mind
It rained all night in Frisco and my sleeping bag got soaked
I woke up this morning, I was cold and wet and broke
I lit up my last cigarette at the California line
But I got Dixie on my mind
I flagged down a semi going into Denver town
It was snowing in them Rockies and he had to shut her down
And them Colorado Rocky Mountains sure are lookin' fine
But I got Dixie on my mind
Well, I got me a ride through Texas on a flat bed diesel truck
He said, "Where are you going?", I said "It don't matter much"
Just drop me anywhere below that Mason Dixon line
'Cause I got Dixie on my mind
I love that sippin' whiskey, Carolina Mountain Dew
And them Alabama hotcakes and that Georgia burnin' stew
I'm crazy about magnolia trees and honeysuckle vines
And I got Dixie on my mind
Just drop me anywhere below that Mason Dixon line
'Cause I got Dixie on my mind
I got Dixie on my mind -
2
Saddle Tramp
Well you pass around the pipe and you all get high
Never even stop and wonder why
Maybe it's because you wanna die
Maybe it's just the way things have to be
You stay up late and drink too damn much whiskey
You know that sort of thing is kind of risky
Maybe it's just because you like to feel frisky
Maybe it's just because you like to feel free
Saddle Tramp
How many people watch you ridin' by
Like a thunder cloud that floats Across the Arizona sky
And wonder if they're looking At a mighty happy man
Or just a lonely breeze that drifts Across
the endless desert sand
Well it's gettin' kinda cold in Riodoso
Abilene ain't gettin' any closer
One more drink, one more hand of poker
�Cause a fool and his money's Gonna have to part
You're too proud to ever show your sorrow
You don't steal and you won't beg or borrow
You may be here today but you're gone tomorrow
Ain't no strings on your boot heels Or your heart
Saddle Tramp How many people watch you ride away
Wonder why you never promise To come back some day
Maybe thinking you were holding All the pieces in your hand
Or are they slippin' through your fingers like the endless desert sand -
3
Sweet Louisiana
Well, I thought I'd go out to Tulsa
And ride in a rodeo
Red beans and rice sure would be nice
Back where the Mississippi River flows
And it's a long way back to Vicksburg
Mississippi River is muddy and wide
But it don't seem like much
When sweet Louisiana's waitin' on the other side
Well, there's a lot of room up in Canada
Where a man can catch his breath
But the men are bold and the women are cold
And you damn near freeze to death
And it's a long way back to Vicksburg
Mississippi River is muddy and wide
But it don't seem like much
When sweet Louisiana's waitin' on the other side
There's pretty girls in Kansas City
And a man can have a ball
But the women in Ouachita Parish
Drive a young man up the wall
And it's a long way back to Vicksburg
Mississippi River is muddy and wide
But it don't seem like much
When sweet Louisiana's waitin' on the other side
Well, I thought I'd go out to Tulsa
And ride in a rodeo
Red beans and rice sure would be nice
Back where the Mississippi River flows
And it's a long way back to Vicksburg
Mississippi River is muddy and wide
But it don't seem like much
When sweet Louisiana's waitin' on the other side
'Cause it don't seem like much
When sweet Louisiana's waitin' on the other side -
4
Wichita Jail
I woke up on a cement floor this mornin',
My head felt like somebody been walkin' on it,
Don't know how I got here,
Don't remember nothin' at all,
but if I done all the things that they say I did,
well I sure musta had a ball
'Cause in 30 more days
I'm goin' back home,
to see that gal of mine,
but the Wichita Jail
is a long long way
from the Tupelo County line,
I gotta do my time
Well I ain't got a cent of the money I had
I spent it
Shirts tore, my shoes got a big hole in it,
There's a king size knot on the side of my head
and I got one big black eye
But brother if you think I look bad,
you oughtta see that other guy
'Cause in 30 more days
I'm goin' back home,
to see that gal of mine,
but the Wichita Jail
is a long long way
from the Tupelo County line,
I gotta do my time
Well this nine pound hammer feels like it weighs a ton
makin lil ones outta big ones in this red hot Kansas sun
I just hope I can make it 30 more days
and get out of this mess I'm in,
and if I ever get back to Mississippi
I ain't ever gonna leave again
'Cause in 30 more days
I'm goin' back home,
to see that gal of mine,
but the Wichita Jail
is a long long way
from the Tupelo County line,
I gotta do my time
I gotta do my time
I gotta do my time
I gotta do my time -
5
Cumberland Mountain Number Nine
Baby don't ya cry 'cause momma's coming home
Poppa goin' bring you back some chitlins and some corn
Last frost done took its loss right down to the bone
We're lucky we still got room to roam
Goin' there to here is almost at a halt
Don't you go off blaming God, you know it ain't his fault
One time when life was fine someone found the wine
Cumberland Mountain Number Nine
That still was the best damn still they ever did make
Wouldn't stand for nothing less, stand for no mistake
Last Fall we made a haul and filled the limestone mine
Cumberland Mountain Number Nine
[Chorus]
Winter come a change
Spring bring the rain
We weren't meant to stay the same
One thing for sure
We done found the cure,
Cumberland Mountain Number Nine
Black coal from the strip mine way up north at Jellico
Kept the brew running smooth along the Thunder Road
Way back down in Bear Tree Gap the devil's juice flowed fine
Cumberland Mountain Number Nine
The FB- and the TV- I had followed us for years
Eventually they got the scent and nabbed us by the hair
Man said son I'll blow up everything between your ears
You got to face bout 20 years.
[Chorus]
Winter come a change
Spring bring the rain
We weren't meant to stay the same
And now from this cell
I've a story to tell....
Cumberland Mountain Number Nine
Cumberland Mountain Number Nine -
6
It's My Life
It's my life, God was the one to give it
And I ain't gonna let nobody tell me how to live it
It's my song, right or wrong
You can tag along or you can stay behind
They're my troubles
Don't you let them worry you none
'Cause when I signed on to be a man
I, I knew I was gonna have some
Like I say, go or stay either way
You ain't gonna change my life
You ain't gonna change my life
When I'm low down and I'm lazy
And I'm ragged but I'm real
And I ain't never been nobody's pride and joy
Yeah, and you can take a boy out of the country
But you can't take the country out of the boy
Well, it's my troubles
Now don't you let them worry you none
'Cause I signed on to be a man
I figured I was gonna have some
Like I say, go or stay either way
You ain't gonna change my life
You ain't gonna change my life
It's my song, right or wrong
You ain't gonna change my life
I said, it's my life
You ain't gonna change my life, oh no -
7
Sweetwater Texas
When I was a young man in Sweetwater Texas
Just one thing stayed on my mind
To ride a white horse over Durango Mountain
And leave Sweetwater Texas behind
Well I turned twenty-one there in Sweetwater Texas
And just one thing made me stay there
I wanted to leave but I was in love with
the girl with the chestnut brown hair
Then there came a time
when she said she be mine
And go any place anytime
So we rode a gray dog over Durango Mountain
And left Sweetwater Texas behind
It was thunderin' and lightin' when we left Nolan County
And the bus rolled along through the night
And ole thirty-six was a magic black demon
leading towards the cities bright lights
It was ten in the mornin' when we rolled in to Houston
Our hopes were as high as the sky
But hopes turned to weeks, then to years, and then forever
I never knew how fast time goes by
And there was cowboys sellin' cars
and country girls in bars
Somehow it just don't seem fair
And I wanted to die 'cause I knew I was losin'
The girl with the chestnut brown hair
So many times I said
I would rather be dead
than to take "downs" to go to bed
and "ups" to clear my head
And if the good Lord see the way
to let me live one more day
I'm so tired of being alone
Gonna ride a white horse over Durango Mountain
And make Sweetwater Texas my home