Renegade (1991)

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    Renegade

    Well, I went down to Nashville in 1973
    And they won't nobody in Music City
    Wanted anything to do with me

    They said, ?Boy you sure dress funny
    And you just don't fit our crowd
    And your music's weird, your hair's too long
    And you play that guitar way too loud?

    I said, "Yeah, I know, I'm different
    I know, I'm not the same
    And you may drive a big Cadillac car
    But I ain't gonna play your game?

    And you can put me down in this guitar town
    And I ain't gonna be afraid
    'Cause I'm a proud walkin', slow talkin'
    Hard headed, high steppin' genuine renegade

    Well, I ain't afraid to tell you what's on my mind
    I just ain't the bashful type
    I go all the way for the U.S.A.
    'Cause I love them stars and stripes

    I ain't never been scared of nothin'
    And I'm a renegade to the bone
    So if you're looking for trouble better bring you some help
    I'm a little bit more than you can handle alone

    I'm mighty proud of Dixie
    I'm just full of Southern pride
    I'm a catfish connoisseur
    And I know, I'm countryfied

    I get an ornery streak sometimes when I speak
    But I guess, it's just the price I paid
    'Cause I'm a hard drivin' survivin'
    Four wheelin', straight dealin' genuine renegade

    And you can put me down in this guitar town
    I ain't gonna be afraid
    'Cause I'm a proud walkin', slow talkin'
    Hard headed, high steppin' genuine renegade

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    Talk to Me Fiddle

    Well if this old fiddle could talk
    If this old fiddle could sing
    Man if this old fiddle could only talk
    It could tell you some wondrous things
    Talk to me fiddle

    Tell me about when you came across the sea
    In the hands of a Jewish immigrant who was longing to be free
    And you were part of his life for forty years
    Through times both lean and fat
    As he raised his family and lived out his days
    In a New York tenement flat
    Talk to me fiddle

    Tell me about how that Cajun fiddlin' man
    Found you in a pawn shop and took you back down
    To the Louisiana bayou land
    You knew his wife and you knew his kids
    And you watched his family grow
    And you played your heart out Cajun style
    At the Louisiana Fais Do Do
    Well talk to me fiddle

    Then a big shot Yankee gambler found you down in New Orleans
    And took you up the river on the Mississippi Queen
    Then there came the day that you were all
    That he had left to lose
    And a black man won you in a poker game
    And taught you how to play the blues
    Cry for me fiddle

    The a young man from the mountains of Kentucky came along
    And he bought you for a dollar
    And took you all the way back home
    He gave you to his grandpa on his golden wedding day
    And the people would come from miles around just to hear the old man play
    Dance for me fiddle

    Then a hobo from Biloxi found you living in the rain
    And he got himself a free ride on a west-bound cattle train
    And you got off in Texas
    Where they play that western swing
    Where the people do the two-step
    And old Bob Wills was the king
    Swing for me fiddle

    If this old fiddle could talk
    If this old fiddle could sing
    Man if this old fiddle could only talk
    It could tell you some wondrous things
    You've been bouncing around America from sea to shining sea
    Now your traveling days are over fiddle 'cause you belong to me​

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    Little Folks

    Little folks are people too
    Very much like me and you
    The little things they say and do
    They kinda make your day
    Foolishness and common sense
    Through the eyes of innocence
    Skip a rope or jump a fence
    Gettin' in the way

    Daddy, why are you so tall?
    Daddy, why am I so small?
    Daddy, who makes snowflakes fall?
    Could it be the Lord?
    Chasing puppies, climbin' trees
    Bumping heads and skinnin' knees
    It's not very hard to see
    That kids are God's reward

    Little folks get down and out
    The girls will cry and boys will pout
    Before you know what it's about
    They're smiling once again
    Colored kites on summer breeze
    Jingle Bells and Christmas trees
    Too soon they're only memories
    Do you remember when?

    Daddy, what makes eagles fly?
    What makes clouds float in the sky?
    And Daddy, if I really try
    Will I grow up someday?

    But little folks slip through our hands
    Like so many grains of sand
    You'd best enjoy them while you can
    So soon they fly away...

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    Honky Tonk Life

    Well now Bubba and the boys at the uptown bar
    They got a little too drunk went a little too far
    They were out four wheeling round town till the crack of dawn
    And then the sheriff came and threw them in the calaboose
    And he said he wasn't gonna turn them loose
    Just somebody paid for the damage to the courthouse lawn

    Well he got paid Friday and it ain't no joke
    He woke up this morning hungover and broke
    He's been out all night and he's afraid to face his wife
    His clothes are dirty and his eyes are red
    He's got a great big knot on the side of his head
    Oh the joys of living the honky tonk life

    Well you honky tonk women and you honky tonk men
    Honky tonk life's gonna do you in
    Ain't nothin' cool about sittin' on a bar stool higher than a Chinese kite
    You're just a pop top poppa with a one track mind
    You're gonna pass out before it's closin' time
    Just another darn fool drowning in the neon lights every night
    I said oh the joys of living the honky tonk life

    Ole Johnny was a happily married man
    Till he started hanging out at the Dew Drop Inn
    Met a peroxide floozie by the name of Sally Ann
    Then almost every morning he was late for work
    Then his wife found some lipstick stain on his shirt
    And that's about the time that the stuff started hittin' the fan

    And then the next thing he knew he was asittin' in court
    About some alimony and some child support
    And he lost his driver's license for a DWI
    And now his clothes are ragged and he don't look well
    He's living downtown in a cheap hotel
    On the joys of living the honky tonk life

    Well you honky tonk women and you honky tonk men...​

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    Layla

    What will you do when you get lonely
    With nobody waitin by your side?
    You've been running and hiding much to long
    You know it's just your foolish pride

    Layla, you got me on my knees
    Layla, I'm begging darling please
    Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind
    Layla, you got me on my knees
    Layla, I'm begging darling please

    Layla, you got me on my knees
    Layla, I'm begging darling please
    Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind
    Layla, you got me on my knees
    Layla, I'm begging darling please

    Layla, you got me on my knees
    Layla, I'm begging darling please
    Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind
    Layla, you got me on my knees
    Layla, I'm begging darling please

    Let's make the best of the situation
    Before I finally go insane.
    Please don't say we'll never find a way
    And tell me all --- my love's in vain

    Layla, you got me on my knees
    Layla, I'm begging darling please
    Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind
    Layla, you got me on my knees
    Layla, I'm begging darling please

    Layla, you got me on my knees
    Layla, I'm begging darling please
    Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind
    Layla, you got me on my knees
    Layla, I'm begging darling please​

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    The Twang Factor

    Well us people in the country like tractors
    We wear John Deere hats it's the twang factor
    We like the VFW on a Friday night
    We play bingo it's the twang factor

    Picking in Memphis picking in Shoals
    Picking in Nashville everywhere you go it's the twang factor
    The twang factor is just the state of mind I'm in the twang factor

    I like fried corn and pinto beansn I like a long stretch of highway yeah
    I like a riverbank to watch the sunrise I believe you gotta be baptized
    I like catfish crappie and bluegill too I like catchin' me a big old carp
    I like Nascar and ice tea in a jar I like cookin' on an open fire
    The twang factor

    Now gimme guitar music and barbeque and football on Sunday afternoon
    It's the twang factor
    I like buck knives and red beans and rice and a pretty little thing to love me
    It's the twang factor

    Well we picking in Austin pickin' in Mobile
    Picking in the swamps pickin' on the hill the twang factor
    The twang factor is just the state of mind I'm in the twang factor​

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    Fathers and Sons

    My daddy had so much to tell me things he said I had to know
    Don't make my mistakes there are rules you can't break
    But I had to find out on my own
    Now when I look at my own son I do what my father went through
    There's only so much you can do
    You're proud when they walk but you're scared when they run
    That's how it always has been between fathers and sons

    It's a bridge you can't cross it's a cross you can't bear
    It's the words you can't say the things you can't change
    No matter how much you care
    So you do all you can and then you gotta let go
    You're just part of the flow of the river that runs between fathers and sons

    Now your mother she'll try to protect you
    She'll hold you as long as she can
    But the higher you climb the more you can see
    And too soon you think you're a man
    One someday you'll look at your own son
    There'll be so much that you want to say
    But he'll have to find his own way
    Down the road he must take the course he must run
    That's how it always will be between fathers and sons

    It's a bridge you can't cross...
    You're just part of the flow of the river that runs between fathers and sons​

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    What My Baby Sees in Me

    She tries to find a little bit of good in everything that comes her way
    She says even a broken clock is right two times a day
    And her daddy warned her not to the day she took my name
    Said he's a rough and rowdy boy you know he'll never change
    Nobody else can see what my baby sees in me

    Well I pump the gas and change the tires at the station all day long
    She treats me like a millionaire every night when I get home
    She calls me her Romeo even though I'm kinda plain
    She says she learned a long time ago it ain't the whistle that pulls the train
    Nobody else can see what my baby sees in me

    Nobody else can see but that don't matter much to me
    Cause she's the only one I really want to please

    Well I don't care much for politics and I probably never will
    Cause I'm the kind of man that says exactly what I feel
    And I don't have all the answers and I'm not always right
    But I know I'm never in the dark when she turns out the light
    Nobody else can see what my baby sees in me

    My baby calls my old pickup truck her cowboy Cadillac
    If it holds up we're driving out to Hollywood and back
    We're gonna cruise down Sunset Boulevard she's always wanted to go
    Even though she says out of all the stars I'm the one that steals the show
    Nobody else can see what my baby sees in me
    Nobody else can see what my baby sees in me
    Nobody else can see what my baby sees in me​

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    Willie Jones

    Willie Jones was a man I met when I lived in Baltimore
    I was a guard and he was doing time
    In the three long years he stayed there I got to know him well
    Willie Jones he was a friend of mine

    He used to say buddy you know where I'm going when they let me out of here
    Alabama could be heaven if the Lord was there
    And he talked about the southland though he'd drifted from its shores
    I never seen a man who loved it more

    He talked about the whippoorwills in the Alabama night
    Honeysuckle vine and sugar cane
    Swimming holes and fishing poles and early morning frost
    And sleeping under a tin roof when it rained

    He talked about a country road and a cabin in the pines
    And a girl with wavy long chestnut brown hair
    He talked about the beauty of his Blue Ridge Mountain home
    And darn near made me think that I was there

    He used to say buddy you know where I'm going when they let me out of here
    Alabama could be heaven if the Lord was there
    When a man ain't got no freedom the time sure passes slow
    Willie Jones had ten long years to go

    It's been almost a years now since that hot night in July
    Willie hit the guard and jumped the fence
    I had my rifle ready but I couldn't let it fly
    I shot over his head and we ain't seen him since

    Then last week the postman brought a letter to my door
    Marked No Return Address and No Reply
    It just said nobody north of Birmingham is gonna see this boy again
    But if you're ever down our way won't you please drop by

    He used to say buddy you know where I'm going when they let me out of here
    Alabama could be heaven if the Lord was there
    And he talked about the southland though he'd drifted from its shores
    I never seen a man who loved it more​

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    Let Freedom Ring

    In the heat of the battle
    To the head army there stepped a man
    He said, 'I've been to the top of the liberty
    And I've looked over the promised land'

    He had no fear of death or evil
    His skin was black and his name was King
    He said I may not get there with you
    But put your faith in God and let freedom ring

    There was a tyrant strong and mighty
    And he built his self a wall
    He said, 'This wall's gonna stand forever
    No power on Earth is gonna make it fall'

    But then the winds of change they started blowing
    Like a free bird on the wing
    And then the wall fell down with a sound like thunder
    Let the free bird fly and let freedom ring

    (Let freedom ring)
    Throughout the northland out across the frozen Tundra
    To the land of the midnight sun and the Eskimo

    (Let freedom ring)
    From Albuquerque across the sea to Greece and Turkey
    And from Halifax down south to Mexico

    (Let freedom ring)
    From Carolina round the world to Indochina
    From Seattle to Mobile and Abilene

    (Let freedom ring)
    Let freedom ring
    (Let freedom ring)
    Let freedom ring
    Let it ring, let it ring, let it ring

    Innocent blood was shed for freedom
    In a faraway place called Tiennemen Square
    'Cause the heavy hand of cruel oppression
    Is so much more than a man can bear

    But you can't chain a man forever
    And your guns they don't mean a thing
    'Cause they'll rise again in the cause of justice
    Give the power to the people and let freedom ring

    (Let freedom ring)
    From Minnesota across the plains to North Dakota
    And from Kennebunkport out to Kalamazoo

    (Let freedom ring)
    From Rome to Reno and from Tokyo to Moscow
    And from Barcelona, Spain to Kathmandu

    (Let freedom ring)
    From Madagascar and from Berlin to Alaska
    And from Liverpool to Perth to Aberdeen

    (Let freedom ring)
    Let freedom ring
    (Let freedom ring)
    Let freedom ring
    Let it ring, let it ring, let it ring

    Let's give thanks to God our Father
    The author of our liberty
    Gave us this land to protect and cherish
    It's the home of the brave and it's the land of the free

    Oh America, we love you
    Sweet land of hope of thee we sing
    And with our life's blood we will protect you
    Let the eagle fly and let freedom ring

    Let freedom ring
    Let freedom ring
    Let freedom ring
    Let it ring, let it ring
    Let it ring, let it ring
    Let freedom ring​