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Highway song (live)
Highway song (live)
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Gimme, gimme, gimme
Every man should know (queenie)
Good morning
Dry country
Rollin' & tumblin'
Fly away
Road fever
Trouble in mind
Train train
Highway song
Howay the lads
Gimme, gimme, gimme
Ohh, lets get it on

Wellll, good God mama what’s wrong with your face
Been out all night you’re a total disgrace
Here you come again with your hands out by your side
Yes, I don’t know what’s the matter with you
Dad gummit money thing you act like a fool
Sometimes I don’t know what’s goin’ on about that

Well Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear
Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you
You can slap that be-bop you can shove me around
Won’t put me six feet in the ground
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues

Wellll, Mr. Businessman what do you say
I seen you a poundin’ on my door today
Look at that honey, he’s got his hands out by his side
Yes, gimme this, gimme that like a rubber band
He’s got those stretch marks all over his hands
He’s got a reputation for those old gimme bluesss

Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear
Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you
You can slap that be-bop you can shove me around
Won’t put me six feet in the ground
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues
Yes, you got them blues honey
Ahh, would you get it on that slide guitar

Yes, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear
Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you
And you can slap that bad old be-bop you can shove me around
Won’t put me six feet in the ground
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues

Well I’m sure all my buddies been here before
Mr. Businessman I’m poundin’ on your door
I think that man and a woman’s got somethin’ on me

Yes, Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever hear
Ain’t got no money to buy me a beer
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme that’s all I ever get from you
You can slap that bad old be-bop you can shove me around
Won’t put me six feet in the ground
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, you got those old gimme blues
				
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Every man should know (queenie)
Oh yes

Well, don’t mess with my Queenie,
Or I’ll mess with your nose
Yes, you can stand there dreamin’
But don’t you dare step on my toes

Cause, every man should know
Can’t take what you owe.
To own a body you got to own a soul
So every man should knowww oh ohh

Yes

Yes, you might take my money
But I won’t take second place
Ooh, you mess with my honey
I’ll mess with your face

Cause, every man should know
Can’t take what you owe-oo-woa-oh.
To own a body you got to own a soul
So every man should knowww oh ohhh

Ah yes

Woah, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha

Yes, don’t mess with my Queenie
Or I’ll mess with your nose
Ooh you can stand there dreamin’
But don’t you dare step on my toes

Cause, every man should know
You can’t take what you owe-oo-woa-oh.
To own a body you got to own a soul
So every man should knowww oh ohhh

Every man should knowww oh oh
				
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Good morning
Well, it's minus five outside your house
And ninety degrees in bed
Your wife says get up and go to work
You long-haired, lazy head
Now I know where you've been all night
And maybe what's wrong with you
You've been makin' love to the little woman
Or a midnight rendezvous
Good Mornin'

Now the young exec, he hits the deck
And oh, he's dressed to kill
Before he goes, oh yes, he knows
He's gotta have a wake-up pill
From nine to five he feels alive
Jumpin' to the speed of sound
But the young exec, he hit the deck
'Cause his little pill let him down

Chorus:
Good mornin'
Good mornin'
Good mornin', so put a smile upon your face
Being alive is no disgrace
You can make it a better place,
By havin' yourself a good mornin'

So put a smile upon your face
Being alive is no disgrace
You can make it a better place
By havin' yourself a good mornin'

Well the sun is up, let's lift a cup
And do it all over again
A little blood and a lot of sweat
Hard workin' ain't no sin
Don't sit around wearin' a frown
Your life will slip away
Give a bump and a little hump
It's gonna be a beautiful day

Repeat Chorus
				
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Dry country
Ah, sitting in the back seat of a low
Ride automobile
We're cruisin' on the outskirts
Lookin' for a two-legged deal

We got a Dry County, can't find no spirits here
Dry County, run for your life out of fear
For things that you cannot find
Across a Dry County line

If the signs say liquor in the front baby
And poker in the rear
All you find is trouble
It's best that you get out of here

-Chorus:
You got a Dry County, can't find no vices here
No, no, no, no, no
Dry County, run for your life out of fear
Run for your life out of fear
Can't find no spirits nowhere
For things that you cannot find across
A Dry County line

Ah, L.A. to London, Buzzard Country, New Mexico
Detroit, Atlanta,
There ain't no place that's too far to go To get away from this
Dry County, can't find no vices here
Dry County, run for your life out of here
Ah, run baby, keep on runnin'
Ah, there ain't no Busch nowhere
For things that you cannot find
Across a Dry County line 
				
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Rollin' & tumblin'
Well I'm rollin' and a tumblin' I've cried the whole night long
Oh well I'm rollin' and a tumblin' I've cried the whole night long
Oh well I hurt your feelin' baby, so this gone all wrong          

Oh well I really love you baby, come on and say you'll be mine
Oh well I really love you baby, come on and say you'll be mine
Well if you don't like my tattoo's??? don't you drink my wine 

Oh well I cried as my momma have cried the night before
Oh well I cried as my momma have cried the night before
Oh well I hurt your feelin' baby, you don't love me no more

Well in the river was whiskey I wasn't drive and drunk
Well in the river was whiskey I wasn't drive and drunk
Well I was whipped to the bottom baby I wouldn't come up

Oh well I'm rollin' and a tumblin' I've cried the whole night long
Oh well I'm rollin' and a tumblin' I've cried the whole night long
Oh well I hurt your feelin' baby, so this gone all wrong 
				
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Fly away
Wake up baby, smile at me
The sun is shinin' and the wind's blowin' free
I got to thinkin' ooo yesterday
That silver bird can take us away
Get it on now

Single boys, they're out on the town
Lookin' for them pretty girls hangin' around
Man on the radio is tellin' us the news
Summertime's here, kick the mud off your
shoes, yeah

- Chorus:
Fly away, fly away
That silver bird can take us away
Fly away, do it today
Come on, woman, now let's get away

I'm tired or workin', feels like for nothin'
Well, I ain't gettin' any younger
Why can't I live for today

Are you tired of workin', feels like nothin'
Well, you ain't gettin' any younger
Why can't we all live for today?

Friends of mine want'a'buy me a drink
So loaded now, hell, I can't even think
Went on home, I put my lady in the car
Jumped on that bird just to see how far we could....

Repeat Chorus 
				
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Road fever
Oh hit it
Well every time I'm down and out
And I don't know what to do
I drop my load and I hit the road
And play me a job or two
Yes I do

What they're sayin' keeps hitting me
Right square smack in the face
They say that my songs are no good, baby
Why don't you join the human race
You know I've had just all I can take
And I don't know what to do
Guess I'll have to hit the stage
Play me a song or two

You know I've had all I can take
Sitting here at home
I guess I'll have to hit the road
You know I love to roam
(Road fever,) oh don't you know I got
(Road fever) Oooooooo

Go Mr. Guitar

You know this life has taken its toll
And I don't know where to go
And I love this life of a rock and roll
But there's one thing that I know
And every time I'm a down and out
And I don't know what to do
I drop my load and I hit the road
And play me a song or two
Yes I do

You know I've had all I can take
Sitting here at home
I guess I'll have to hit the road
You know I love to roam
(Road fever,) oh don't you know I got
(Road fever) Ohhhhhhhh
				
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Trouble in mind
Troubled in mind, I'm little blue
Bet you I won't be blue always  
'Cause that ol' sun's gonna shine
On Jerry Lee Lewis's back door step someday
				    
I'm gonna lay my head                      
On somebody's lonesome railroad line       
Let that ol' midnight special              
Ease my troubled mind                      
				    
Well, they tell me that old graveyard      
Is a mighty lonesome place                 
Lord they put you six feet under           
Shovellin' mud directly in your face       
				    
Well, goodbye baby, may God bless you      
And may He bless ol' Killer a little bit too
Oh, don't meet you over yonder, baby        
When they throw that Jerry right over you   
				     
Troubled in mind, when I'm little blue      
Bet you I won't be blue always              
'Cause the sun's gonna shine                
On, on my back door step                    
Some lowdown, lonesome, mother humpin' day  
				
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Train train
Oh, here it comes

Well, train, train, take me on out of this town
Train, train, Lord, take me on out of this town
Well, that woman I'm in love with, Lord, she's Memphis bound

Well, leavin' here, I'm just a raggedy hobo
Lord, I'm leaving here, I'm just a raggedy hobo
Well, that woman I'm in love with, Lord, she's got to go

Well, goodbye pretty mama, get yourself a money man
Goodbye, pretty mama, Lord, get yourself a money man
You take that midnight train to Memphis
Lord, leave me if you can
Oh, take that midnight train to Memphis
Lord, leave me if you can
Oh, take that train, baby
				
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Highway song
Well, another day, another dollar, after I've sang and hollered
Oh, it's my way of living, and I can't change a thing.
Another town is drawing near. Oh, baby, I wish you were here!
But the only way I can see you, darlin', is in my dreams.
It's a highway song.. you sing it on and on.. on and on..

Well, the hurt you leave behind, it's the hurt that's on your mind.
Oh, and last night's show took its toll on me.
Well the city lights fly by me, as I lay my body in my bed,
Oh, and dreams of you dance through my head.
It's a highway song.. you sing it on and on.. on and on..
Highway song.. is as lonely.. as the road I'm on..

(Ooooo, oooo, oooooooo)

It's those big wheels are ready to roll. (Oooooooooo)
We've be flyin' high and so low. (Oooooooooo)
Lord, and all this madness, ain't crazy as it seems. (Oooooooooo)
Everywhere, they stop and stare. I'm just a stranger on this road. (Ahhhhhhhh)
Oh, I stand alone, awake in my dreams.

Highway song.. you sing it on and on.. on and on..
Highway song.. is as lonely.. as the road I'm on..
Well Highway song.. you sing it on and on.. on and on..
(Highway song.. you sing it on and on.. on and on..)
Highway song.. is as lonely.. as the road I'm on…….
Ooooooooooooo
				
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Howay the lads
[Instrumental]
				
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