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3 A.m
E. McCain. It's 3 a.m.. I'm awake and my heart is still dreaming. It's 3 a.m.. Outside I hear the souls still screaming. It's been so long you know since my head's been this clear.
The Gallopin' Goose
(Chip Davis, Bill Fries). . On a cold November mornin'. Back in nineteen-thirty-seven. With an early snow a-fallin'. On the three-foot tracks at Ames.
(i've Got To) Stop Thinkin' 'bout That
I remember when the time I met ya. Living with your people down in New Orleans. Mad at your mama 'cause she wouldn't let ya. Ride in our nasty limousine.
Old Home Filler-up An' Keep On A-truckin' Cafe
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . Well, Interstate 80, we was cuttin' the fog. Just me an' old Sloan (Old Sloan's my dog). We had an eighteen-wheeler with ten on the floor and stereo layin' a strip.
Long Lonesome Road
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . Well, it's a long, lonesome road. Through the lifetime of a trucker. But me and my good ol' friend here. We gonna make it.
Jackson Hole
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . Well, packin' on back to Jackson. Eighteen-thirty-an'-six. Fifteen wagons an' forty-five orn'ry mules. Packin' on back to Jackson.
Green River
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . [Spoken]. Way out in the canyons of the West, there's a wild river. The Spanish named it San Buenaventura; but we knew it as the Green..
Four Wheel Cowboy
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . [Chorus]. Four wheel cowboy. Four wheel cowboy. Four wheel cowboy. Jeepin' down to Santa Fe. . Well, Denver town an' I'm outta the chute.
Convoy
(C.W. McCall, B. Fries, C. Davis). . [On the CB]. Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck. You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon? Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer shure, fer shure. By golly, it's clean clear to Flag Town, c'mon. Yeah, that's a big 10-4 there, Pig Pen, yeah, we definitely got the front door, good buddy. Mercy sakes alive, looks like we got us a convoy....
Black Bear Road
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis). Me an' RJ an' the kids was on a camp-out in the mountains, and we had us one'a them U-Drive-'Em Army Jeep cars which we rented from a fella by the name of Kubozke for thirty bucks a day, buy your gas along the way, take a rabbit's foot and leave a pint of blood for a dee-posit..
Audobon
Well, I was born in a town called Audubon. Southwest Iowa, right where it oughta been. Twenty-three houses, fourteen saloons,. And a feed mill in nineteen-thirty..
It's Still You
It's been years and your face is fading. I can still remember some memories. The good and the bad. The Laughter and the tears. And all I can say is that they're worth remembering.
You Can't Break Me Down
My back is to the wind for a reason. So I can shield my eyes from the sand you're kicking in them. I try to deny these pains I'm feeling in my soul. Yea, you suck... the life out of me, leaving me cold.
Unforgettable
I tried to forget. I started to erase. First no storm cloud before the rain. Next came the imprint that was left on my brain. . You're so unforgettable.
Silly Boy
Silly Boy he's in love with me. I don't know what in me he sees. Silly Boy he don't understand but he. still wants to hold my hand. . Silly guy he says he loves my eyes.
Hey You!
I know you flex when I walk by. I see you try to catch my eye. and I see you making stupid jokes to make me laugh. And you think that I don't see it too, but do I look blind to you?.
Bar Room Romance
Feet kicked up on the barstool. and one dastardly look in his eye. he sends a shot glass sliding down the bar to the lady on the other side. . Bright red lips and a strand of pearls.
Another Try
I still smell your cologne linger on my clothes. I still feel your arms pulling me in close. Oh what a lonely heart beat to fall asleep to. these cold sheets, no they don't hold me the same way that you do.
Toen Ik Je Zag
CHORUS. Toen ik je zag voor de eerste keer. Ik was verloren. Ik wist het niet meer. . Ik zag je mooie ogen. Die keken naar mij. Ik was zo blij de dag blijft nog steeds bij.
Who Holds His Own
Verse 1:. I was born a poor black kid, Pops doin' a bid. ran down tenement, barely no food in the fridge. My Moms dukes had to raise my on her own. all alone, never had a Father home.
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