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Ghost Town
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . [The sound of a lonely harmonica.]. . The dance hall is silent and empty. The banjos don't play anymore. The music is only a mem'ry.
Four Wheel Drive
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . We is screamin' through the valley. Where the Nishnabotna flows. Through the mud and crud and cornfields. Where the mari-ju-wana grows.
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.
Flowers On The Wall
Well, now, I been hearin' you're concerned about my happiness. But all a' that thought you're a-givin' me is conscience, I guess. If I was walkin' in your shoes I wouldn't worry none.
Crispy Critters
One day about four or five years ago. We is settin' at the Conoco station. Kickin' tires, and swattin' flies. And discussin' the state of the Union. .
Convoy
Was the dark of the moon on the sixth of June. In a Kenworth pullin' logs. Cab-over Pete with a reefer on. And a Jimmy haulin' hogs. We is headin' for bear on I-one-oh.
Comin' Back For More
'Way up in the snow. Where the scrub oaks grow. And the coneys and the picas play. Where the marmots abound. All a-diggin' in the ground. And the wind blows cold all day.
Columbine
She was born in the brief mountain springtime. Blue in the late mountain snow. And she grew in the sunlight of summer. But she knew when the aspen turned gold.
Classified
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis). I's thumbin' through the want ads in the Shelby County Tribune when this classified advertisement caught my eye. It said, "Take imme-di-ate delivery on this '57 Chevrolet half-ton pickup truck. Will sell or swap for a hide-a-bed and thirty-five bucks. Call One-four-oh, ring two, and ask for Bob.".
City Of New Orleans
(Steve Goodman). . Ridin' on The City of New Orleans. Illinois Central Monday morning rail. Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders. Two conductors and a-twenty-five sacks a' mail.
Camp Bird Mine
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . 'Way out in Colorado. In the Camp Bird Mine. Down deep in the darkness. On level nine. Where the water trickles.
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..
Aurora Borealis
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis). One night last summer we were camped at ten thousand feet up where the air is clear, high in the Rockies of Lost Lake, Colorado. And as the fire burned low and only a few glowing embers remained, we laid on our backs all warm in our sleeping bags and looked up at the stars..
Audubon
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..
'round The World With The Rubber Duck
[On the CB.]. Breaker, one-nine, this here's the Duck again. You got a copy on me Pig Pen, c'mon? Ah, negatory, Pig Pen, there ain't no way out 'cept for that one Atlantic Ocean. Now listen, drop them hogs off in Omaha and get over here in a short, 'cause it definitely looks like we got us a problem..
Your Cheatin' Heart
Your cheatin' heart will make you weep. You'll try and try and try to sleep. But sleep won't come the whole night through. Your cheatin' heart will tell on you.
You Can't Take It Back
There she was just seventeen. Cryin' on the mornin' after. He told her everything she wanted to hear. . All those drunken reasons that she had. For givin' in don't matter.
You Can Let Go
Wind blowing on my face. Sidewalk flying beneath my bike. A five year old's first taste. Of what freedom's really like. . He was running right beside me.
What Do I Have To Do
I hear what youre not saying loud n clear. Ive long since stopped asking how you feel. If Im ever gonna be any closer to you. . Oh, what do I have to do to get you to talk to me?.
Try
You spun that web baby, you made that bed baby. You built that brick wall that you're running into, ooh, ooh. You bare that cross baby, I pay the cost baby.
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