1. |
Rye Whiskey
02:42
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Well about this time every night
I get my whiskey and I get it right
Some of the saddest times you will ever know
Before too long you won't feel so alone
My Daddy was a boatman too
Living his life on the ocean blue
but we haven't seen him since my eighth birthday
He pulled up that anchor and he sailed away
My Momma tried to raise me good
Teachin' me the things that she thought she should
but the women have ruined my mind
So the drinking helps me pass the time
Oh Rye Whiskey oh I
Oh Rye Whiskey I cry
All the beautiful girls they have gone away
With a handsome man and job that pays
but I'm right down on that lost highway
I'll never make it out this world today
Well everybody is beggin but nobody's saying please
they keep the honest man down upon his knees
well I'll drink to those and I will drink to these
may Whiskey fill the seven seas
They might find here on judgement day
I hope I am dry but I can't say
there is just one more think I am sure I know
I'll have one last glass before I go
Rye Whiskey oh I
Rye Whiskey I cry
credits
released 22 January 2013
composed by Brian Hall
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2. |
Punch It, Son
02:17
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Well that doors slams heavy on that driver's side
but hand ain't so steady on that shifter knob
My daddy breathing whiskey in that cold winter wind
and I realize that this night just started to begin
My toes touch past the pedal's threshold so fine
and I point the nose of that '74 to that Mason Dixon line
now he tells me "Son, nows the time,
Don't stop the car 'til we hit that Sweet North Caroline"
He said "Punch it, Son Punch, it Son
Fill that foot with lead
Com on boy, show me sum' down act as if you're dead
Punch It, Son Punch It, Son
Let that engine rev
Let the '74 kick down the door of Johnny Law's bed"
Well I drop that needle down and to the right
with that Led Zeppelin blaring on Daddy's Lo-FI
but he is spilling his whiskey and putting up a fight
and we are driving on into that southern winter night
He said "Punch it, Son Punch, it Son
Fill that foot with lead
Com on boy, show me sum' down act as if you're dead
Punch It, Son Punch It, Son
Let that engine rev
Let the '74 kick down the door of Johnny Law's bed"
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Lean in bartender, let me tell you of fear
The night is still young
and there is youth in my beer
The bells in the village ring out so strong
Its the only way (Its the only way)
I know the week has come and gone
The trees are locked in by the snow covered leaves
Totally laid out with no comfort of sleeves
The rest are before me with no blessing or song
It's the only way (It's the only way)
I know the season has come and gone
(Bridge)
The year has gone by like a boxer's last round
Hungover, punch-drunk with no comfort found
and I thought I needed nothing
but that High Lonesome sound
That high lonesome sound
Race is over and my children are raised
with my casket wide open so family can pray
Tombstone mounted in that cold winter ground
Its the only way (It's the only way)
I know that light was coming down.
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4. |
Can't Get Right
02:39
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Can't Get Right with that Reed Creek Ramblin' Crew
Fire up your trucks and take 29
That Reed Creek is calling you
Keep the cold ones steady
but level out the Rye pretty soon you'll actin a fool
Dont be late no and stand up straight oh
there's scoundrels 'round these few
and when it all goes down you best participate
it'll be happening soon
Can't Get Right, Can't Get Right
with that Reed Creek Ramblin' Crew
and that moonlight shines so bright
When Red changes your point of view
When that Reed Creek is runnin boy she will make you cry
She'll make a man out of you
Come Sunday mornin' you'll see every dime
That you had to pay unto
Don't be late lord and and stand up a straight lord
There's soundrels round these few
We it goes down you've sealed your fate
but you'll ramblin too
'Cause we
Can't Get Right, Can't Get Right
with that Reed Creek Ramblin' Crew
and that moonlight shines so bright
When Red changes your point of view (2)
Can't Get Right, Can't Get Right
with that Reed Creek Ramblin' Crew
and that moonlight shines so bright
When Red changes your point of view (3)
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5. |
Over the Pink
02:37
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Over the mountains and through the hills
I find my way back west
another job another girl I feel I have found that rest
but old thoughts and old fears
echo through my mind. Have I gone mad ?
Will I ever find that peace ?
Please shoe things Ive never seen before
That open road is all I know
Another time another show picking myself off the floor
Please help me find my way back home
Bridge
If I fall
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6. |
The Town Crier (Live)
03:34
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Discord & Rye
John Ridgeway of Virginia
Oliver Vetter of Wales
Michael Camino of Hawai'i
Cory Asato of Hawai'i
Ronnie Velveta of America
Caroline Pond of Sunshine
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