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01:42
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I was still young and life had just begun
But it couldn't all be fun
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I’ve been a dirty varmint, a no-good low-down man
I’ve been a wild varmint, a no-good low-down man
I said if anyone can help me, I bet that Jesus can
Jesus came to save me, Bible and gun in hand
Jesus came to save me, Constitution and gun in hand
But the Sheriff shot him, afraid of an armed brown man
Down at the courthouse, Sheriff said he feared for his life
Out by the courthouse, Sheriff said he feared for his life
Grand jury can’t indict him, Sheriff doesn’t lie
(Alright)
Well I sure miss Jesus, his gun and his Bible too
I said I sure miss Jesus, six-shooter and Bible too
Well if Jesus came to save you, what else could you do?
(Take it home)
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Southern Cities
02:50
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When the ecstasy wore off she no longer cared for me
The cocaine on the counter, I should've let it be
But I am not the kind of man to turn down something free
Still the cocaine on the counter, I should've let it be
Well my head it spun and rung and I was wide awake
Although it was early, some might call it late
Now it won’t be the last night I see the break of day
Still the cocaine on the counter might should’ve been put away
Now I was telling lies, told her I was trying to be
Some kind of rap producer but that is not quite me
Now I was trying to play my hand at being young and wild and free
Still the cocaine on the counter never really felt like me
In the coming days we’ll see if what we had was real
I can hold out all my hope, but it’ll probably be revealed
That the only love affair that night that could last and ever will
Was between that cocaine on the counter and a sweet little ecstasy pill
Yee-haw
When the Good Lord does come, I hope He will see
The man that I became that night has not always been me
And if He asks I’ll gladly say and mean it too it seems
That the cocaine on the counter, I should've let it be
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I love liquor, but liquor don’t love me
They say that if you love something then you should set it free
So I must say goodbye to my friends Jack and old Jim Beam
I love liquor, but liquor don’t love me
I’ve done fought half my friends and been arrested twice
I’ve woke up to swollen hands, busted knees and a few black eyes
It’s about time I take my sweet dad’s old advice
“Son us Cappses can’t drink liquor, you’ve got to realize”
I have pissed in closets, in dressers, on the floor
I have gotten beaten down and come back for more
I even once stumbled into a brand new four door Ford
I don’t know what had the bigger dent, my pride or the door
I always try to hold it, but I should know my place
It’s a fight I’ve been trying to lose since the tenth grade
When me and Foot and Brody stayed out way too late
Drinking too much moonshine, the earth slapped me in my face
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Lifestyles
02:31
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If I had a four-door Chevy or a six pack of Nattys
Baby then do you think I could?
If I wore Saint Laurent daily might it make for a maybe?
Sounds nice but it never would
Baby it’s a lifestyle
Mama carry me home for good
Baby it’s a lifestyle
Sounds nice but you never would
If I made a 9 to 5 living in an office in the city
Baby then do you think I might?
If you could brag to all your friends that my stacks never end
Mama would it keep you warm at night?
Baby it’s a lifestyle
Mama carry me home for good
Baby it’s a lifestyle
Sounds nice but you never would
I'm talkin' bout a lifestyle
No you never would
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Busch Beer
02:08
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Sippin' on a Busch Beer
Long hair don't care
I'm on the road to hell
And there's only one way to get there
I've been drinkin' 10 to 9
I can hardly stand
But I still might stagger the line
Pretty mama if you take my hand
'Cause baby ain't no way
We're gettin' out of this world alive
And it might be my last day
So I'm livin' for the night
She said "I think you're wrong"
I said "you're probably right"
But I've got a lot of hell to raise
Before I run out of time
Carolina full moon
Smoke-filled barroom
Drop a quarter or two
I got my whole world swayin' to Hank tunes
Said it makes her way too sad
She said it kills the vibe
I could give a damn about your vibe
When I'm so lonesome I could cry
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Myrtle Beach Girl
03:15
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She was working as a stripper
It was alright with me
'Cause on those nights I missed her
I felt no jealousy
Because I knew it was true:
She could set the world on fire
With a golden flaming look
She might not be so tired
If that were all it took
But we all know the story's told:
We've all got bills to pay
We've all got deals to make
Between ourselves and ours
I was a bartender
Barely getting by
Tryna be a folk singer
She said take your time
You’ve gotta try, but in the meantime:
I was getting by one day at a time
I was getting by with no end in sight
Barely getting by almost my whole life
Barely getting by but she didn’t seem to mind
But he was working as a lawyer
Handsome, successful too
The last time I saw her
There was nothing I could do
Because I knew it was true:
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Don’t spite the moon
Don’t spite the moon, little darlin’
Don’t spite the moon
Night will be here soon
I’m from old South Carolina
Between the coast and the swamp
Let me die in my footsteps, please Lord
While I ramble and romp
Not sure what could go wrong
Nothing to lose but a song
I’m from a long line of gamblers
Ain’t none of us won yet
But I will play the hand I’m given
And I will take the bet
Ain't got nothin' to lose
Except maybe my banjo and the blues
We ain't got a whole lot of money
But we sure eat good
Butterbeans and cornbread honey
Stove full of wood
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Let It Shine
02:21
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Lamp light on in the morning let it shine
Early morning lamp light let it shine shine shine
Yeah one day we’ll leave this whole wide world behind
Sun shining in the field let it shine
Hot sun in the field let it shine shine shine
Yeah one day we’ll leave this whole wide world behind
Light's on in the mayor’s mansion let it shine
He don’t care about you or me but let it shine shine shine
Yeah one day we’ll leave this whole wide world behind
Fire in a field let it shine
Brake lights in my windshield let em shine shine shine
Yeah one day we’ll leave this whole wide world behind
The mayor’s house is on fire let it shine
The flames are growing higher let em shine shine shine
Yeah one day we’ll leave this whole wide world behind
Moonlight through the pines let it shine
Headlights in my rearview let em shine shine shine
Yeah one day we’ll leave this whole wide world behind
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The Southern Strategy
01:49
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A white nationalist, a conservative, and an evangelist walk into a bar
And they find themselves passing 'round an old guitar
They sing songs about cutting taxes
And how protecting the border don’t make you fascist
That white nationalist, that conservative, and that evangelist are going far
To the right, to the right
That white nationalist, that conservative, and that evangelist became the best of friends
They might have ostensibly disagreed on means, but they all liked the ends
They always had each other’s backs
'Cause at least Russians and rapists aren’t Democrats
That white nationalist, that conservative, and that evangelist are gonna take America back
To Jim Crow
To the Gilded Age
To the Great Depression
To fucking black and white TV
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