1. |
Call Your Mama
02:26
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2. |
Hey, Bus Driver!
02:13
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HEY BUS DRIVER!
T Neilson/ J Neilson
Living out of a suitcase
Down to my last blue jeans
Truck stop coffee, same white lines
Every road I see
Fall asleep looking at your picture
Wake up saying your name
Wringing tears outta my pillow
Go, go, going insane
Hey Bus Driver
Put your foot down, ‘cause I’m on fire
18 shows out on the road
It’s only 6 more days, only 5 more days, only 4 more days
And I’m home
I’m going home, I’m going home
Got no honey in the morning
Got no sugar in my bowl
I’m just bringing home the bacon
Raking in, making that dough
Fall asleep looking at your picture
Wake up saying your name
Wringing tears outta my pillow
Go, go, going insane
Hey Bus Driver
Put your foot down, ‘cause I’m on fire
21 shows out on the road
It’s only 3 more days, only 2 more days, only 1 more day
And I’m home
I’m going home, I’m going home
Ooo, hoo, Mama
Mama I’m comin’ home
Ooo, hoo, Mama
Mama, I’m comin’ home
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3. |
Ten Tonne Truck
02:22
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TEN TONNE TRUCK
T Neilson
Daddy born poor, Mama was too
Walking through the snow, plastic bags on their shoes
Papa selling houses, sleeping in a car
4 babies in the backseat underneath the stars
Hey, Hey just work a little harder
Hey, Hey punching that clock
With work and prayer and a little bit of luck
Make so much money need a ten tonne truck
Well the bank took the house when Daddy lost his job
Put a hitch on the back of Mama’s little silver Dodge
Drove with nothin but our clothes and guitars
Right down to Nashville, gonna be big stars
Well you scratch and you claw and you try to make a living
Pay dues, get moved right back to the beginning
When the pie gets bigger, everybody wants a slice
What I been cookin’ since back in ’89
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4. |
Queenie, Queenie
02:09
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QUEENIE, QUEENIE
T Neilson
Queenie, Queenie, don’t drop the ball
Queenie, Queenie, don’t drop the ball
Queenie, Queenie, don’t drop the ball
Down come baby, cradle and all
Chickens need feeding, dog needs a bone
Bills need paying and the bank’s on the phone
Dishes need washing, kids do too
Man come home and he want to woo hoo
Screaming from the kettle, knocking at the door
Baby kicked the bucketful of suds on the floor
Rain starts falling, clothes on the line
What’s a stay-at-home-Mama do with all that time?
Working through the day, working through the night
Planes and trains and another missed flight
Mama’s gotta hustle, do another show
‘Cause they won’t play a lady-o on country radio
Boom Boom, Boom Boom Chicka Chicka!
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5. |
You Were Mine
03:43
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YOU WERE MINE
T Neilson/J Neilson
Take my heart, it used to be so supple and sweet
Now it’s withered on the vine
There’s before and then there’s after you were mine
Take my faith, so strong and full of fire
Now it’s bruised, broken down and blind
There’s before and then there’s after you were mine
Sun comes up, sun goes down
World keeps rolling around and around
The hands on the clock
Going tick tock tick tock
Ain’t the way I measure time
There’s just before and then there’s after you were mine
Take my hands, they used to hold you so tight
Now they reach, but never touch you in the night
There’s before and then there’s after you were mine
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6. |
16 Miles of Chain
03:29
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16 Miles of Chain
T Neilson/ D Davidson
Lower me down into the ground with 16 miles of chain
To find a heart for the man I love, one that wouldn’t stray
Through the door to the devil’s store, from the ashes dark and stained
He pulled out a new black heart with 16 miles of chain
‘Been waiting for you a long time girl’ the heart began to say
'A body freed is all I need and I will never stray’
Through wind and trees it sang to me, ’In love we will remain’
And I fell in love with that new black heart and 16 miles of chain
16 miles of chain, 16 miles of chain
I fell in love with that new black heart
And 16 miles of chain
Come on down from the roof, my dear, see what I have found
Into the chest that I love best, I pushed that black heart down
And in my lovers face I saw betrayal and the pain
And now I’m tied to that cold black heart with 16 miles of chain
16 miles of chain, 16 miles of chain
I paid in blood for that cold black heart
And 16 miles of chain
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7. |
Tell Me That You Love Me
02:03
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TELL ME THAT YOU LOVE ME
T Neilson/ D Davidson
Tell me that you love me
Tell me that you love me
Tell me that you love and you’ll never let me go
Tell me that you’ll kiss me
Tell me that you’ll kiss me
Tel me that you’ll kiss me
And you’ll do it real slow
Please please pretty please, pretty pretty please me
Tease tease don’t you tease, baby don’t you tease me
I’m here, you’re here, both of us are waiting here
I could give a kiss to Mister
Won’t ya be my Baby please
Say, would you say what I wanted you to say
Yesterday, tomorrow or could even be today
No you’ll never get better not in any kind of weather
I’m a real go getter gonna love ya L.O.V.E.
Baby please
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8. |
Any Fool with a Heart
02:43
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ANY FOOL WITH A HEART
T Neilson
I try to speak, tongue-tied and weak
Each time I try to start
Any fool with eyes could see
Any fool with ears could hear
My love for you is oh, so clear
To any fool with a heart
I try to flirt, lipstick and skirts
But I don’t know the art
Any fool with eyes could see
Any fool with ears could hear
My love for you is oh, so clear
To any fool with a heart
You can’t see the forest for the trees
Hear the rhythm pounding in my veins
Pum-pum, like a drum
The oldest love song plays
I just can’t take this hurt, this ache
Each day that we’re apart
Any fool with eyes could see
Any fool with ears could hear
My love for you is oh, so clear
To any fool with a heart
She touched your sleeve
You turn to leave
I wave while you depart
Any fool with eyes could see
Any fool with ears could hear
Your love for her is oh, so clear
To any fool with a heart
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9. |
Sister Mavis
02:44
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10. |
Sleep
02:19
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SLEEP
D. Davidson
Sleep, baby, sleep
Sleep away the heartache
Deep, baby, deep
Fall into the endless night
Wait over day til the dream comes
Close your eyes and fall
Hold your breath in wait as it happens
Sleep, baby, sleep
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–SAVING COUNTRY MUSIC
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