The Hag: Tonight the bottle let me down

Each night I leave the bar room when it's over
Not feeling any pain at closing time
But tonight your memory found me much too sober
Couldn't drink enough to keep you off my mind

Tonight the bottle let me down
And let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought I'd found
Tonight the bottle let me down

BRIDGE

I've always had a bottle I could turn to
And lately I've been turnin' every day
But the wine don't take effect the way it used to
And I'm hurtin' in an old familiar way

Tonight the bottle let me down
And let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought I'd found
Tonight the bottle let me down

OUTRO
Tonight the bottle let me down

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Songwriter: Merle Haggard
The Bottle Let Me Down lyrics
© Sentric Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Kansas City. Fats Domino

SHORT INSTRUMENTAL INTRO

I'm goin' to Kansas City
Kansas City, here I come
I'm goin' to Kansas City
Kansas City, here I come
They got some pretty little women there, and I'm gonna get me one

I'm gonna be standin' on the corner
12th Street and Vine
I'm gonna be standin' on the corner
12th Street and Vine
With my Kansas City baby, and boy, she's really fine

Well, I might take a plane, or I may take a train
If I have to walk, I'm goin' just the same
I'm goin' to Kansas City
Kansas City, here I come
They got some crazy little women there, and I'm gonna get me one

BRIDGE

Well, I might take a plane, I may take a train
If I got to walk, I'm goin' just the same
I'm goin' to Kansas City
Kansas City, here I come

They got some crazy little women there, and I'm gonna get me one

OUTRO
They got some crazy little women there, and I'm gonna get me one
They got some crazy little women there, and I'm gonna get me one

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Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Jerry Leiber / Mike Stoller
Kansas City lyrics © Jerry Leiber Music, Armo Music Corp., Fort Knox Music Co

Doc. Blowin' Down This Road (I Ain't A-Gonna Be Treated This Way)

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Short instrumental intro
I'm blowin' down this old dusty road,
I'm a-blowin' down this old dusty road,
I'm a-blowin' down this old dusty road, Lord, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way.

I'm a-goin' where the water tastes like wine,
I'm a-goin' where the water tastes like wine,
I'm a-goin' where the water tastes like wine, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

I'm a-goin' where the dust storms never blow,
I'm a-goin' where them dust storms never blow,
I'm a-goin' where them dust storms never blow, blow, blow,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

Very brief instrumental break
They say I'm a dust bowl refugee,
Yes, they say I'm a dust bowl refugee,
They say I'm a dust bowl refugee, Lord, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

I'm a-lookin' for a job at honest pay,
I'm a-lookin' for a job at honest pay,
I'm a-lookin' for a job at honest pay, Lord, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

Very brief instrumental break
My children need three square meals a day,
Now, my children need three square meals a day,
My children need three square meals a day, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet,
It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet,
It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my feet, Lord, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

Your two dollar shoe hurts my feet,
Your two dollar shoe hurts my feet,
Yes, your two dollar shoe hurts my feet, Lord, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

I'm a-goin' down this old dusty road,
I'm blowin' down this old dusty road,
I'm a-blowin' down this old dusty road, Lord, Lord,
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this way.

Instrumental outro

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http://www.protestsonglyrics.net/Great_Depression_Songs/Blowing-Down-This-Road.phtml

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First recorded on the Victor record 26619-B, April 26, 1940, by folk protest singer Woody Guthrie.

Carters. Where Moses Stood

Crying Holy unto the Lord
Crying Holy unto the Lord
Oh in that day when the bells don't toll
Crying Holy unto the Lord

Crying Holy unto the Lord
           [Holy unto the Lord]
           [Holy unto the Lord]
Crying Holy unto the Lord
           [Holy unto the Lord]
           [Holy unto the Lord]

Oh, if I could, I surely would
Stand on the rock
(Praise God)
where Moses stood

BREAK

Sinners, run unto the Lord
Sinners, run unto the Lord
Now please don't let this harvest pass
And lose your soul at last

Crying Holy unto the Lord
           [Holy unto the Lord]
           [Holy unto the Lord]
Crying Holy unto the Lord
           [Holy unto the Lord]
           [Holy unto the Lord]

Oh, if I could, I surely would
Stand on the rock
(Praise God)
where Moses stood

SHORT BREAK

Crying Holy unto the Lord
Crying Holy unto the Lord
The four and twenty elders bowing all around the altar
Crying Holy unto the Lord

Crying Holy unto the Lord
           [Holy unto the Lord]
           [Holy unto the Lord]
Crying Holy unto the Lord
           [Holy unto the Lord]
           [Holy unto the Lord]

Oh, if I could, I surely would
Stand on the rock
(Praise God)
where Moses stood

OUTRO

Oh, if I could, I surely would
Stand on the rock
(Praise God)
where Moses stood

Sunshine Superman

INTRO

Sunshine came softly through my a-window today
Could've tripped out easy a-but I've a-changed my ways
It'll take time, I know it but in a while
You're gonna be mine, I know it, we'll do it in style

'Cause I've made my mind up you're going to be mine

I'll tell you right now
Any trick in the book now, baby, all that I can find
Everybody's hustlin' just to have a little scene
When I say we'll be cool I think that you know what I mean
We stood on a beach at sunset, do you remember when

I know a beach where, baby, a-it never ends
When you've made your mind up forever to be mine

[Optional:] Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm

I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind

'Cause I've made my mind up you're going to be mine

I'll tell you right now
Any trick in the book now, baby, that I can find

BREAK

Superman or Green Lantern ain't got a-nothin' on me
I can make like a turtle and dive for your pearls in the sea, yeah
A you-you-you can just sit there a-thinking on your velvet throne
'Bout all the rainbows a-you can a-have for your own

When you've made your mind up forever to be mine

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm

I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind
When you've made your mind up forever to be mine
I'll pick up your hand
I'll pick up your hand

Rockin' pneumonia. Johnny Rivers

LONG INSTRUMENTAL INTRO
I wanna jump but I'm afraid I'll fall
I wanna holler but the joint's too small
Young man rhythm got a hold of me too
I got the rockin' pneumonia and the boogie woogie flu

Want some lovin' babe and that ain't all
I wanna kiss her but she's way too tall
Young man rhythm got a hold of me too
I got the rockin' pneumonia and the boogie woogie flu

Wanna squeeze her but I'm way too low
I would be runnin' but my feets too slow
Young man rhythm got a hold of me too
I got the rockin' pneumonia and the boogie woogie flu


LONGISH BREAK
I wanna squeeze her but I'm way too low
I would be runnin' but my feets too slow
Young man rhythm got a hold of me too
I got the rockin' pneumonia and the boogie woogie flu

Baby comin' now I'm hurryin' home
I know she leavin' cause I'm takin' too long
Young man rhythm got a hold of me too
I got the rockin' pneumonia and the boogie woogie flu

OUTRO
Nice instrumental run with fadeout

Bear Tracks = Ol' Slew Foot

High on the mountain, tell me what you see
Bear tracks, bear tracks looking back at me
Better get your rifle, boy, before it's too late
'Cause a bear's got a little pig and headed thru the gate

He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Running ninety miles an hour, taking thirty feet a jump
Ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he look a lot like me

I saved up my mon' and I bought me some bees
And they started making honey way up in the trees
Cut down the tree, but my honey's all gone
Ole Slew-Foot's done made himself at home

He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Running ninety miles an hour, taking thirty feet a jump
Ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he look a lot like me

Winter's coming on and it's twenty below
And the river's froze over, so where can he go?
We'll chase him up the gulley then we'll run him in the well
And shoot him in the bottom just to listen to him yell

He's big around the middle and he's broad across the rump
Running ninety miles an hour, taking thirty feet a jump
Ain't never been caught, he ain't never been treed
Some folks say he look a lot like me