Keepin' Me Up Nights

Asleep At The Wheel Keepin' Me Up Nights Lyrics
1.Keepin' Me Up Nights


2.Boot Scootin' Boogie


3.Dance With Who Brung You

Lyricist:Ray Benson
Writer(s):Ray Benson

You got to dance with who brung you, swing with who swung you,
Don't be a fickle fool,You came here with a gal, who's always
been your
pal, don't leave her for the first unattached girl, it just
ain't cool
You got to dance with who brung you, swing with who swung you,
Life ain't no forty-yard dash, be in it for the long run,
'cause in the long run you'll have more fun, if you dance with
who brung
you to the bash

I had a friend from Texas, he really had some style, he sang
that good
old Western Swing and drove 'em wild
Then a talent scout from Vegas said 'Boy, play and sing this
way'
And in one short year he was broke and in L.A.

You gotta be real careful what you wish for, 'cause you just
might get
the whole darn thing, Be sure what you want is something you can
use-
Or you might wind up half dead, just singing the Blues
Chorus(and end with)
If you dance with who brung you to the bash
Dance with who brung you to the bash


4.Quittin' Time

Lyricist:Ray BensonTim DuBois
Writer(s):Ray BensonTim DuBois

(Oh yeah, it's quittin' time! Let's get outta here!)

Time don't fly, it seems to crawl,
I got my eye on that timeclock on the wall,
I got some plans with the little gal of mine,
Tonight right after quittin' time

Baby, baby don't be late(Don't be late),
I'll meet you at the house at a quarter to eight,
I know a band that'll rock a little place
Gonna boogie woogie, put a smile on your face

I did my time, I paid my dues,
I got all night long to dance and lose these blues,
All day long, it's been on my mind,
Just me and you tonight after quittin' time

Hey, I just can't lose,
When I'm dressed to kill and I got money too,
My old hot rod El Camino sure runs fine,
Gonna drive you wild tonight after quittin' time

Baby, baby don't be late(Don't be late),
I'm sittin' on ready and I hates to wait,
I got a brand new bolo and some blue suede boots,
A hundred dollar hat and a fifty dollar suit

(Yeah baby, it's quittin' time! Let's go!
No man, let it go. We'll do it tomorrow.
Yeah, I'll meet you there. Yeah, c'mon around.
It's quittin time!)


5.Eyes


6.Goin' Home


7.That's The Way Love Is


8.Gone But Not Forgotten


9.You Don't Have To Go To Memphis

Lyricist:Harlan Howard
Writer(s):Harlan Howard

You don't have to go to Memphis to get the Blues
You just fall in love with the kind of women I do
Well I've had me a dozen but I never had me one that
Did not fall through
You don't have to go to Memphis to get the Blues

There she goes, here I stand
Watching good love slip away
Once again, I'm all alone
Love has come and gone

You don't have to go to Memphis to get the Blues
You just fall in love with the kind of women I do
Well I've had me a dozen but I never had me one that
Did not fall through
You don't have to go to Memphis to get the Blues

She moved out, the blues moved in
Where I'm at is lost again
Well, I've been East, and I've been West
And I can attest

You don't have to go to Memphis to get the Blues
You just fall in love with the kind of women I do
Well I've had me a dozen but I never had me one that
Did not fall through
You don't have to go to Memphis to get the Blues
You don't have to go to Memphis to get the Blues


10.Beat Me Daddy(Eight To The Bar)

Lyricist:Don RayeHughie PrinceEleanor Sheehy
Writer(s):Don RayeEleanor SheehyHughie Prince

In a little honky-tonky village in Texas
There's a guy who plays the best piano by far
He can play piano any way that you like it
But the way he likes to play is eight to the bar
When he plays, it's a ball
He's the daddy of them all

The people gather around when he gets on the stand
Then when he plays, he gets a hand
The rhythm he beats puts the cats in a trance
Nobody there bothers to dance
But when he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler out, 'Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar'

A-plink, a-plank, a-plink plank, plink plank
A-plunkin' on the keys
A-riff, a-raff, a-riff raff, riff raff
A-riffin' out with ease
And when he plays with the bass and guitar
They holler out, 'Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar'


11.Texas Fiddle Man


12.Pedernales Stroll