1.Viva Las Vegas
Lyricist：Doc Pomus, Mort Shuman
Bright light city gonna set my soul
Gonna set my soul on fire
Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn
So get those stakes up higher
There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there
And they're all livin' the devil may care
I'm just the devil with love to spare
So viva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas
Oh, how I wish that there were more
Than twenty-four hours in a day
But even if there were forty more
I wouldn't sleep a minute away
Oh, there's blackjack and poker and the roulette wheel
A fortune won and lost on every deal
All you need's a strong heart and a nerve of steel
So viva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas
Viva Las Vegas with your neon flashin'
And your one-arm bandits crashin'
All those hopes down the drain
Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime
Turnin' nighttime into daytime
If you see it once, you'll never be the same again
Viva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas
I'm gonna keep on the run
I'm gonna have me some fun
If it costs me my very last dime
If I wind up broke,
Oh, well I'll always remember
That I had a swingin' time
I'm gonna give it everything I've got
Lady luck, please let the dice stay hot
Let me shoot a seven with every shot
Oh, viva Las Vegas, up 'til the risin' sun
Viva Las Vegas, everybody's havin' fun
Viva Las Vegas, hey lucky you might be the one
Viva, viva Las Vegas
Boy, the king'll be proud of me, yep
Oh, Jimmy Martin
2.Keep Me from Blowing Away
Lyricist：Paul Craft
I spent my whole lifetime in a world where the sun shines
Than excuses for not stayin' 'round
I squandered my emotions at the slightest of notion
On the first easy woman I found
But soon all the good times, the gay times and the play times
Like colors run together and fade
Lord, if You hear me, touch me and hold me
And keep me from blowing away
There's times when I've trembled when my mind remembers
The days that just crumbled away
With nothing to show but these lines that I know
Are beginning to show in my face
And know, Lord, if You're listening, I'm just a lost Christian
And I ain't got much coming to me
Send down some sunshine, throw out Your lifeline
And keep me from blowing away
Send down some sunshine, and throw out Your lifeline
And keep me from blowing away
3.Don't Tell Mama
Lyricist：Buddy Brock, Jerry Laseter, Kim Williams
I was heading north on Highway 5, on a starlit Sunday night
On a pickup truck driven by me out of control
As I watched in my headlights, he swerved left
Never hit the brakes as he left the road
I found him blind in the grass among the steel and glass
With an empty whiskey bottle by his side
And through the blood and tears, he whispered in my ear
A few last words just before he died
'Don't tell mama I was drinking
Lord knows her soul would never rest
I can't leave this world with mama thinking
I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath'
You know I still think about that night
And how that young boy died
And how others sometimes pay for our mistakes
And you know the last thing on that boys mind
As he left this big cold world behind
Was just knowin' his poor mothers heart would break
Don't tell mama I was drinking
Lord knows her soul would never rest
I can't leave this world with mama thinking
I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath
Don't tell mama I was drinking
4.Being Me
Lyricist：Harley Allen
Mama loved the Bible, daddy loved the bars
So both of them reliable, perhaps the way I are
Got a little devil and an angel around me, lordy dee
Well, okay well I admit it, the only thing
I'm really good at's being me, lordy dee
I'm a semi educated, honky tonkin' fool
Jack Bean's sedated, rated redneck, kinda cool
My hero is a country poet, who never even heard of me, lordy dee
Well, okay wellI admit it, the only thing
I'm really good at's being me, lordy dee
Tried to be a husband, tried to play it straight
In three weeks she'd changed her mind that we should procreate
Tried to work a day job, I gave up my guitar
And we both started bookin' me back in the music bars
Well, okay well I admit it, the only thing
I'm really good at's being me, lordy dee
I got a bunch of serpents underneath my clothes
That's where all those classy girls touched you, a ten feet pole
Got a little devil and an angel around me, lordy dee
Well, okay well I admit it, the only thing
I'm really good at is being me, lordy dee
Tried to be a husband, tried to play it straight
In three weeks she'd changed her mind that we should procreate
Tried to work a day job, I gave up my guitar
And we both started bookin' me back in the music bars
Well, okay well I admit it , the only thing
I'm really good at's being me, lordy dee
Well, okay I admit it, the only thing
I'm really good at's being me, lordy dee
Oh, lordy dee
Lordy dee
Lordy dee
5.Hoedown in Motown
Lyricist：Harley Allen, Steve Wariner
I was born and raised down in the south
You know it as soon as I open my mouth
All those cotton fields have blown away
Unless you're rich there ain't no reason to stay
I'm up in each road in this factory
Leaving her back home is killing me
I told my baby I'm a homesick man
She said I'll bring you up some Dixieland
There'll be a hoedown in Motown tonight
She's gonna bring some southern sun to these northern skies
We'll make sweet tea and some good fried chicken
Ohh, it's gonna be so finger liking
There'll be a hoedown in Motown tonight
All my buddies say I'm country square
Told her I used to get locked up in here
I said, you know there are some real cool cats
But when they see you they forget all that
They all listen to that hip hop rap
There ain't n way you can dance to that
When you get out that on violin
You're gonna show more some fiddling
There'll be a hoedown in Motown tonight
She's gonna bring some southern sun to these northern skies
We'll make sweet tea and some good fried chicken
Ohh, it's gonna be so finger liking
There'll be a hoedown in Motown tonight
We'll make sweet tea and some good fried chicken
Yeah, it's gonna be so finger liking
There'll be a hoedown in Motown tonight
There's gonna be this hoedown in Motown tonight
6.Me ＆ John ＆ Paul
Lyricist：Harley Allen
Johnny lived next door to me and Paul lived down the block
We'd meet each day at my house, sharp at six o'clock
We'd race our bikes to school and Paul would always win
Johnny said that's 'cause we're nine and Paul had just turned to
ten
First day of high school on my way to my first class
Three football players said, 'They wouldn't let me pass'
I set my books down and I rolled up my sleeves
And then I noticed there was two boys next to me
It was me and John and Paul
Best friends you ever saw
All for one and one for all
It was me and John and Paul
I wonder why they call it graduation day
Its more like a funeral or youth that's passed away
Paul said, 'He's leaving for the army in two weeks'
Johnny said, 'Lets go to town and make the memories'
It was me and John and Paul
Best friends you ever saw
All for one and one for all
It was me and John and Paul
Years later, I heard Paul came back from the Gulf War
I flew up to Tennessee to visit him once more
It didn't shock me, none to hear that he'd been brave
He'd lost his own life but another one was saved
I waited by a tree till everyone had left
I went up and said a prayer where my pal slept
And then I heard a voice I hadn't heard in years
I didn't need to turn around I knew just who was there
It was me and John and Paul
Best friends you ever saw
All for one and one for all
It was me and John and Paul
It was me and John and Paul
Best friends you ever saw
All for one and one for all
It was me and John and Paul
7.Long List of Heartaches
Lyricist：Jamie Johnson, Matt Lindsey, Rich Wayland
You're at the top of my long list of heartaches
Right out there with the worst of the worst I've ever known
A real master of disaster, you're my number one mistake
And you're holding down your spark
At the top of my long list of heartaches
When we first met I knew you were a cut above the rest
With mere determination you've proved to be the best
They'll be singing your praises a hundred years from now
Congratulations, well, here's to you, stand up, take a bow
You're at the top of my long list of heartaches
Right out there with the worst of the worst I've ever known
A real master of disaster, you're my number one mistake
And you're holding down your spark
At the top of my long list of heartaches
My world's been torn to pieces more than a time or two
But nothing could prepare me for the things you put me through
When I compare my love's gone wrong, I think it's safe to say
No competition, or next to you, you've blown 'em all away
You're at the top of my long list of heartaches
Right out there with the worst of the worst I've ever known
A real master of disaster, you're my number one mistake
And you're holding down your spark
At the top of my long list of heartaches
A real master of disaster, you're my number one mistake
And you're holding down your spark
At the top of my long list of heartaches
8.Satan And Grandma
Lyricist：Craig Allen Monday, Chris Allen Wallin
Satan knew my grandma well
He could hear her prayers clear down in hell
He'd get so mad he'd burn his self
Satan knew my grandma well
He tried his best to test her faith
He sent grandpa to his grave
And he talked her into blaming herself
Satan knew my grandma well
With a Bible for her sword and shield
She fought him on the battlefield
Kneeled down beside her bed
For hours on that tear stained floor
'Til he couldn't take anymore
He even prayed to hear her say amen
Satan knew my grandma well
He could hear her prayers clear down in hell
She made him wish he never fell
Satan knew my grandma well
I was 6 years old in Sylvan Park
Satan tried to get me in his car
But he sped away when he heard her yell
Satan knew my grandma well
With a Bible for her sword and shield
She fought him on the battlefield
Kneeled down beside her bed
For hours on that tear stained floor
'Til he couldn't take anymore
He even prayed to hear her say amen
Satan sighed with great relief
The day that grandma got her wings
And she's somewhere she can finally rest
Satan knew my grandma well
Jesus knows my grandma best
9.White Lightning
Lyricist：J.p. Richardson
In North Carolina, way back in the hills
Me and my old pappy had a hand in a field
We brewed white lightnin' 'til the sun went down
Fill him a jug and he'd pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasin', pappy's corn squeezin'
White lightnin'
Well, the G men, T men, revenuers, too
Searchin' for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin' to book him
But my pappy kept a-cookin', white lightnin'
Well, I asked my old pappy why he called his brew
White lightnin' 'stead of mountain dew
Took a little sip and right away I knew
As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue
Lightnin' started flashin', thunder started crashin'
White lightnin'
Well, the G men, T men, revenuers, too
Searchin' for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin' to book him
But my pappy kept a-cookin', white lightnin'
Now a city slicker came and he said, 'I'm tough'
I think I wanna taste that powerful stuff
He took one glug and drank it right down
I heard him a moaning as he hit the ground
Mighty, mighty pleasin, pappy's corn squeezin'
White lightnin'
Well, the G men, T men, revenuers, too
Searchin' for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin' to book him
But my pappy kept a-cookin', white lightnin'
10.Hard Times
My boss thinks that I'm his tool and I guess that he is right
Uses me like the shovel in my hand
But if this shovel was as strong, it would'nt hold a doughnut
nut
I guess that's why that I'm important to that man
Hard times, hard times
Knockin', knockin', knockin', knockin' on my door
Hard times, hard times
But I don't care very much anymore
Hard times, hard times
I think I'd give anything if I didn't have to work
I get so tired that I just can't take a breath
But I'm smart enough to know that I'm not so very smart
If I don't work I guess I'll drink myself to death
Hard times, hard times
Knockin', knockin', knockin', knockin' on my door
Hard times, hard times
But I don't care very much anymore
Hard times, hard times
Now once I whiled my hours thinking deep and simple thoughts
Thirsting for a way to be a great big man
But all my thirsting for these things, I have now learned how to
quench
With a drink of water from an old tin can
Hard times, hard times
Knockin', knockin', knockin', knockin' on my door
Hard times, hard times
But I don't care very much anymore
Hard times, hard times
Hard times, hard times
Knockin', knockin', knockin', knockin' on my door
Hard times, hard times
But I don't care very much anymore
Hard times, hard times, hard times
11.Roll Muddy River
Roll muddy river, roll on muddy river
Roll on muddy river, roll on muddy river
I've got a notion you go to the ocean
Roll on muddy river, roll on muddy river
I've got a baby in Tennessee
Who's long been awaiting for a little ole me
Roll muddy river, roll on muddy river
Roll on muddy river, roll on
New Orleans or the Old Saint Louie
Stop in Memphis, Minneapolis
Back in Nashville I'll be through
So roll muddy river, roll on muddy river
Roll on
Roll muddy river, roll on muddy river
Roll on muddy river, roll on muddy river
I've got a notion you go to the ocean
Roll on muddy river, roll on muddy river
I've got a baby in Tennessee
Who's long been awaiting for a little ole me
Roll muddy river, roll on muddy river
Roll on muddy river, roll on
Well, I love you but you just call it fate
You and I are gonna separate
You'll be here but she won't wait
So roll muddy river, roll on muddy river
Roll on
Roll muddy river, roll on muddy river
Roll on muddy river, roll on muddy river
I've got a notion you go to the ocean
Roll on muddy river, roll on
I've got a baby in Tennessee
Who's long been awaiting for a little ole me
Roll muddy river, roll on muddy river
Roll on muddy river, roll on
Roll muddy river, roll on muddy river
Roll on muddy river, roll on
12.Home
Turn your head and look down the road
There's a story to be told of home
No one with more love to share
Mom and dad are waiting there, home
I was taught some long ago
To keep your eyes upon the goal, home
When you die, if you live right
You spend each and every night, home
No one with more love to share
I've got love who's waiting there, home
Now when we finish with this song
We'll back up and get along home
13.Will You Be Loving Another Man
Now will you love me little darling
When I'm in some other land
When you know I can't be with you
Will you be loving another man？
Will you be loving another man？
Will you be loving another man？
When I return, will you be waiting
Or will you be loving another man？
Now don't come crying on my shoulders
Telling me love is grand
Then when I'm out of sight here
You'll be loving another man
Will you be loving another man？
Will you be loving another man？
When I return, will you be waiting
Or will you be loving another man？
Now if I find this to be true dear
I want you to please understand
When I've turned don't say you're sorry
Just keep on loving the other man
Will you be loving another man？
Will you be loving another man？
When I return, will you be waiting
Or will you be loving another man？
Will you be loving another man？
Will you be loving another man？
When I return, will you be waiting
Or will you be loving another man？
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