1.Takin' Up
Songwriters：Walker, Billy Joe, Jr.; Pinson, Bobby O
Written：Bobby Pinson and Billy Joe Walker
That Friday night seemed just like any other Friday night,
Jimmy wasn't gonna play.
Sittin' on the bench chompin' at the bit, knowin' he was better.
Five, six, goin' on 6a.
A man went down, Jimmy went in：
Third an' long, first an' ten.
Crowd went wild： 'Touchdown.'
Jimmy said： 'I came to win.'
If you're gonna go, go all the way.
If you're gonna stay, stay in your ground.
If you can't run with the big dogs, big dog,
Let me walk you out.
If you can't lead, let me buy you.
If you won't follow, get out the way：
You're takin' up space.
Shelly had her Daddy's money waitin',
All she had to do was share his chair.
She had a dream that he didn't wanna chase her.
She was a night-school millionaire.
She worked two jobs to pay her way：
Stayed up late to make the grade.
Graduated, super-cool hearted.
PhD the hard way.
If you're gonna go, go all the way.
If you're gonna stay, stay in your ground.
If you can't run with the big dogs, big dog,
Let me walk you out.
If you can't lead, let me buy you.
If you won't follow, get out the way：
You're takin' up space.
Instrumental Break.
Life's too short to live in caution.
Life's too long not to live it all.
Oh, if you're gonna go, go all the way.
If you're gonna stay, stay in your ground.
If you can't run with the big dogs, big dog,
Let me walk you out.
If you can't lead, let me buy you.
If you won't follow, get out the way：
You're takin' up space.
Oh, you're takin' up space.
Get out the way!
2.Wildside
Lyricist：Robert White Johnson, Chris Pelcer, Donnie Van Zant, Johnny
Van Zant
I'm the kind of man that loves all the girls
From debutantes to honky-tonk queens
I've tasted every brand all around the world
But all I see are peaches in my dreams
I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout them southern women
It's a well known fact across the Dixie line
And if a man don't agree I can tell you he's blind
They can drink with the best and the hell with the rest
And if she takes you home you ain't gettin' no rest
I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout them southern women
I'm talkin' 'bout they'll love you so slow them southern women
Them southern girls
They look like angels on Saturday night oh-Lord they got a wild
side
Take you places that you've never been make a man come back
again
Talk about mama's southern belle little girl learned her lesson
well
Ain't no others can cast a spell like the sweet southern women
I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout them southern women
I'm talkin' 'bout they'll love you so slow them southern women
Them southern girls
They look like angels on Saturday night oh-Lord they got a wild
side
Take you places that you've never been make a man come back
again
Talk about mama's southern belle little girl learned her lesson
well
Ain't no others can cast a spell like the sweet southern women
They can make a man feel so proud they can capture him with a
southern style
Little girl learned her lesson well ain't no others can cast a
spell
Like the sweet southern women them southern girls
3.Get What You Got Comin'
Lyricist：Robert White Johnson, Chris Pelcer, Donnie Van Zant, Johnny
Van Zant
Trouble and pain are one and the same
When luck runs out, well it's all about, yeah
When hard times are hard at the end of the day, yeah
You'll get what you got comin'
There's a whole lotta hope in all their gold
What looks like it is could be a friend, yeah
Out of all the lessons we learned to clear the way, yeah
You get what you got comin'
You'll get back what you give
Maybe that's the only way to live
What goes round, now and then
Comes again
(It comes again)
You get what you got comin'
Ah yeah
What you got comin'
What color you like and what does it mean
It's all or nothin', there ain't no in between, no
(There ain't no in between, no)
Leave nothin' to chance 'cause there comes a day, yeah
You'll get what you got comin'
(You're gonna get it, you're gonna get it)
You'll get back what you give
Baby, that's the only way to live
What goes round, now and then
Comes again, oh yeah
You'll get back what you give
Maybe that's the only way to, only way to
What goes round, now and then
It comes again
(It comes again)
You'll get what you got
You'll get what you got
Get what you got comin'
Baby get what you got comin'
(Get what you got, get what you got)
What you got comin'
(Get what you got)
You get what you got comin'
(Get what you got)
No no no
(Get what you got)
You get what you got comin'
(Get what you got)
4.Downright And Dangerous
Lyricist：Bob Britt, Chris Eddy, Donnie Van Zant, Johnny Van Zant
See him ridin' around with his pickup truck
And a rebel flag in the back
He's got a wad of chew stuck in his mouth
And a shotgun in the rack
He's gonna head on down to the Forrest Inn
Where's gonna pick another fight
Like he did last week and the week before
And like he does every Saturday night
'Cause he's downright and dangerous
Downright and dangerous
So I'm telling you son
You better watch your back
'Cause the man don't cut no slack
He's downright and dangerous
He's got a woman at home tired of waiting alone
She's got her own little plan of attack
She's doing 75 down Rodeo in a redneck Cadillac
When she gets into town she's gonna run him down
'Cause he ain't that tough to her
When she walks through the door
They're gonna hit the floor and the rest will be
'Cause she's downright and dangerous
Downright and dangerous
So I'm telling you son
You better watch your back
'Cause the girl don't cut no slack
She's downright and dangerous
Downright and dangerous
Dangerous
Someone grab the phone dial 9-1-1
'Cause they're tearing up the place
I think she's gotta gun everybody run
Get down and cover your face
'Cause they're downright and dangerous
Downright and dangerous
So I'm telling you son you better watch your mouth
He's downright and dangerous
5.Can't Say It Loud Enough
Lyricist：Robert White Johnson, Jim Peterik, Johnnie Van Zant
Some people think that a lie ain't a lie
If you find enough fools to believe it
My daddy said that the truth is the truth
And there just ain't no space in between it
We're all searchin'
For something that is real
Once you have found it
Don't look back, hold on to what you feel
Can't say it loud enough
Can't say it proud enough
Can't feel it deep enough
Whatever you believe
Whatever you believe
I see the eyes of a child bearing fire
In the photo right next to my window
I see the shadow of a man at my side
Feel his spirit each time the wind blows
Follow your heart
Wherever it may lead
Remember who you are
Don't let no one take away your dreams
Can't say it loud enough
Can't say it proud enough
Can't feel it deep enough
Whatever you believe
Whatever you believe
Stand up and shout it out
Believe it without a doubt
Stand to your heart and know that you are
Whatever you believe
Whatever you believe
Whatever you believe
You never know the feeling
No you gotta take the chance
Don't you know the power's in your hands
Some people think that a lie ain't a lie
If you find enough fools to believe it
My daddy said that the truth is the truth
And there just ain't no space in between it
Can't say it loud enough
Can't say it proud enough
Can't feel it deep enough
Whatever you believe
Whatever you believe
Stand up and shout it out
Believe it without a doubt
Stand to your heart and know that you are
Whatever you believe
Whatever you believe
Whatever you believe
Oh, can't say it loud enough
6.Get Right With The Man
Lyricist：Glenn M. Evans
Well, Granddaddy was a hillbilly, scholar blue collar of a man
He came from the school where you didn't need nothing
If you could make it with your own two hands
He was backwoods, backwards, used words like, 'No sir, yes
ma'am'
By God be darned, hell yeah, I'm American
And all the years he walked this Earth, I swear all he did was
work
He said, 'The Devil dreams on an idle horse so you listen to me
squirt
Don't get too high on the bottle and get right with the man
Fight your fights, find the grace in all the things that you
can't change
And help somebody, if you can'
Now, Granny said, 'Son, I'd stick to your gun' and said
'If you believe in something no matter what
'Cause it's better to be hated for who you are
Than be loved for who you're not'
She was 5 feet of concrete
New York born and raised on the slick city street
She'd cold stare you down
Stand her ground, still kickin' and screamin' at 93
I remember just how frail she looked in that hospital bed
Taking her last few breaths of life, smilin' as she said
'Don't get too high on the bottle, just a little sip every now
and then
Fight your fights, find the grace, in all the things that you
can't change
And help somebody if you can and get right with the man'
'I never let a cowboy make the coffee'
Yeah, that's what granny always said to my Granddad
And he'd say, 'Never tell a joke that ain't that funny more than
once
And if you wanna hear God laugh, tell him your plans'
'Don't get too high on the bottle, get right with the man, son
Fight your fights, find the grace in all the things that you
can't change
And help somebody if you can and get right with the man'
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