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Walking, walking
Talking all to my self
Wondering if I died
Would my baby love somebody else
Broke down and crying
I believe I'm born to lose
My clothes are worn out
I got holes all through my shoes
I'm tired and hungry
Walking for many days
Wondering if my baby
Gonna quit her hateful ways
Walking across the country
Trying for to claim a stake
But my baby wants
Every dime I make
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2. |
Alabama Bound
02:58
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I'm Alabama bound
If the train don't stop
Nor turn around
I'm Alabama bound
I like to fuss and fight
Get sloppy drunk
On a bottle of wine
And walk the streets at night
The rooster crowed
To the little red hen
Said 'meet me down
in the old barn yard 'bout half past ten'
The rooster crowed
The hen jumped on a fence
He said 'I can tell by your deep blue eyes
you gotta be convinced'
The rooster crowed
The hen jumped down
She said 'If you want to be my man
you got to run me down'
The preacher preached
He raised up his hand
All the ladies way back in the amen corner
saying 'Go on man.'
The preacher preached
All the ladies moaned
He said 'If you want this collection I got
you gotta follow me home'
The preacher preached
Laid his bible down
Said 'Sorry ladies I sold the church
I'm Alabama bound'
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Dinah
02:26
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Dinah
Is there anyone finer
In the state of Carolina
If you know, show her to me
Dinah
With them Dixie eyes blazing
I love to sit and star gaze in
The eyes of my Dinah Lee
Every night I wake with fright
All because my Dinah might
Change her mind about me
Dinah
If you wander to China
I'd hop an ocean liner
To be with my Dinah Lee
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Pallet
03:40
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Make me down a pallet on your floor
Make me down a pallet soft and low
Make it wide and your good man won't go
Sometimes I'm broke and I ain't got a dime
Sometimes I'm living high on chicken and wine
I'm dreaming about this Alabama woman again
She loves just like a river bends
So 18 wheeler let this rider ride
I don't care if we're driving through the night
I was up this morning and saw a heavenly beam
But it was just a policeman shining a flashlight on me
The police make trouble everywhere I go
When you get to heaven ain't no police there ya know
Make me down a pallet on your floor
Make it wide and your good man won't go
Make me down a pallet on your floor
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Kassie Jones
05:15
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Waiting For A Train
02:13
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I'm all around this water tank
I'm waiting for a train
One thousand miles away from
Sleeping out in the rain
I walked up to a brakeman
Gonna give him a line of talk
He said 'If you got money son
I'll see that you don't walk'
I haven't got me a nickle
Not a penny can I show
'Get off you old railroad bum
And he slammed the boxcar door'
He dropped me off in Texas
A state I dearly love
With the wide open spaces all around me
I got the moon I got the stars above
No body seems to want me
Or to lend me a helping hand
I'm on my way from Frisco
Heading back to Dixie land
My pocket book is empty
But my heart is full of pain
One thousand miles away from home
Waiting for a train
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7. |
Don't Fence Me In
02:19
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Give me land
Lots of land
Under starry skies above
Don't fence me in
Let me ride
Through the wide
Open country that I love
Don't fence me in
Let me be by myself
In the evening breeze
Listen to the murmur
of the cottonwood trees
Send me off forever
But I ask you please
Don't fence me in
Just turn me loose
Let me straddle my own saddle
Underneath the western skies
On my cayuse
Let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountain rise
I want to ride to the ridge
Where the west commences
Gaze at the moon until I loose my senses
I can't stand hobbles
and I can't stand fences
Don't fence me in
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Freight Train
01:53
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Freight Train
Freight Train
Running so fast
Please don't tell em
What train I'm on
Then they'll know
What route I've gone
When I'm dead
And in my grave
No more good times
For me I crave
Lay them stones
At my head and feet
Tell the world
I've gone to sleep
When I'm dead
Bury me deep
Way down on Chestnut St.
So I can hear that old number 9
As she goes rolling by
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9. |
Let's Get Drunk Again
02:15
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I got the whiskey
You got the gin
Let's both drink
Honey get drunk again
'Hey whiskey'
'What'd you say gin?'
Let's both drink
Honey get drunk again
It don't make no difference
How drunk you might be
So long as you don't hold back
Honey from loving me
I got the washboard
You got the tub
Let's put em together
Rub rub rub
'Hey washboard'
'What'd you say tub?'
Let's put em together
Rub rub rub
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10. |
Cottoncandy Girl
01:31
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Well you've heard about the Candyman
He'll stick a stick of candy in your hand
But I don't want no peppermint swirls
I'm gonna see the Cottoncandy Girl
She's down in the shooting gallery
Shooting down the tin cans
Ting ting ting
And if you get all five
She'll give you the cottoncandy prize
Blue and pink and good size round
The sweetest thing in this town
Light and free with an easy sway
Cottoncandy girl don't go away
Look up over yonder
See the moons a silver dollar
Gonna bring it on down
Break it into quarters
So if you can get away
Even just for a spell
I can the the 50 cents
For the carousel
I don't need to see
No trapeze flying around
No elephant that get on one foot
Raise up it's trunk
And blow 'Sweet Georgia Brown'
Cause I got a sweet tooth
For the sweet things you do
I got a sweet tooth for that cotton candy
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Anthony Sutton
Born with the restlessness of the songs he sings, Sutton left his rural Indiana hometown to hitchhike and wander the country at a young age. Anthony has worked primarily as a street musician as many of his musical idols have. To overcome the noise of city sidewalks Sutton’s playing and singing is loud, crisp, and controlled. He has a song and story for every mile. ... more
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