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That's How They Do It In Dixie

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1.	That's How They Do It In Dixie	That's How They Do It In Dixie 1. That's How They Do It In Dixie (w/Gretchen Wilson , Big & Rich & Van Zant) Cut-off jeans an' cowboy boots, Long blonde hair an' dark brown roots. Lord, pinch me: That's how they do it in Dixie. Electric slidin' on a sawdust floor, Long-neck chaser for a, Shot of hard core whiskey: That's how they do it in Dixie. Little red Geo, stickers on the window says "Sugar n' spice. Baby, crank the bass up, ride it till you shake up Those pink fur dice. Oh, ain't that nice. Down to the river to go for a dip. Rollin' them Levis off of her hip. Goin' Big Kenny skinny: That's how they do it in Dixie. Splish-splash. Instrumental Break. Watermelon lip-gloss, kiss beneath the swamp moss, On a moonlit night. Bubble gum perfume, well placed tattoo, Above her hiney, high. (Oh my.) Belly button danglin', a twenty minute tan. You know, I'll go on Jerry Springer if you hit on my man. That girl will throw a hissy. That's how they do it in Dixie. Cut-off jeans an' cowboy boots, Long blonde hair an' dark brown roots. Lord, pinch me: That's how they do it in Dixie: Yeah, yeah now. Y'all, that's how we do it in Dixie. Whoo I love them girls man. In Dixie. That's how they do it in Dixie. That's right, class, that's how we do it in Dixie. Y'all, that's how we do it in Dixie. Bocephus for president. President of the honky-tonk. Aw, had some good rowdy friends on this one. Lyrics
2.	Family Tradition	Family Tradition Family Tradition Country music singers have always been a real close family But lately some of my kin folks have disowned a few others and me I guess its because I kinda changed my direction Lord, I guess I went and broke their family tradition They get on me, wanna know Hank, why do you drink Hank, why do you roll smoke Why must you live out the songs that you wrote Over and over everybody made my prediction So if I get stoned I'm just carryin on an old family tradition I am very proud of my Daddy's name Although his kinda music and mine ain't exactly the same Stop and think it over, put yourself in my position If I get stoned and sing all night long It's a family tradition So don't ask me, Hank, why do you drink Hank, why do you roll smoke Why must you live out the songs that you wrote If I'm down in a honkytonk Some old slicks tryin to give me friction I say leave me alone I'm singin all night long It's a family tradition Whooo Lordy, I have loved some ladies And I have loved Jim Beam And they both tried to kill me in 1973 And when that doctor asked me Son, how did you get in this condition I said, hey, sawbones I'm just carryin on An old family tradition So don't ask me, Hank, why do you drink Hank, why do you roll smoke Why must you live out the songs that you wrote Stop and think it over Try and put yourself in my unique position If I get stoned and sing all night long It's just a family tradition Lyrics
3.	All My Rowdy Friends Are Coming Over Tonight	All My Rowdy Friends Are Coming Over Tonight All My Rowdy Friends Are Coming Over Tonight I got ketchup on my blue jeans, I just burnt my hand Lord, it's hard to be a bachelor man I got girls that can cook, I got girls that can clean I got girls that can do anything in between I got to get ready, make everything right Cause all my rowdy friends are comin over tonight Do you want a drink, hey, do you want to party Hey, honey, this is ole Hank, ready to get the thing started We cooked the pig in the ground, got some beer on ice And all my rowdy friends are comin over tonight Now, my party pad is out in the woods It's a long, long way from here to Hollywood But I got some natural queens out on the floor And ole Miss Mississippi just walked through the door Got a little wirlpool just made for ten And you can jump out and you can jump in You can do anything that you wanna do But, uh-uhh, don't you step on my cowboy boots Do you want to drink, hey do you want to party Hey, this is ole Hank, ready to get this summer started I cooked a pig in the ground, we got some beer on ice And all my rowdy friends are comin over tonight Do you want to drink, hey, do you want to party Hey, hey, this is rockin, Randall Hank Ready to get the summer time started We cooked the pig in the ground We got some beer on ice All my rowdy friends are comin over tonight That's right, come on in Lyrics
4.	Country Boy Can Survive	Country Boy Can Survive A Country Boy Can Survive The preacher man says it’s the end of time And the Mississippi River she’s a goin’ dry The interest is up and the Stock Markets down And you only get mugged If you go down town I live back in the woods, you see A woman and the kids, and the dogs and me I got a shotgun rifle and a 4-wheel drive And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive I can plow a field all day long I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too Ain’t too many things these ole boys can’t do We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive Because you can’t starve us out And you cant makes us run Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun And we say grace and we say Ma’am And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn We came from the West Virginia coalmines And the Rocky Mountains and the and the western skies And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive I had a good friend in New York City He never called me by my name, just hillbilly My grandpa taught me how to live off the land And his taught him to be a businessman He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights And I’d send him some homemade wine But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife For 43 dollars my friend lost his life Id love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes And shoot him with my old 45 Cause a country boy can survive Country folks can survive Cause you can’t starve us out and you can’t make us run Cause one-of- ‘em old boys raisin ole shotgun And we say grace and we say Ma’am And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn We’re from North California and south Alabam And little towns all around this land And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive Lyrics
5.	Whiskey Bent and Hell Bound	Whiskey Bent and Hell Bound Whiskey Bent and Hell Bound I've got a good woman at home Who thinks I do no wrong But sometimes, Lord, she just ain't always around And you know that's when I fall Now I can't help myself at all And I get whiskey bent and hell bound Play me some songs about a ramblin man Put a cold one in my hand Cause you know I love to hear those guitar sounds Don't you play, I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry Cause I'll get all balled up inside And I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound Sure enough about closin time About stoned out of my mind And I end up with some honkytonk special I found Just as sure as the mornin sun comes Thinkin of my sweet girl at home And I need to get whiskey bent and hell bound Play me the songs about ramblin man Put old Jim Beam in my hand Cause you know I still love to get drunk And hear country sounds But don't you play, Your Cheatin Heart Cause that'll tear me all apart I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound Yeah, old Hank's songs Always make me feel low down Lyrics
6.	Tear in My Beer	Tear in My Beer Tear in My Beer Hank Jr: There's a tear in my beer Cause I'm cryin for you, dear You are on my lonely mind Into these last nine beers I have shed a million tears You are on my lonely mind I'm gonna keep drinkin until I'm petrified And then maybe these tears will leave my eyes There's a tear in my beer Cause I'm crying for you dear You are on my lonely mind Hank Sr: Last night I walked the floor And the night before Both: You are on my lonely mind Hank Sr: It seems my life is through And I'm so doggone blue Both: You are on my lonely mind Hank Sr: I'm gonna keep drinkin til I can't move a toe And then maybe my heart won't hurt me so Both: There's a tear in my beer Cause I'm cryin for you dear You are on my lonely mind Hank Sr: Lord, I've tried and I've tried But my tears I can't hide Both: You are on my lonely mind Hank Sr: All these blues that I've found Have really got me down Both: You are on my lonely mind I'm gonna keep drinkin til I can't even think Cause in the last week I ain't slept a wink There's a tear in my beer Cause I'm crying for you dear You are on my lonely mind Lyrics
7.	If Heaven Ain't a Lot Like Dixie	If Heaven Ain't a Lot Like Dixie If Heaven Ain't a Lot Like Dixie If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I don't wanna go If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I'd just as soon stay home I was one of the chosen few To be born in Alabam I'm just alike my daddy's son I'm proud of who I am I went through a lot of good women And shook old Jim Beam's hand If I never see the pearly gates I've walked through the promised land If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I don't wanna go If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I'd just as soon stay home If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry Like they do in Tennessee Just send me to hell or New York City It would be about the same to me I've got wild honey trees and crazy little weeds Growin around my shack These dusty roads ain't streets of gold But I'm a happy right where I'm at All these pretty little southern belles Are a country boy's dream They ain't got wings or halos But they sure look good to me If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I don't wanna go If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I'd just as soon stay home If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I don't wanna go If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I'd just as soon stay home If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry Like they do in Tennessee Just send me to hell or New York City It would be about the same to me If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I don't wanna go If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I'd just as soon stay home If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I don't wanna go If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie I'd just as soon stay home If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry Like they do in Tennessee Just send me to hell or New York City It would be about the same to me Lyrics
8.	Born to Boogie	Born to Boogie Born to Boogie Well, my momma met my daddy down in Alabama They tied the knot so here I am Born on the bayou on the Texas Line Loved Louisanana and raised on Jabalaya Now before I could walk I had a guitar in my hand By the time I could talk I had my own band Went on the road when I was eight years old When I turned fifteen I was stealing the show Money to burn and the girls were pretty It didn't take me long to learn that I was born to boogie When I was eighteen I went to Hollywood I met Elvis, Marilyn and Johnny B. Goode Got my guitar painted in the California sun A red cadillac having to much fun Now we were playing them halls and jamming then Until they moved me on over to MGM They said this is the boy we've been telling you about He lit a cigar and stuck his hand out He said son, have we got a deal for you Gonna make you a star give you fifty thousand too. I told him my Momma didn't raise no fool. I'll take your money I'll make you a movie But I can tell ya right now I am born to boogie Well, my name is Bocephus I drink whiskey by the gallon And I never back down and I love a good challenge What I do now is what I did then I like to get down with all my rowdy friends Now I can be sweet and I can be Mean I still got my hat and I still wear my jeans My shades are chromo My guitar is steal I you think I won't then believe me I will Get down on you baby because I ain't no rookie I was put here to party and I was born to boogie Lyrics
9.	Women I've Ever Had	Women I've Ever Had Women I've Ever Had like to play my music and have good time I love to hear no train rolling down the line I am into happy and I don't like sad I like to have women I never had I'll take a little smoke and a lot of wine I get high and I call old friends of mine I like the sweet young things and Old Grandad And I like to have women I've never had I like to ride my hoses and shoot my gun You know a cowboy's work is just never done I am in to bacics and I don't like fads And I like to have women I never had Hey, I don't mean to ever do anybody no wrong I was just born the son of a singer of songs I do things that makes some people mad And I like to have women I never had Lyrics
10.	Country State of Mind	Country State of Mind Country State of Mind That hot old summer sun make you beg for your next breath So you best be on the creek bank laid in the shade Chewin on a hickory twig, pass that bottle, I'll have me a swig I ain't got a lot, but I think I got it made, in the shade I'm just laid up here in a country state of mind Catchin these fish like they're goin out of style Drinkin this homemade wine Hey, if the sun don't come up tomorrow People, I've had a good time I’m just laid up here in a country state of mind I bet the old man's in the kitchen He's got my kind of music on his radio Oh, drinkin his beer and dialin up the request line Momma and old Aunt Joan Probably in the dining room tryin to use the phone Me, I'm thinkin about that girl and later tonight Oh, yeah I'm just laid up here in a country state of mind Hey, I'm atchin these fish like they're goin out of style I'm drinkin this homemade wine And if the sun don't come up tomorrow People, I've had a good time I’m just laid up here in a country state of mind You know, the red necks and the hippies They are in their discos and honkytonks Somewhere between raising hell and amazing grace Lord, I know just how they feel You gotta get out and kick up your heels And ain't it great to be livin in the USA Me, I'm laid up here in a country state of mind Catchin these fish like they're goin out of style And drinkin this homemade wine, all the time If the sun don't shine tomorrow People, I have had a good time I’m just laid up here in a country state of mind (I know where Hank Jr is) Yodel-ay-ee-oh, yodel-ay-ee-oh Yodel-ay-ee-hee Hee, hee Lyrics
11.	My Name Is Bocephus	My Name Is Bocephus My Name Is Bocephus I just came in here to have some whiskey and beer And say howdy to you all You all know me, it's Hank Williams, Jr, you see Hat and shades, beard and all Now I have heard, mmm hmm, I've gotten the word About all these silly imposters runnin around Let me tell you somethin now they ain't real They got no scars, they got no feel Why they don't know nothin about whiskey bent and hellbound Now I'm looking for a lover and I'm looking for some fun My name is Bocephus I'm a son of a gun Some of us are born with it, some of us don't ever, ever get it Thank God I'm a guitar man, and it's true I love the money And it's true I love all the honeys But the thing I really love is to get down with the band Not everybody loves me But those that do will fight Right to the end they're guitar friends From legendary Saturday Nights I learned something from Lynyrd Skynyrd From my Daddy and Ernest Tubb too I do country rock, I do blues Now I'm looking for a lover And I'm going to have some fun Oh, my name is Bocephus And I'm a son of a gun Some of us are born with it Some of em don't ever, ever get it Thank God I'm a guitar man Oh, it's true I love the money And I really, really love the honeys But the thing I really love is to get down with the band Lyrics
12.	Stirrin' It Up	Stirrin' It Up Stirrin' It Up All the talk shows, you know, geniouses and experts Looking to lay some blame Some on the left and some on the right Playing that controversy game I'm not in a real cheery mood so I think I'll call them up And them em, why don't you play some blues And both sides shut up But do we just love trouble Ain't the world got enough Without y'all stirrin it up I am from the old school Cowboy hat, sure enough Too damn old to change horses now Cause I would probably fall off I'm a little whiskey bent and slowed my roll And if you ain't real sure about me Why don't you take it up with Gretchen and Tim Rockin Shawn Hannity But you just love trouble Ain't the world got enough Without y'all stirrin it up Back off So some celeb has teed y'all off Well, I get teed off too Why didn't you know that you're supposed To except our point of view I have learned at the school of hard knocks Things change quite a bit Folks get all jacked up I don't really give a ... darn I got a little child and a fishing pole A can of worms and a boat I'm goin down to the river now And let all my problems float Yeah, I've mellowed a lot And I don't jump into things like I used to Hey, what'd you say Why, you son of a gun Now see what you made me do I don't want no trouble Ain't the world got enough Without y'all stirrin it up Stirrin it up Let the pot simmer (stirrin it up) Let the dust settle (stirrin it up) Let's try and get along And it'll be more better (Stirrin it, stirrin it, stirrin it up) (Stirrin it up) sick em, Rush (Stirrin it up) jump in there, Bill Stir it up, Shawn (Stirrin it up) (Stirrin it up) Lyrics

I'm One of You

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1.	Amos Moses	Amos Moses Amos Moses Spoken: Here come Amos Now Amos Moses was a Cajun He lived by himself in the swamp He hunted alligator for a living He just knock them in the head with a stump Louisiana law gonna get ya Amos It ain't legal huntin alligator Down in the swamp now Well everyone blamed his old man For making him mean as a snake When Amos Moses was a boy His Daddy would use him for alligator bait tie a rope the neck and chunk him out in the swamp Alligator bait in a Louisiana bayou About 45 minutes southeast of Tibado Louisiana Lived a man named Doc Mill Sap And his pretty white Hannah They raised up a son who could Eat his weight in groceries They named him after a man of cloth Called him Amos Moses Now the folks around South Louisiana Thought Amos was a hell of a man He could trap the biggest meanest alligator And just use one hand Thats all he got left Cause the alligator bit it Left on gone, clean up to the elbow Well the sheriff got wind that Amos Was in the swamp hutnin alligator skin So he snuck in the swamp Tried to get the boy And he never came out again Well I wonder where the Louisiana sheriff went too? You can sure get lost in the Louisiana bayou About 45 minutes southeast of Tibado Louisiana Lived a man named Doc Mill Sap And his pretty white Hannah They raised up a son who could Eat his weight in groceries They named him after a man of cloth Called him Amos Moses Sit down on em Amos About 45 minutes southeast of Tibado Louisiana Lived a man named Doc Mill Sap And his pretty white Hannah They raised up a son who could Eat his weight in groceries They named him after a man of cloth Called him Amos Moses His name is Amos Moses Amos Amos Amos Moses Lyrics
2.	Liquor to Like Her	Liquor to Like Her Liquor to Like Her It takes a whole lot of liquor To like her Thats why I drink all the time It takes a whole lot of liquor To like her But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine She wants to tell me where to go Tell me what to do Tell me what to eat And how loud I can chew She even wants to tell me What thoughts I oughta think It used to drive me crazy Till it drove me to drink It takes a whole lot of liquor To like her Thats why I drink all the time It takes a whole lot of liquor To like her But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine Well shes such a pretty thing You'd think shes heaven sent She's the quarrelsome kind Love's an argument She could yell all day She can scream all night I just sit there smilin As high as a kite It takes a whole lot of liquor To like her Thats why I drinking all the time It takes a whole lot of liquor To like her But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine This drinking buddy of mine Said he met a girl Said she was the meanest Woman in the world I saw her pretty picture I said man your poking fun Then the day I met her I said pour me one It takes a whole lot of liquor To like her Thats why I drink all the time It takes a whole lot of liquor To like her But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine You may look down your nose at me Think I'm an old sorry Son of a bean The only way I'm giving up My drinking glass is if I can Find a way to get her off my back Spoken: Your wife's on the phone. Little brown jug upon my lips Your saving our love With every sip It takes a whole lot of liquor To like her Thats why I drink all the time It takes a whole lot of liquor To like her But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine Every time I get sober She drives me out of my mind It takes a whole lot of liquor To like her But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine But when I'm liquored up I like her just fine But when I'm liquored up Hell I love her Lyrics
3.	Just Enough to Get in Trouble	Just Enough to Get in Trouble Just Enough to Get in Trouble I've been down my share of Country roads, boulevards, and interstates I kinda know my way around A little bout a lot of things I know what the cards say Sometimes the hard way It looks so easy My curiosity always gets me in a ditch What really happens if You turn that knob Or flip that switch Something I shouldn't do Why you already knew Thats all been taught to me I know just enough to get in trouble And thats just enough to understand That the more I know The more I'm sure Someday it's gonna do me in Yeah when my time comes And I'm dead and gone Let em put it on my tombstone He knew just enough to get in trouble But not enough to leave it alone They got a book somewhere On everything a woman wants Bout how and when and where And why they will And why they won't Thats complicated stuff And when it comes to love I'm still learning I know just enough to get in trouble And thats just enough to understand That the more I know The more I'm sure Someday it's gonna do me in Yeah when my time comes And I'm dead and gone Let em write it on my tombstone He knew just enough to get in trouble But not enough to leave it alone Waylon always told me Son everybody makes mistakes And how come it's always me Standing there when something breaks Yeah I know just enough to get in trouble And thats just enough to understand That the more I know The more I'm sure Someday it's gonna do me in Yeah when my time comes And I'm dead and gone Let em write it on my tombstone Here lies just enough to get in trouble But not enough to leave it alone He knew just enough to get in trouble But not quite enough to leave it alone Lyrics
4.	I'm One of You	I'm One of You I'm One of You They say it takes more now To do what our Mom & Daddy's did They made it look so easy Working hard and raising kids If you get in trouble at school You got in trouble at home You can't outrun mommas wooden spoon Or the principles telephone Raise your hand if you only had Three channels on TV And that little town That kept you down Is where you wanna be Yeah I'm one of you Yeah I'm one of you No your not by yourself There's somebody else Who's been there too If you still wish you still had Some growing up to do Your one of me And I'm one of you Tell the truth Do you still wonder How fast your car will go When Sweet Home Alabama Comes on the radio I bet Jesus, and your momma Now their way up there On your mind Anytime you take a sip Or you walk across the line If you understand why your old man Said the whole worlds gone to hell But you still believe the American Dream Is alive and well I'm one of you Yeah I'm one of you No your not by yourself There's somebody here Who's been there too I know what ya thinking What ya drink And I know why you do Your one of me Yeah and I'm one of you Do you feel a little bit Out of touch Or politically incorrect Then you and me both agree What did you expect I'm one of you Yeah I'm one of you No, No your not by yourself There's somebody else Who's been there too I know what you think About the good 'ol Red, White, and Blue Your one of me And I'm one of you Your one of me And I'm one of you Lyrics
5.	What's on the Bar	What's on the Bar What's on the Bar Whats on the movies Whats on the tube Whats on a woman's mind I don't have a clue Whats with this cell phone What the hell is wrong With my car I think I'll go in here Check it out And see whats on the bar What is the game plan Whats with this job Whats the problem at home Thats the problem by far Whats a matter with me Drinking friends let me Tell you the truth I've been close to love But no cigar So tell me whats on the bar Do you have a little Jim Beam Do you have a little green Jack Do you have a little coke and ice So I can knock it on back And when I get back from the dance floor My number one prior Is whats a girl And whats on the bar Can you make a Margarita Do you have a glass tall Do you have a bad that knows How to play an old Jimmy Reeves song Would you like to know the hot spots The best places by far Can't recommend whats on the menu But I know whats on the bar Whats on your mind Whats in your heart Well thats the difference in a Happy kind of life Or just falling apart Do you wanna know the hot spots I know 'em near and far I don't know whats on the menu But I know whats on the bar Do you have a little Jim Beam Do you have a little green Jack Do you have a little coke and ice So I can knock them both back And when I get back from the dance floor My number one prior Is hello baby And whats on the bar Whats a girl And whats on the bar Lyrics
6.	Games People Play	Games People Play Games People Play Oh the games people play now Every night and every day now Never meaning what they say now Never saying what they mean So they while away the hours In their ivory towers Till there covered up with flowers In the back of a black limousine Talkin bout you and me And the games people play Oh we make one another cry Break our heart Then we say goodbye Cause our heart say We hope to die Let the other one to blame Neither one will ever give in So were gazing at an 8 by 10 Thinking bout the way It might have been Its a dirty, rotten, shame Talkin bout you and me And the games people play People walking up to ya Sayin glory, hallelujah And they try to sock it to ya In the name of the Lord They gonna teach you How to meditate Read your horoscope And cheat your faith And furthermore to hell with hate Come on and get on board Talkin bout you and me And the games people play Look around tell me What you see Whats happening to you and me God grant me the serenity To remember who I am Cause your giving up your sanity For your pride and your vanity Turn your back on humanity And you don't give a damn Talkin bout you and me And the games people play (Repeat till end) Lyrics
7.	Waylon's Guitar	Waylon's Guitar Waylon's Guitar Mr. Cash has got that lic America loves. Hank's songs came direct from heaven above. But the music I got strait from the hoase's mouth. Yeah Waylon's guitar had that sound. I got my first lesson from him around seventy-three. He didn't lonesome or honoree to me. He was about the nicest guy I've ever met on the road. Yeah Waylon's guitar could carry the load. "You've gotta take that E string Hank and turn it down" "You've gotta have that half time beat that walks around" Now I love Eric and Keith and theres alot of hot hands around. But Waylon's guitar had that sound. Yeah. "You've gotta get a Finder Telle and dress it in black." "Put leather all around it, so your buckel won't scratch the back" Now I'm into Eric and Keith and theres alot of hot hands around. But Waylons Guitar had that sound. You've gotta get a Finder Tellercaster and dress it in black! Put leather all around it, so a cowboy wont scratch the back! Says: You know how them cowboys are. Lyrics
8.	Why Can't We All Just Get a Long Neck	Why Can't We All Just Get a Long Neck Why Can't We All Just Get a Long Neck (Jambalaya) This crime in the city streets Always trouble in the middle east How’d they let things get so out of hand Just watchin’ the evening news that would give anybody the blues The more I know, I think the less I understand Chorus: Oh Why can’t we all just get a long (neck) And make a toast to peace and harmony Why, Why can’t we all just get a long (neck) And see how good getting a long might be I’d like buy the world around In the honky tonk neutral ground So we can see that on the inside we’re all the same Pop a top and let the good times pour Til we forget what we was fightin for I’ll ask again can someone please explain CHORUS As different as we may be We’re all one big family Cuz if we just agree we’re gunna disagree CHORUS …and see how good getting along could be…. Lyrics
9.	American Offline
10.	Guitar Money
11.	Devil in the Bottle	Devil in the Bottle Devil in a Bottle I come home late at night with my boots in my hands. Stumble in the back door, being quiet as I can. And I know she's there in bed, cold and all alone, And she's crying because I'm breaking up our home. And she knows the hell I'm goin' through, In this world inside my head. There's a devil in the bottle, Lord, And he wants to see me dead. I fall into her arms. She helps me with my clothes. Guess she stays on with me 'cause she really knows, That I'm tryin', Lord, to find my freedom, By escaping to the only freedom I've ever known. And she knows this hell I'm goin' through, In this world inside my head. There's a devil in the bottle, And he won't rest until I'm dead. There's a devil livin' in the bottle, Lord, And he wants to see me dead. And it's killing her, too, watching me die this way. There's a devil in the bottle, And he won't rest until I'm dead. There's a devil livin' in the bottle, And he won't rest until I'm dead Lyrics

The Almeria Club Recordings

$5.00 - Cassette Tape
$15.00 - CD

1. Last Pork Chop
2. Go Girl Go
3. F Word
4. If The Good Lords Willin'
5. X Treme Country
6. Last Pork Chop (Acoustic)
7. Big Top Women
8. Cheatin' Hotel
9. Outdoor Lovin' Man
10. Almeria Jam
11. Tee Tot Song
12. Cross On The Highway
13. America Will Survive - (Studio Version)

Three Hanks - Men with Broken Hearts

$3.00 - Tape
$16.00 - CD

1. I'll Never Get Out Of This World Alive
2. Move It On Over
3. Moanin' The Blues
4. Never Again (Will I Knock On Your Door)
5. I'm A Long Gone Daddy
6. Honky Tonk Blues
7. I Won't Be Home No More
8. Neath A Cold Gray Tomb Of Stone
9. Where The Soul Of Man Never Dies
10. Hand Me Down
11. Men With Broken Hearts
12. Lost Highway

Hank Williams Jr. Bocephus Box Set

$25.00 - Cassette $35.00 - CD

Disc 1
1. A Country Boy Can Survive
Y2K Version -Duet Chad Brock with
Hank Williams Jr. & George Jones
2. Family Tradition
3. To Love Somebody
4. Old Flame, New Fire
5. Only Daddy That'll Walk The Line
6. I've Got Rights
7. I Just Ain't Been Able
8. Whiskey Bent And Hell Bound
9. Outlaw Women
10. (I Don't Have) Anymore Love Songs
11. O.D.'d In Denver
12. Come And Go Blues
13. The Conversation
14. Old Habits
15. Kaw-Liga
16. If You Don't Like Hank William's
17. Dixie On My Mind
18. Texas Women
19. Ramblin' Man
20. Waitin' On The Tables To Turn
21. A Country Boy Can Survive
22. Born To Boogie
23. Honky Tonk Women

Disc 2
1. All My Rowdy Friends
(Have Settled Down)
(Previously unreleased
alternate version)
2. I've Been Down
3. La Grange
4. Leave Them Boys Alone
5. Blue Jean Blues
6. Midnight Rider
7. Now I Know How George Feels
(Previously Unreleased
alternate Version)
8. All My Rowdy Friends
Are Coming Over Tonight
9. Major Moves
10. Ain't Misbehavin'
11. Lawyers, Guns And Money
12. This Ain't Dallas
13. Two Old Cats Like Us
14. Country State Of Mind
15. Mind Your Own Business
16. Secret Agent Man
17. Wild Dogs
18. My Name Is Bocephus
19. Workin' For MCA
20. I Really Like Girls/
Rock And Roll Music
21. House Of The Rising Sun
22. Bluesman

Disc 3
1. Keep Your Hands To Yourself
2. Walk This Way
3. Heaven Can't Be Found
4. Thanks A Lot
5. All My Rowdy Friends
(Have Settled Down) (Solo)
6. A Country Boy Can Survive
7. You're Gonna Be A Sorry Man
8. Tuesday's Gone
9. Mannish Boy
10. Finders Are Keepers
11. There's A Tear In My Beer
12. Big Mamou
13. Man To Man
14. Stoned At The Jukebox
15. T'Ain't Nobody's Bizness
16. Lone Wolf
17. If It Will It Will
18. Hotel Whiskey
19. Low Down Blues
20. Naked Women and Beer

Stormy

$3.00 - Tape $16.00 - Tape

1. They All Want to Go Wild
2. Knock the Hell Out of You
3. Gibbonsville Gold
4. Where Would We Be Without Yankees
5. Naked Women & Beer
6. I Like It When It's Stormy
7. Southern Thunder
8. Hank Hill is King
9. All Jokes Aside
10. Sometimes I Feel Like I'm Joe Montana

The Complete Hank Williams Jr.

$25.00 - CD

1. Mobile Boogie
2. I Fought The Law
3. Family Tradition
4. Whisky Bent and Hell Bound
5. Women I've Never Had
6. Kaw-Liga
7. Old Habits
8. Texas Women
9. Dixie On My Mind
10. All My Rowdy Friends (Have Settled Down)
11. A Country Boy Can Survive
12. All For The Love of Sunshine with the Mike Curb Congregation
13. Honky Tonkin
14. The American Dream
15. If Heaven Ain't A Lot Like Dixie

16. Gonna Go Huntin' Tonight
17. Leave Them Boys Alone
18. Queen Of My Heart
19. Man of Steel
20. Attitude Adjustment
21. All My Rowdy Friends Are Coming Over Tonight
22. Major Moves
23. I'm For Love
24. This Ain't Dallas
25. Ain't Misbehavin
26. Country State of Mind
27. Mind Your Own Business
28. Born To Boogie
29. Heaven Can't Be Found
30. Young Country

31. If The South Woulda Won
32. That Old Wheel with Johnny Cash
33. Early In The Morning and Late At Night
34. There's A Tear In My Beer
35. Finders Are Keepers
36. T'Aint Nobody's Bizness
37. Good Friends, Good Whiskey, Good Lovin'
38. Don't Give Us A Reason
39. If It Will It Will
40. Angels Are Hard To Find
41. Come On Over To The Country
42. Everything Comes Down To Money and Love
43. I Ain't Goin' Peacefully
44. Hog Wild
45. I'll Never Get Out Of This World Alive

Greatest Hits Volume 3

$5.00 - Tape
$16.00 - CD

1. I'm For Love
2. This Ain't Dallas
3. Ain't Misbehavin'
4. Country State Of Mind
5. Mind Your Own Business
6. My Name Is Bocephus (Live Version)
7. Born To Boogie
8. Young Country
9. Heaven Can't Be Found
10. Finders Are Keepers
11. There's A Tear In My Beer