Waylon Jennings - Waylon Forever Album Lyrics

Jack-a-diamonds
Jack-a-diamonds
Take to my money
You can have my life of luxury

You can have my precious silver
Studded saddle, oh Lord
But You cannot take my soul
Cannot take my soul, today

Sweet mamma
Oh, sweet mamma
Won't you say you love me?
Let me hold you, hold you in my arms

Please tell me
I'm not really falling to pieces
Keep me tender mama
Tender now, keep me warm

Jack-a-diamonds
Jack-a-diamonds
I still got my ace, yeah

If you want me to do it I can throw it
Right in your face
Go and take my precious silver
Studded saddle, yeah

But You cannot take my soul
Lord, You cannot take my soul today

Jack-a-diamonds
Jack-a-diamonds
I'm gonna be alright

Slippin' & a-slidin', playin' Dominos
Leftin' & a-rightin' ain't a crime, you know
Well, I gotta tell the story before it's time to go

Chorus:
Are you ready for the country?
Are you ready for me?
Are you ready for the country?
Ain't that a sight to see?

Talkin' to a preacher, said God was on his side
Talkin' to a pusher, they both were sellin' highs
Well, I gotta tell the story, boys,
I don't know the reason why

Chorus

Are you ready for the country?
Are you ready for me?
Better get ready for the country
Ready for me

Are you ready for the country?
Ready for me?
Are you ready for the country?
Ain't that a sight to see?

Well, I woke up this mornin' it was drizzlin' rain
Around the curve come a passenger train
Heard somebody yodel and a hobo moan
Jimmy he's dead, he's been a long time gone
Been a long time gone, a long time gone

If you want to get to heaven, gotta D-I-E
You gotta put on your coat and T-I-E
Want to get the rabbit out of the L-O-G
You gotta make a commotion like D-O-G
Like D-O-G, like D-O-G, yeah

Well, I got a good woman, what's the matter with me?
What makes me want to love every woman I see?
I was trifling when I met her now I'm trifling again
And every woman she sees looks like the place I came in
Looks like the place I came in, yeah, woo place I came in

I got my name painted on my shirt
I ain't no ordinary dude
I don't have to work
I don't have to work

In the white room with black curtains near the station
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings
Silver horses ran down moonbeams in your dark eyes
Dawnlight smiles on you leaving, my contentment

I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves

You said, no strings could secure you at the station
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows
I walked into such a sad time at the station
As I walked out, felt my own need just beginning

I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back
Lie with you where the shadows run from themselves

At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd
Consolation for the old wound now forgotten
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes
She's just dressing, goodbye windows, tired starlings

I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd
Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves