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
Waylon Jennings - Waylon Forever Album Lyrics
Waylon Jennings - Waylon Forever Lyrics
Writer: RODNEY GRAHAM HAYWARD, CLARE CHRISTINA MOORE, CHRISTOPHER JOHN WALSH
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Outlaw Shit
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Ain't Livin' Long Like This
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Are You Ready for the Country
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?
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?
Writer: Neil Young
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
Lonesome On'ry and Mean
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Waymores Blues
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
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
Writer: Curtis Buck, Waylon Jennings
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
White Room
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
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
Writer: JACK BRUCE, PETE BROWN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Found the Body
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Waylon Forever is an outlaw country album by Waylon Jennings which was released on October 21, 2008, on the Vagrant Records label. The backing band for this album is Waylon's son Shooter and his band, the .357's.
Waylon's posthumous album reveals his final recordings of unheard material. Much of this album was recorded in the mid-to-late 1990s but was forgotten about until about 2007. Shooter and his band went in the studio to augment the original recordings. Dave Cobb produced.
The song "Outlaw Shit" is a reworked version of "Don't You Think This Outlaw Bit's Done Got Out of Hand".
Performed By:
Waylon JenningsWaylon's posthumous album reveals his final recordings of unheard material. Much of this album was recorded in the mid-to-late 1990s but was forgotten about until about 2007. Shooter and his band went in the studio to augment the original recordings. Dave Cobb produced.
The song "Outlaw Shit" is a reworked version of "Don't You Think This Outlaw Bit's Done Got Out of Hand".
Genre(s): Outlaw country
Length: 34:59
Released: October 21st, 2008
Year: 2008