I'm a kid with a guitar
Trying to play, when they ask
Where does your style come from?
I know what you mean
Because I learned to sing
Listening to blue, yodel number one
We love Hank and Lefty
Bob Wills, Ernest Tubb, and Johnny Cash
But if we had to pin point
The start of who we are
Or who we go by
The Django and Jimmie
Has Mississippi
A young singing Brakeman
A jazz playing gypsy
Might not have been
A Merle or a Willie
If not for a Django and Jimmie
Through the twenties and thirties
Jimmie sang his way to the top
In spite of those old TB blues
Django was a star
He burned up a guitar
With just two good fingers to use
You can't turn back time
Or put more sand in the glass
But sometimes at night
I close my eyes and go back
The Django and Jimmie
Has Mississippi
A young singing Brakeman
A jazz playing gypsy
Might not have been
A Merle or a Willie
If not for a Django and Jimmie
Willie Nelson - Django And Jimmie Album Lyrics
Willie Nelson - Django And Jimmie Lyrics
Writer: Jeffrey Prince, Jimmy Edward Melton
Copyright: Lyrics © ME GUSTA MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © ME GUSTA MUSIC
Its All Going To Pot
Well, now it's all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
The best I can tell
The world's gone to hell
And we're sure gonna miss it a lot
All of the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn't hit the spot
I got a hundred dollar bill, friend
You keep your pills
'Cause it's all going to pot
That cackle-babble-head-in-a-box
Must think I'm dumb as a rock
Readin' me the news
While I'm kickin' off my shoes
And it's scarin' me outta my socks
That Red Headed Stranger I'm not
But buddy, let me tell you what
If you ask ol' Will, he'll say here's the deal
Friends, it's all goin' to pot
Well, it's all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
Best I can tell
The world's gone to hell
And we're all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn't hit the spot
I got a hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
It's all goin' to pot
Well, I thought I had found me a girl
Sweetest little thing in the world
But all my jokes went up in smoke
When I caught her makin' eyes at Merle
He said, a sweet little honey
With her eye on your money
Is gonna take every penny you got
I said she's never gonna get it
'Cause I've already spent it
Merle, it's all goin' to pot
It's all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
The best I can tell
The world's gone to hell
And we're all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn't hit the spot
Got a hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
It's all going to pot
I got a hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
'Cause it's all goin' to pot
Whether we like it or not
The best I can tell
The world's gone to hell
And we're sure gonna miss it a lot
All of the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn't hit the spot
I got a hundred dollar bill, friend
You keep your pills
'Cause it's all going to pot
That cackle-babble-head-in-a-box
Must think I'm dumb as a rock
Readin' me the news
While I'm kickin' off my shoes
And it's scarin' me outta my socks
That Red Headed Stranger I'm not
But buddy, let me tell you what
If you ask ol' Will, he'll say here's the deal
Friends, it's all goin' to pot
Well, it's all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
Best I can tell
The world's gone to hell
And we're all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn't hit the spot
I got a hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
It's all goin' to pot
Well, I thought I had found me a girl
Sweetest little thing in the world
But all my jokes went up in smoke
When I caught her makin' eyes at Merle
He said, a sweet little honey
With her eye on your money
Is gonna take every penny you got
I said she's never gonna get it
'Cause I've already spent it
Merle, it's all goin' to pot
It's all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
The best I can tell
The world's gone to hell
And we're all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn't hit the spot
Got a hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
It's all going to pot
I got a hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
'Cause it's all goin' to pot
Writer: Jamey Johnson, Buddy Cannon, Larry Shell
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, MDI MUSIC ADMIN & CONSULTATION, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, MDI MUSIC ADMIN & CONSULTATION, BMG Rights Management
Unfair Weather Friend
[Willie Nelson:]
The whole sky opens up and it rains down on my head
I show up at your door, beat down and soakin wet
I know you will open up and let me waltz right in
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
[Merle Haggard:]
If I find myself out lost on a lonely Friday night
The songs aren't hittin home and the whiskey don't taste right
A few numbers on the phone and you're on the other end
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
[Willie Nelson:]
I might wind up stuck out on some old forgotten highway
Somehow you'll show up and sure enough be goin' my way
[Merle Haggard:]
You're always there, right where you've always been
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
[Willie Nelson:]
I don't have to wonder where'll you be if I should need you
All I have to do is close my eyes and I can see you
Always there, right where you've always been
[Merle Haggard:]
Sometimes this whole world is my worst enemy
And I know where to run when it gets to me
No one else but you can make it all make sense
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
[Willie Nelson:]
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
The whole sky opens up and it rains down on my head
I show up at your door, beat down and soakin wet
I know you will open up and let me waltz right in
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
[Merle Haggard:]
If I find myself out lost on a lonely Friday night
The songs aren't hittin home and the whiskey don't taste right
A few numbers on the phone and you're on the other end
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
[Willie Nelson:]
I might wind up stuck out on some old forgotten highway
Somehow you'll show up and sure enough be goin' my way
[Merle Haggard:]
You're always there, right where you've always been
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
[Willie Nelson:]
I don't have to wonder where'll you be if I should need you
All I have to do is close my eyes and I can see you
Always there, right where you've always been
[Merle Haggard:]
Sometimes this whole world is my worst enemy
And I know where to run when it gets to me
No one else but you can make it all make sense
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
[Willie Nelson:]
My come whatever, unfair weather friend
Writer: MARLA CANNON-GOODMAN, WARD DAVIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP
Missing Ol Johnny Cash
Now Johnny Cash and the Tennessee Two
Seemed to know just what to do
Invented the sound that hooked you and me
Added one to make the Tennessee Three
The Man In Black was long and lean
Hit the Billboard charts with a Teenage Queen
Had a television show, the best we'd seen
That chick-a-boom rock really made a splash
Missing ol' Johnny Cash
Well Johnny Cash was a friend of mine
Knew him well for a mighty long time
Shared the stage for many a show
Broke my heart to see him go
Cash had the fire of a thousand men
Lovin life was his greatest sin
Treated his fans like the next of kin
Rappin a bit, talkin trash
Missing ol' Johnny Cash
Well now Johnny Cash wore black attire
And he fell into that Ring of Fire
He came up swinging like a Boy Named Sue
And he married June Carter and he [?] too
He wrote his songs from deep within
And he hit the stage with a crooked grin
He and I were both Highwaymen
And that record became a smash
Well I'm missing ol' Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash never walked no line
Johnny Cash never did no time, but
When he sang a Folsom Prison Blues
You knew good and well he'd paid his dues
True, he always dressed in black
But he loved folks and they loved him back
Carried his pills in a brown paper sack
Well I don't care if they found his stash
I'm missin' old Johnny Cash
Now is it really true that him and Roy Nichols, Rose Maddox, some people roasted hot dogs in the back of a limousine with ice cream sticks? I don't know, I said they set the curtains on fire in a English hotel room just to warm their hands. Well. Willie, do you know anything about Cash?
Well yeah, I know a lot of things about Cash. I'm not sure I should talk about it, but I checked with John, asked him if it's OK, he said he didn't give a shit. One time he took a casket up to his hotel room and got into it and called room service. I thought that was pretty funny
Now Cash had the fire of a thousand men
Lovin life was his greatest sin
Treated his fans like the next of kin
Rappin a bit, talkin trash
Missing ol' Johnny Cash
Seemed to know just what to do
Invented the sound that hooked you and me
Added one to make the Tennessee Three
The Man In Black was long and lean
Hit the Billboard charts with a Teenage Queen
Had a television show, the best we'd seen
That chick-a-boom rock really made a splash
Missing ol' Johnny Cash
Well Johnny Cash was a friend of mine
Knew him well for a mighty long time
Shared the stage for many a show
Broke my heart to see him go
Cash had the fire of a thousand men
Lovin life was his greatest sin
Treated his fans like the next of kin
Rappin a bit, talkin trash
Missing ol' Johnny Cash
Well now Johnny Cash wore black attire
And he fell into that Ring of Fire
He came up swinging like a Boy Named Sue
And he married June Carter and he [?] too
He wrote his songs from deep within
And he hit the stage with a crooked grin
He and I were both Highwaymen
And that record became a smash
Well I'm missing ol' Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash never walked no line
Johnny Cash never did no time, but
When he sang a Folsom Prison Blues
You knew good and well he'd paid his dues
True, he always dressed in black
But he loved folks and they loved him back
Carried his pills in a brown paper sack
Well I don't care if they found his stash
I'm missin' old Johnny Cash
Now is it really true that him and Roy Nichols, Rose Maddox, some people roasted hot dogs in the back of a limousine with ice cream sticks? I don't know, I said they set the curtains on fire in a English hotel room just to warm their hands. Well. Willie, do you know anything about Cash?
Well yeah, I know a lot of things about Cash. I'm not sure I should talk about it, but I checked with John, asked him if it's OK, he said he didn't give a shit. One time he took a casket up to his hotel room and got into it and called room service. I thought that was pretty funny
Now Cash had the fire of a thousand men
Lovin life was his greatest sin
Treated his fans like the next of kin
Rappin a bit, talkin trash
Missing ol' Johnny Cash
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Live This Long
Time flies by
In the blink of an eye
When you get paid for having too much fun
Kicking out the foot lights
Living the night life
Like tomorrow ain't never going to come
Wouldn't change much of nothing
About this road we've been running
For of wild times, wild women, and a song
But we would've taking much better care of ourselves
If we would have known we would live this long
Whiskey goes down
Like cold, spring water
Over rocks, and the close of the day
When you're flying like Eagles
Down American highways
You lose a lot of friends along the way
But we just keep on moving
And rolling along
Can't look back
We might turn to stone
But we would've taking much better care of ourselves
If we would have known we was gonna live this long
If we would've known we would live this long
We might have changed things up a bit
We still would've lived out every song
Just maybe not quite as fast as we did
But we're in pretty good shape, Will
The shape we're in
We'll keep rocking along, until we're gone
But we would've taking much better care of ourselves
If we would have known we was gonna live this long
Yeah, we would've taking much better care of ourselves
If we would have known we was gonna live this long
In the blink of an eye
When you get paid for having too much fun
Kicking out the foot lights
Living the night life
Like tomorrow ain't never going to come
Wouldn't change much of nothing
About this road we've been running
For of wild times, wild women, and a song
But we would've taking much better care of ourselves
If we would have known we would live this long
Whiskey goes down
Like cold, spring water
Over rocks, and the close of the day
When you're flying like Eagles
Down American highways
You lose a lot of friends along the way
But we just keep on moving
And rolling along
Can't look back
We might turn to stone
But we would've taking much better care of ourselves
If we would have known we was gonna live this long
If we would've known we would live this long
We might have changed things up a bit
We still would've lived out every song
Just maybe not quite as fast as we did
But we're in pretty good shape, Will
The shape we're in
We'll keep rocking along, until we're gone
But we would've taking much better care of ourselves
If we would have known we was gonna live this long
Yeah, we would've taking much better care of ourselves
If we would have known we was gonna live this long
Writer: MARV GREEN, SHAWN CAMP
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Alice In Hulaland
Alice in Hulaland
Building castles in the sand
Living life, ain't got no plan
Just loving the boys in the band
Alice in Hulaland
Painting daisies on her van
She's number one, of their biggest fans
She loves the boys in the band
Alice in Hulaland
Come sit here on the front row
And get close to the sound
As close as you can
Are you there for the melody?
There for the lyrics?
Or just there for the boys in the band?
Alice in Hulaland
Yellow bird, sitting on her hand
Singing to her, she understands
She loves the boys in the band
Alice in Hulaland
Come sit here on the front row
And get close to the sound
As close as you can
Are you there for the melody?
There for the lyrics?
Or just there for the boys in the band?
Alice in Hulaland
Come sit here on the front row
And get close to the sound
As close as you can
Are you there for the melody?
There for the lyrics?
Or just there for the boys in the band?
Building castles in the sand
Living life, ain't got no plan
Just loving the boys in the band
Alice in Hulaland
Painting daisies on her van
She's number one, of their biggest fans
She loves the boys in the band
Alice in Hulaland
Come sit here on the front row
And get close to the sound
As close as you can
Are you there for the melody?
There for the lyrics?
Or just there for the boys in the band?
Alice in Hulaland
Yellow bird, sitting on her hand
Singing to her, she understands
She loves the boys in the band
Alice in Hulaland
Come sit here on the front row
And get close to the sound
As close as you can
Are you there for the melody?
There for the lyrics?
Or just there for the boys in the band?
Alice in Hulaland
Come sit here on the front row
And get close to the sound
As close as you can
Are you there for the melody?
There for the lyrics?
Or just there for the boys in the band?
Writer: BUDDY CANNON, WILLIE NELSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Dont Think Twice Its Alright
Ain't no use in calling my name, gal
Like you never did before
Ain't no use in calling out my name, gal
I can't hear you anymore
When your rooster, calls at the break of dawn
Look out your window, and I'll be gone
You're the reason why I'm travelling on
Don't think twice, it's alright
Walking down that long, lonesome road, gal
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
Goodbye's too good a word, gal
So I'll just say fare thee well
Well I ain't saying that treated me unkind
You could have done better, but I don't mind
You just sort of wasted my precious time
Don't think twice, it's all right
Ain't no use in turning on your light, babe
The light I'll never know
Ain't no use in turning on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still, I wish there was something you would do, or say
To make me try and change my mind and stay
You never did too much talking anyways
So, don't think twice, it's alright
Ain't no use sitting in wondering why, babe
It don't matter anyhow
Ain't no use in sitting and wondering why, babe
If you, don't know by now
I'm a thinking man, wondering, all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's all right
Like you never did before
Ain't no use in calling out my name, gal
I can't hear you anymore
When your rooster, calls at the break of dawn
Look out your window, and I'll be gone
You're the reason why I'm travelling on
Don't think twice, it's alright
Walking down that long, lonesome road, gal
Where I'm bound, I can't tell
Goodbye's too good a word, gal
So I'll just say fare thee well
Well I ain't saying that treated me unkind
You could have done better, but I don't mind
You just sort of wasted my precious time
Don't think twice, it's all right
Ain't no use in turning on your light, babe
The light I'll never know
Ain't no use in turning on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still, I wish there was something you would do, or say
To make me try and change my mind and stay
You never did too much talking anyways
So, don't think twice, it's alright
Ain't no use sitting in wondering why, babe
It don't matter anyhow
Ain't no use in sitting and wondering why, babe
If you, don't know by now
I'm a thinking man, wondering, all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told
I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don't think twice, it's all right
Writer: Bob Dylan
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid, Universal Music Publishing Group
Family Bible
There's a family Bible on the table
Each page is torn and hard to read
But the family Bible on the table
Will ever be my key to memories
At the end of day when work was over
And when the evening meal was done
Dad would read to us from the family Bible
And we'd count our many blessings, one by one
I can see us sitting round the table
When from the family Bible dad would read
I can hear my mother softly singing
Rock of ages
Rock of ages cleft for me
Now this old world
Of ours is full of trouble
And this old world would also better be
If we'd find more Bibles on the tables
And mothers singing rock of ages, cleft for me
I can see us sitting round the table
When from the family Bible dad would read
I can hear my mother softly singing
Rock of ages
Rock of ages cleft for me
Each page is torn and hard to read
But the family Bible on the table
Will ever be my key to memories
At the end of day when work was over
And when the evening meal was done
Dad would read to us from the family Bible
And we'd count our many blessings, one by one
I can see us sitting round the table
When from the family Bible dad would read
I can hear my mother softly singing
Rock of ages
Rock of ages cleft for me
Now this old world
Of ours is full of trouble
And this old world would also better be
If we'd find more Bibles on the tables
And mothers singing rock of ages, cleft for me
I can see us sitting round the table
When from the family Bible dad would read
I can hear my mother softly singing
Rock of ages
Rock of ages cleft for me
Writer: WILLIE NELSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, GLAD MUSIC CO.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, GLAD MUSIC CO.
Its Only Money
Well, it's only money
It will go away
It's only change in pockets
And it'll get back to mine someday
But it's only money
And it will go away
I'm not talking about you, baby
Talking about your lying, cheating, way
I don't care about the money
It's half yours anyway
Well, it's only money
Only money
It will go away
Go away
Yeah, it's only change in pockets
It'll get back to Merle someday
It's only money
Only money
It will go way, way
If you don't want to be with me there
Better find yourself a better half
If you don't want to be with me, babe
You got to find yourself a better half
And when you spend all our money
You can just spend everything he can wear
Well, it's only money
Only money
It will go away
Go away
Yeah, it's only change in pockets
It'll get back to Merle someday
It's only money
Only money
It will go way, way
They got your credit cards
Fly as far as you can fly
Max out your credit cards
Fly as far as you can fly
I don't care about your money
If you ain't got a ticket
You ought to go out and buy one
Well, it's only money
Only money
It will go away
Go away
Yeah, it's only change in pockets
It'll get back to mine someday
It's only money
Only money
It will go away, way
Away
It's only money
I will go away, way
Amen
It will go away
It's only change in pockets
And it'll get back to mine someday
But it's only money
And it will go away
I'm not talking about you, baby
Talking about your lying, cheating, way
I don't care about the money
It's half yours anyway
Well, it's only money
Only money
It will go away
Go away
Yeah, it's only change in pockets
It'll get back to Merle someday
It's only money
Only money
It will go way, way
If you don't want to be with me there
Better find yourself a better half
If you don't want to be with me, babe
You got to find yourself a better half
And when you spend all our money
You can just spend everything he can wear
Well, it's only money
Only money
It will go away
Go away
Yeah, it's only change in pockets
It'll get back to Merle someday
It's only money
Only money
It will go way, way
They got your credit cards
Fly as far as you can fly
Max out your credit cards
Fly as far as you can fly
I don't care about your money
If you ain't got a ticket
You ought to go out and buy one
Well, it's only money
Only money
It will go away
Go away
Yeah, it's only change in pockets
It'll get back to mine someday
It's only money
Only money
It will go away, way
Away
It's only money
I will go away, way
Amen
Writer: BUDDY CANNON, WILLIE NELSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Swinging Doors
This old smoke-filled bar is something I'm not used to
But I gave up my home to see you satisfied
And I just called to let you know where I'll be living
It's not much but I feel welcome here inside
And I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a barstool
And my new home has a flashing neon sign
Stop by and see me anytime you want to
'Cause I'm always here at home till closing time
I've got everything I need to drive me crazy
And I've got everything it takes to lose my mind
And in here, the atmosphere's just right for heartaches
And thanks to you, I'm always here till closing time
And I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a barstool
And my new home has a flashing neon sign
Stop by and see me anytime you want to
'Cause I'm always here at home till closing time
I'm always here at home till closing time
But I gave up my home to see you satisfied
And I just called to let you know where I'll be living
It's not much but I feel welcome here inside
And I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a barstool
And my new home has a flashing neon sign
Stop by and see me anytime you want to
'Cause I'm always here at home till closing time
I've got everything I need to drive me crazy
And I've got everything it takes to lose my mind
And in here, the atmosphere's just right for heartaches
And thanks to you, I'm always here till closing time
And I've got swinging doors, a jukebox and a barstool
And my new home has a flashing neon sign
Stop by and see me anytime you want to
'Cause I'm always here at home till closing time
I'm always here at home till closing time
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Where Dreams Come To Die
This is where dreams come to die
This is where dreams come to die
Then they fly back to heaven
But this is where dreams come to die
They're fun when you dream them
Everyone is laughing at you
And it's fun, watching them wonder
And all of the dreams are coming true
But this is where dreams come to die
This is where dreams come to die
Then they fly back to heaven
But this is where dreams come to die
This world is just a stop over
On their journey up to the sky
And here's to the trip back to heaven
Maybe be safe as they fly
But this is where dreams come to die
This is where dreams come to die
Then they fly back to heaven
But this is where dreams come to die
Then they fly back to heaven
But this is where dreams come to die
This is where dreams come to die
Then they fly back to heaven
But this is where dreams come to die
They're fun when you dream them
Everyone is laughing at you
And it's fun, watching them wonder
And all of the dreams are coming true
But this is where dreams come to die
This is where dreams come to die
Then they fly back to heaven
But this is where dreams come to die
This world is just a stop over
On their journey up to the sky
And here's to the trip back to heaven
Maybe be safe as they fly
But this is where dreams come to die
This is where dreams come to die
Then they fly back to heaven
But this is where dreams come to die
Then they fly back to heaven
But this is where dreams come to die
Writer: Buddy Cannon, Willie Nelson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Somewhere Between
Somewhere between your heart and mine
There's a window that I can't see through
There's a wall so high it reaches the sky
Somewhere between me and you
I love you so much I can't let you go
And sometimes I believe you love me
But somewhere between your heart and mine
There's a door without any key
Somewhere between your heart and mine
There's a love I can't understand
It's there for a while then it fades like a smile
And I'm left in the middle again
Somewhere between your heart and mine
There's a window that I can't see through
There's a wall so high it reaches the sky
Somewhere between me and you
There's a window that I can't see through
There's a wall so high it reaches the sky
Somewhere between me and you
I love you so much I can't let you go
And sometimes I believe you love me
But somewhere between your heart and mine
There's a door without any key
Somewhere between your heart and mine
There's a love I can't understand
It's there for a while then it fades like a smile
And I'm left in the middle again
Somewhere between your heart and mine
There's a window that I can't see through
There's a wall so high it reaches the sky
Somewhere between me and you
Writer: GENE SIMMONS, VINI PONCIA
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Driving The Herd
I know my part
I'll bring up the rear
I'll eat the dust
You know, I don't care
That's what I do
I'll get them through
I'm driving the herd
I sing them to sleep
I sing them awake
They like my songs
I give and I take
I know my part
I play for love and heart
I'm driving the herd
Maybe I'm following
They'll let me know
If I'm doing it right
They'll sing-a-long with me every night
That's how I know
That they're liking the show
Well, I'm driving the herd
Or maybe they're driving me?
I'm driving the herd
Maybe I'm following
They'll let me know
If I'm doing it right
They'll sing-a-long with me every night
That's how I know
That they're liking the show
Well, I'm driving the herd
Or maybe they're driving me?
I'll bring up the rear
I'll eat the dust
You know, I don't care
That's what I do
I'll get them through
I'm driving the herd
I sing them to sleep
I sing them awake
They like my songs
I give and I take
I know my part
I play for love and heart
I'm driving the herd
Maybe I'm following
They'll let me know
If I'm doing it right
They'll sing-a-long with me every night
That's how I know
That they're liking the show
Well, I'm driving the herd
Or maybe they're driving me?
I'm driving the herd
Maybe I'm following
They'll let me know
If I'm doing it right
They'll sing-a-long with me every night
That's how I know
That they're liking the show
Well, I'm driving the herd
Or maybe they're driving me?
Writer: BUDDY CANNON, WILLIE NELSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
The Only Man Wilder Than Me
He's the only man wilder than me
He's the only man wilder than me
He's an outlaw, he's crazy
But he's never been lazy
He's just busy on a life long spree
He's the only man wilder than me
Well, I never robbed trains
And I never did time
I'm a man who likes to agree
But some call me a sinner
Well, I call him a winner
And he's the only man wilder than me
He's the only man wilder than me
The only man wilder than me
Some call me a sinner
I call him a winner
And he's the only man wilder than me
If he ever really cared
He'd apologized
Indifference has kept his mind free
He knows yesterday is dead
And tomorrow is blind
And he's the only man wilder than me
He's the only man wilder than me
The only man wilder than me
Some call me a sinner
I call him a winner
And he's the only man wilder than me
He's the only man wilder than me
The only man wilder than me
Some call me a sinner
I call him a winner
And he's the only man wilder than me
He's the only man wilder than me
He's an outlaw, he's crazy
But he's never been lazy
He's just busy on a life long spree
He's the only man wilder than me
Well, I never robbed trains
And I never did time
I'm a man who likes to agree
But some call me a sinner
Well, I call him a winner
And he's the only man wilder than me
He's the only man wilder than me
The only man wilder than me
Some call me a sinner
I call him a winner
And he's the only man wilder than me
If he ever really cared
He'd apologized
Indifference has kept his mind free
He knows yesterday is dead
And tomorrow is blind
And he's the only man wilder than me
He's the only man wilder than me
The only man wilder than me
Some call me a sinner
I call him a winner
And he's the only man wilder than me
He's the only man wilder than me
The only man wilder than me
Some call me a sinner
I call him a winner
And he's the only man wilder than me
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Django and Jimmie is the sixth and final collaborative studio album by American country music artists Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard. It was released on June 2, 2015, by Legacy Recordings. The album was Haggard's final studio album prior to his death of pneumonia in April 2016, 10 months after its release.
The album was well received by the critics, while it topped Billboard's Top Country Albums and reached number seven on the Billboard 200 upon its release.
Performed By:
Willie NelsonThe album was well received by the critics, while it topped Billboard's Top Country Albums and reached number seven on the Billboard 200 upon its release.
Genre(s): Country, outlaw country
Producer(s): Buddy Cannon
Length: 46:44
Released: June 2nd, 2015
Year: 2015