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Compadres: An Anthology Of Duets - Lyrics |
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Compadres: An Anthology Of Duets - Lyrics |
Farmer's Blues (with Merle
Haggard)
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Written
by Marty Stuart and Connie Smith |
| Who'll buy my wheat,
who'll buy my corn To feed my babies when they're born Seeds and dirt, a prayer for rain, that I can use I work the land, I watch the sky I talk to God and wonder why But it's the only life I've known, these farmer's blues I see the seasons come and go Sendin' rain, fire and snow I'm at the mercy, of it all, this life I choose Sometimes I hang my head and cry When that evenin' train goes by Wish it could take me far away, these farmer's blues The tractor's old, the fence is down Put on my suit and go to town Ask for a loan, that I know well, they might refuse Back at home, still by my side The one I love, with worried eyes Waits for me, to love away, these farmer's blues I see the seasons come and go Sending rain, fire and snow I'm at the mercy, of it all, this life I choose Sometimes I hang my head and cry As that evenin' train goes by Wish it could take me far away, these farmer's blues |
Doin' My Time (with Johnny Cash)
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Written
by Jimmy Skinner |
| On this old rock pile,
with a ball and chain They call me by a number not a name, Lord Lord I've gotta do my time, I've gotta do my time With an achin' heart and a worried mind When that old judge, looked down and smiled Said I'll put you up that river for a while Lord Lord I've gotta do my time, I've gotta do my time With an achin' heart and a worried mind You can hear my hammer, you can hear my song Gonna swing it like John Henry all day long, Lord Lord I gotta do my time, I gotta my time With an achin' heart and a worried mind Well now it won't be long, just a few more days I'll settle down and quit my rowdy ways, Lord Lord With that gal of mine, yeah with that gal of mine She's a waiting for me, while I've done my time |
The Whiskey Ain't Workin' (with
Travis Tritt)
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Written
by Marty Stuart and Ronnie Scaife |
| There was a time I
could drink my cares away And drown out all of the heartaches that hurt me night and day When the thought of you came crashing through, I'd have one more But now the whiskey ain't workin' anymore I need one good honky-tonk angel to turn my life around That's reason enough for me to lay this ole bottle down A woman warm and willin', that's what I'm lookin' for 'Cause the whiskey ain't workin' anymore They knew my name in every bar in town And they knew all of the reasons why I was comin' round, round, round Cause in my mind, peace I'd find, when they'd start to pour But now the whiskey ain't workin' anymore I need one good honky-tonk angel to turn my life around That's reason enough for me to lay this ole bottle down A woman warm and willin', that's what I'm lookin' for 'Cause the whiskey ain't workin' anymore Lord the whiskey ain't workin' anymore That's for sure |
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Will You Visit Me On Sunday (with
Loretta Lynn) |
Written
by Dallas Frazier |
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Just outside these prison
bars, the hanging tree is waiting Darlin; put your lips to
mine and tell me that you love me Will you visit me on
Sunday, will you bring me pretty flowers A grave is filled with
silence but if a sleeping man could hear Promise me that time won't
separate me from your memory If not for you, I know I'd
lose my mind before the morning Will you visit me on
Sunday, will you bring me pretty flowers A grave is filled with
silence but if a sleeping man could hear Will you visit me on
Sunday, will you bring me pretty flowers A grave is filled with
silence but if a sleeping man could hear |
Crying, Waiting, Hoping (with
Steve Earle)
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Written
by Buddy Holly |
| Crying, waiting,
hoping, you'll come back I just can't seem to get you off my mind Crying, waiting, hoping, you'll come back You're the one I love and I think about you all the time Crying, my tears keep falling all night long Waiting, it feels so useless I know it's wrong To keep crying, waiting, hoping, you'll come back Maybe some day soon things will change and you'll be mine Crying, my tears keep falling all night long Waiting, it feels so useless I know it's wrong To keep crying, waiting, hoping, you'll come back Maybe some day soon things will change and you'll be mine Crying, waiting, hoping, you'll come back Maybe some day soon things will change and you'll be mine Crying, waiting, hoping |
Hearts Like Ours (with Connie
Smith)
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Written
by Marty Stuart and Connie Smith |
| Like a rolling river,
we keep on and on Sometimes just the two of us Out there on our own Through the fire, through the storm We'll be safe here inside each other's arms Hearts like ours, strong and true So in love, that's me and you Tender words, sweet desire True love songs still belong To hearts like ours Out in forever, high above the stars Love is shining down on us Right here where we are For the world to plainly see Every day, just the way True love can be Hearts like ours, strong and true So in love, that's me and you Tender words, sweet desire True love songs still belong To hearts like ours True love songs still belong To hearts like ours |
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The Weight (with The Staple
Singers) |
Written
by Jamie Robbie Robertson |
| I pulled into
Nazareth, was feelin' 'bout half past dead I just need some place, where I can lay my head Hey Mister can ya tell me, where a man might find a bed He just grinned, and shook my hand, and 'no' was all he said Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free Take a load off Fanny, and, (and), (and) You put the load, (put the load), right on me I picked up my bags, went a-lookin' for a place to hide When I saw poor Carmen and the Devil, walkin' side by side I said 'a-hey Carmen, come on let's go downtown' She said, 'I gotta go, but my friend can stick around' Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free Take a load off Fanny, and, (and), (and) You put the load, (put the load), right on me Go down Moses, there ain't nothin' that a-you can't say It's just ol' Luke, and Luke is waiting on the judgment day Well Luke my friend, what about young Anna Lee He said 'do me a favor son, won't you stay and keep Anna Lee company' Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free Take a load off Fanny, and, (and), (and) You put the load, (put the load), right on me Catch a Cannonball now to take me on down the line My bag is sinkin' low, and I do believe it's time Get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one Who sent me here with her regards for everyone Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free Take a load off Fanny, and, (and), (and) You put the load, (put the load), right on me |
One Woman Man (with George
Jones)
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Written
by Tillman Franks and Johnny Horton |
| If you told me that
you loved me, I would feel so proud Let me hold you honey, I'd holler out loud I'll never love another, even if I can Come to me baby, I'm a one woman man Ah won't ya let me baby just a-kinda hang around I'll always love ya honey and I'll never let ya down I'll never love another, even if I can Come to me baby I'm a one woman man I'd climb the highest mountain if it reached up to the sky To prove that I love ya, I'd jump off an' fly I'd even swim the ocean from shore to shore To prove that I love ya a little bit more Ah won't ya let me baby just a-kinda hang around I'll always love ya honey, I'll never let ya down Hey I'll never love another, even if I can Come to me baby I'm a one woman man If you told me that you loved me I would feel so proud Let me hold you honey, I'd holler out loud I'll never love another, even if I can Come to me baby I'm a one woman man Hey won't ya let me baby just a-kinda hang around I'll always love ya honey and I'll never let ya down Hey, I'll never love another, even if I can Come to me baby I'm a one woman man Come to me baby I'm a one woman man |
Confessin' The Blues (with B.B.
King)
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Written
by Walter Brown and Jay McShann |
| Here I stand before
you baby with my heart in my hand I want you greet it mama hopin' that you'll understand I said baby, honey please don't dog me around I'd rather be with you baby, than anyone else I know in town Well, because you're so nice and lovely And have such pleasin' ways You take to your heart, I'll be there the rest of my days I said baby, oh that's the truth honey I declare I wouldn't lie I'd rather love you baby If I didn't, I swear I hope to die I said baby, don't you want a man like me Can you hear me woman Baby, don't you want a man like me You just think about out future, and forget about your used t be When my days are long and dreary and the sun refuse to shine I would never be blue and lonely woman if I knew that you were mine I said baby, you can make everything all right Can I see you today baby, or will it have to be tomorrow night Yes, this is my confession baby I'm thrilled by all your charms It seems like I'm in heaven when I hold you in my arms I said baby, woman you can have me for yourself You know I was meant for you baby And I don't want nobody else You told me that you love me woman, you meant it from the start You said we'd be together 'til death do us part Yeah, but she lied to me BB, she said she caused it all in fun Brother tell me how can I be happy, with all the wrong that women's done |
I Can See For Miles (with Old
Crow Medicine Show)
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Written by Pete Townshend |
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I know you've deceived me,
now here's a surprise If you think that I don't
know about the little tricks you've played I can see for miles and miles You took advantage of my
trust in you when I was so far away I can see for miles and miles The Eiffel Tower and the Taj
Mahal are mine to see on clearer days I can see for miles and
miles |
Let Us Travel, Travel On (with
Del McCoury)
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Written
by Ira Louvin and Charlie Louvin |
| There's a home, high up in
heaven, where with saints I'll ever dwell When the road of life has ended, then I'll bid this world farewell There's no weary ones in heaven, only gladness will be known Sinner come accept my Savior, let us travel, travel on I must give my heart to Jesus, turned away from sin and shame In that book of life in heaven, God has written down my name There's no weary ones in heaven, only gladness will be known Sinner come accept my Savior, let us travel, travel on When this weary life is over, and when saints are marching home Will your soul be free from sorrow, or instead be ye unknown There's no weary ones in heaven, only gladness will be known Sinner come accept my Savior, let us travel, travel on |
Move Along Train (with Mavis
Staples)
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Written
by
Roebuck Staples |
| Well move along train,
you've got your, heavy load Move along train, you've got your, heavy load Move along train, you've got your, heavy load Because my Lord's comin' and-a, he won't be long He's gonna, take me safely home I hear that, train a-comin' You know it's comin' around the curve I can hear that whistle blowin' You know she's strainin' every nerve Well move along train, you've got your, heavy load Move along train, you've got your, heavy load Move along train, you've got your, heavy load Because my Lord's comin' and-a, he won't be long He's gonna, take me safely home Well tell that, bar room lady She better get her, business right 'Cause the gospel train is comin' You know it may be here tonight Well move along train, you've got your, heavy load Move along train, you've got your, heavy load Move along train, you've got your, heavy load Because my Lord's comin' and-a, he won't be long He's gonna, take me safely home Well hear that, voice a-callin' Deep down in your bones Well there's God's dear boy a-callin' He's sayin' "please child come on home" Well move along train, you've got your, heavy load Move along train, you've got your, heavy load Move along train, you've got your, heavy load Because my Lord's comin' and-a, he won't be long He's gonna, take me safely home |
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