Hillbilly Rock - Lyrics


Hillbilly Rock

Written by Paul Kennerley

It comes from Mississippi, and down in Alabam
Creepin' like a fever all across the land
From deep in the Delta on the Louisiana shore
The people got to have it, they wanna hear some more

It's the hillbilly rock, beat it with a drum
Playin' them guitars like shootin from a gun
Keepin' up the rhythm, steady as a clock
Doin' a little thing called the hillbilly rock

Some say it came from Memphis down in Tennessee
Or it drifted in from Georgia about 1953
Just as long as it's greasy, as long as it's fast
As long as it's pumpin' honey, it's gonna last

It's the hillbilly rock, beat it with a drum
Playin' them guitars like shootin from a gun
Keepin' up the rhythm, steady as a clock
Doin' a little thing called the hillbilly rock

Way back in old Kentucky where the bluegrass grows
Through the Carolinas on them dirt red roads
Burnin like a fire runnin' wild in the woods
From Arkansas to Texas, it sounds so good

It's the hillbilly rock, beat it with a drum
Playin' them guitars like shootin from a gun
Keepin' up the rhythm, steady as a clock
Doin' a little thing called the hillbilly rock

So when the heat starts to risin' and you gotta blow some steam
Take a ride down the river, you'll see just what I mean
The juke joint's jumpin, when that cat goes on
The whole place is shakin', there's a something goin' on

It's the hillbilly rock, beat it with a drum
Playin' them guitars like shootin from a gun
Keepin' up the rhythm, steady as a clock
Doin' a little thing called the hillbilly rock

Doin' a little thing called the hillbilly rock
Doin' a little thing called the hillbilly rock


Western Girls

Written by Marty Stuart and Paul Kennerley

Big hair, pink lips, eyes all painted up
Spray net and George Strait riding in her pickup truck
Midnight, highway, headed for the club Siam
Heartbeat hot spot, looking for a cowboy man
I'm a talking about
Western girls, got me jumpin' up for joy
Western girls, makes me glad I'm a good ole boy
Western girls, the best I've ever seen
Western girls, every cowboy's dream

Jukebox, dance floor, angel in a cowboy hat
Dim lights, slow dance, how come they move like that
Well I've honky tonked all around the world
And every place I go
I've seen them cowboy girls doing the do-si-do
I'm a talking about
Western girls, got me jumpin' up for joy
Western girls, makes me glad I'm a good ole boy
Western girls, the best I've ever seen
Western girls, every cowboy's dream

Western girls, got me jumpin' up for joy
Western girls, makes me glad I'm a good ole boy
Western girls, the best I've ever seen
Western girls, every cowboy's dream


Don't Leave Her Lonely Too Long

Written by Marty Stuart and Kostas

Well my friend, you ask me what to do
If I were you and feeling blue
I know inside that you still care
You want her here but she's out there
Don't leave her lonely too long
'Cause she'll be gone, gone, gone
Don't leave her lonely too long
'Cause she'll be gone, gone, gone

You still have time to change her mind
She needs to know the way you feel
And there could be no better time
You've got to show her your love is real
Don't leave her lonely too long
'Cause she'll be gone, gone, gone
Don't leave her lonely too long
'Cause she'll be gone, gone, gone

There's strangers waiting in line
To take your place and leave you behind
And then too late you'll change your mind
Your heart will break a million times
Don't leave her lonely too long
'Cause she'll be gone, gone, gone
Don't leave her lonely too long
'Cause she'll be gone, gone gone
'Cause she'll be gone, gone, gone


The Coal Mine Blues

Written by Marty Stuart

I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road
I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road
It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load

I swing that hammer and I draw a low straight line
I swing that hammer and I draw a low straight line
It's a 40 hour livin' for that gal of mine

Well the foreman asked me what would be my say
Oh the foreman asked me what might be my say
I said just a drink of water and favor on the judgment day

I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road
I'm tired of walking down that lonesome road
It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load

Well, I roll a lucky dice and draw a winning hand
I roll a lucky dice and draw a winning hand
But where my money goes, I don't understand

Well, the king of Memphis, popping four bit shines
Well the king of Memphis, popping four bit shines
I'm up here in Kentucky slave to this old mine

Every time it thunders, I hear them sad ole taps
Oh every time it thunders, I hear them sad ole taps
And if this mountain shakes, it's gonna fall right in my lap

I'm tired of walkin' down that lonesome road
I'm tired of walkin down that lonesome road
It's a mighty hard travelin' and a heavy load


The Wild One

Written by Merle Kilgore and Tillman Franks

Give me my cycle and a star-filled sky above
And a good lookin' woman with a heart full of love
I'll go to any honky tonk in any old town
'Cause I am the wild one and I'll never settle down

I am the wild one, I am the wild one
I am the wild one, I'll never settle down

I've got a gal in every town who claims she loves me so
I love 'em and leave 'em and want them all to know
That when I hear that wild wind a blowin' down the road
I know I'll have to travel fast to leave without a load

I am the wild one, I am the wild one
I am the wild one, I'll never settle down

I am the wild one, I believe in travelin' light
Just me and my cycle speeding through the night
I love a lot of women and I take them all around
But I am the wild one, I'll settle down

I am the wild one, I am the wild one
I am the wild one, I'll never settle down
Never settle down, I'll never settle down


Me And Billy The Kid

Written by Joe Ely

Me and Billy the Kid never got along
I didn't like the way he cocked his head and he wore his gun all wrong
We had the same girlfriend and he never forgot it
She had a cute little Chihuahua till one day he up and shot it
He rode the hard country down the New Mexico line
He had a silver pocket watch he never did wind.
He crippled the piano player for playin' his favorite song
Yeah, me and Billy the Kid never got along

Me and Billy the Kid never got along
I didn't like the way he parted his hair and he wore his gun all wrong
He was bad to the bone all hopped up on speed.
I would've left him alone if it hadn't been for that Senorita
He gave her silver and he paid her hotel bill
But it was me that she loved and she said she always will.
I'd always go and see her when Billy was gone
And me and Billy the Kid never got along

Me and Billy the Kid never got along
I didn't like the way he tied his shoes and he wore his gun all wrong
One day I said to Billy "I've got this foolproof scheme"
We'll rob Wells Fargo "It's just bustin at the seams."
I admit that I framed him but I don't feel so bad
'Cause the way I was livin' was drivin' me mad
Billy reached for his gun but his gun was on wrong
Me and Billy the Kid never got along

Me and Billy the Kid never got along
But I like the way he swayed in the wind when I played him his favorite song
Now my baby sings with me to "La Cucaracha"
She winds her silver pocket watch and pets her new Chihuahua
I moved in to the hotel got a room with a shower
We lay and listen to that watch tick hour after hour
Outside I hear the wind blowin' away so strong
Me and Billy the Kid never got along


Cry, Cry, Cry

Written by John R. Cash

Everybody knows where you go when the sun goes down
I think you only live to see the lights of town
I wasted my time when I would try, try, try
When the lights have lost their glow, you're gonna cry, cry, cry

I lie awake at night and wait till you come in
You stay a little while and then you're gone again
For every question that I ask, I get a lie, lie, lie
For every lie you tell, you're gonna cry, cry, cry

You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone
When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own
You're gonna cry, cry, cry

Well, soon your sugar daddies will all be gone
You'll wake up some cold day and find you're alone
You'll call for me but I'm a gonna tell you bye, bye, bye
When I turn around and I walk away, you'll cry, cry, cry

You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone
When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own
You're gonna cry, cry, cry

You're gonna cry, cry, cry and you'll cry alone
When everyone's forgotten and you're left on your own
You're gonna cry, cry, cry
You're gonna cry, cry, cry


When The Sun Goes Down

Written by Marty Stuart and Mark Collie

I do all right in the daylight
Sunshine seems to keep you off my mind
But as evening shadows fall around me
Well it won't be long before I cross the line

When the sun goes down, well I go crazy
I feel like a stranger in this town
That lonesome feeling overtakes me
Heartaches come around
When the sun goes down

Each day I ask the same old questions
What did I do the night before
My friends give me the same old answers
And I promise I won't do that anymore

When the sun goes down, well I go crazy
I feel like a stranger in this town
That lonesome feeling overtakes me
Heartaches come around
When the sun goes down
Ah those heartaches come around
When the sun goes down


Easy To Love (Hard To Hold)

Written by Marty Stuart and Paul Kennerley

There's a train a comin' and I need a ride
Somewhere to run and somewhere to hide
I'd love to stay here by your side
But honey I'm hard to hold

I was born running wild and free
If you try to put a chain on me
A trail of dust is all you'll see
'Cause honey I'm hard to hold

It's hard to hold a ramblin' man
I'll slip through your fingers like a handful of sand
My intentions are as good as gold
Well, I'm easy to love but I'm hard to hold
Easy to love but I'm hard to hold

I've gotta get me back to Alabam
There's something baby you must understand
You can't slip a ring around a travelin' man
Honey I'm hard to hold

It's hard to hold a ramblin' man
I'll slip through your fingers like a handful of sand
My intentions are as good as gold
Well I'm easy to love but I'm hard to hold
Easy to love but I'm hard to hold

I'm a travelin' man, by desire
Tear it up and raise hell-fire
I live my life up against the wire
Honey I'm hard to hold

There's a time for lovin' and time to leave
I'll be back, I do believe
I've got a wild card up my sleeve
Honey I'm hard to hold

It's hard to hold a ramblin' man
I'll slip through your fingers like a handful of sand
My intentions are as good as gold
Well I'm easy to love but I'm hard to hold
Easy to love but I'm hard to hold

Easy to love but I'm hard to hold
Easy to love but I'm hard to hold


Since I Don't Have You

Written by Marty Stuart and Mark Collie

The man on the street without any shoes
With nowhere to go and nothing to lose
Somehow I can tell what he's going through
He looks like I feel since I don't have you

Since I don't have you, I've learned to survive
On little or nothing to keep me alive
I'd turn to another but to tell you the truth
I don't have the heart since I don't have you

I start out each day without any clue
Of where I might be when my day is through
And I don't have a friend that I haven't used
To get through the night since I don't have you

Since I don't have you, I've learned to survive
On little or nothing to keep me alive
I'd turn to another but to tell you the truth
I don't have the heart since I don't have you
I don't have the heart since I don't have you


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