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No Mother `Old 97's`

In the valley of the shadows, I'm waiting For mother and the other ones I love So know I'll always love you Until we meet above In the battle of the bottle I'm an innocent And the breaking of glass I'm

Indefinitely `Old 97's`

Well the room was Mediterranean and the meaning was two- fold We got busted by your mother though you're 29 years old And the pictures wrapped in cellophane like sandwiches or stamps Burned holes in my

Iron Road `Old 97's`

iron road, you'll never give up the gold I spent 24 hours today lookin' back and feelin' low 24 hours of lookin' back can kill you, I've been told At 60 my dad left that boyhood town Within a year our mother

'97 Bonnie & Clyde `Tori Amos`

She''s takin a little nap in the trunk Oh that smell da-da musta runned over a skunk Now I know what you''re thinkin - it''s kind of late to go swimmin But you know your mama, she''s one of those

Won't Be Home `Old 97's`

wounded knee And we're at waterloo So please get out of my car I was born in the backseat of a mustang On a cold night, in a hard raid And the very first song that the radio sang, It was "I won't be home no

Four Leaf Clover `Old 97's`

I got a four leaf clover, but I ain't got no hope of getting you. I got a lucky silver dollar. My granddad gave it to me now he's dead.

Mama Tried `Old 97's`

First thing I remember knowin' was a lonesome whistle blowin' And a young one's dream of growing up to ride On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound No one could steer me right but

Alone so Far `Old 97's`

I am easy in her midst, Why elaborate, when there's no need to? But I do, all night, My words ring like money off a bar. But she's here, asleep now, One can only go alone so far.

Bugz 97 `D12`

Who run shit, watch these drums hit You dove head first into some old dumb shit Here's a can of ass whip, for you to come get Your clique made their trip, I made them hoes submit Ask your girl, she

Victoria `Old 97's`

Victoria you talk so low that no one else can hear, Unless you point your megaphone directly at their ear. This is the story of Victoria Lee, She started on Rohypinol and ended up with me.

The New Kid `Old 97's`

The new kid, he's got money The money I deserve He's got the goods But he's not good for his word I should be rolling in it Up in it working stuff As for the justice no one Knows where it went I'm gonna

Oppenheimer `Old 97's`

been getting it on Beneath a quarter moon beneath a quarter moon Watching it go until its all the way gone On a road called Oppenheimer And the days gonna be today And the time is gonna be right now No

W. TX. Teardrops `Old 97's`

So I guess there'll be no family, so I guess there'll be no wife. Gonna roll away on an old steel dray, it's gonna be my life. And the roadmaps I been reading, I never came to figure out.

If My Heart Was A Car `Old 97's`

my heart was a car You would have stripped it a long time ago And if my heart was a car You would have stripped it down and sold it off To the greasy man in the salvage lot As it is it's just a heart No

Just Like California `Old 97's`

Just like California was not even there Since it's gone I'm so withdrawn I ain't got no one nowhere Right beside the ocean my darlin' Clementine Well the water got high and she never got dry and She was

Jagged `Old 97's`

anything not to feel so jagged I'd give anything not to feel so jagged I'd give anything not to feel so jagged I couldn't drink enough to make this make sense But I think I'm gonna give it a try There's no

Nervous Guy `Old 97's`

From a nervous guy From a nervous guy When the smoke pours into the bedroom, When the man comes 'round collectin' all our friends, When the loved one finally learns that the fire no longer burns, I can

Valentine Old 97`s

Heartbreak, old friend, goodbye it's me again. Of late, I've had some thought of movin' in.

Buick City Complex `Old 97's`

I've known both kinds of love But i want to get it right this time I don't wanna settle down I don't want to make no plans Exept for what i'm gonna do With a pair of idle hands Chorus: They're tearing

Am I Too Late `Old 97's`

Now there's no more little girls in Pine Bluff, They all ran like tears out of this place.

Smokers `Old 97's`

I'm dragging it up all my extra store She was singing and I was smoking Saving butts all I can afford I'm just sitting up it's late, it's getting rough It's two o'clock, black and white Ceilings got no

What We Talk About `Old 97's`

Well the hour is late for a visit on a whim Well the hour is late for a quiet drunken talk I don't begrudge you the anger in your voice No I don't begrudge you anything at all 'Cause I know...that the

Cryin' Drunk `Old 97's`

won't You'd like to think I'm sleeping very peacefully, I'm not I'm cryin' drunk, I'm cryin' drunk, I'm cryin' Walker says you're a Cancer I just think you're a flu Oh, but then again I'm a Virgo I'm no

Coahuila `Old 97's`

About what I'm going to watch on television And I'll dream tonight of dancing in Coahuila With a little brown haired girl and her tequila My mama always seems to sing the same song You'll never meet no

Blinding Sheets Of Rain `Old 97's`

leave Now you are gone and the world is an ugly place And I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain I love you, lost it's meaning to shipwrecked fools like me The rain is never ending there's no

Up The Devil's Pay `Old 97's`

ways I want to hear your sound again I want to see you 'round someday I want to make you happy but the devil's out my way So I'll just pack up everything Roll it out and up the devil's pay And it seems no

Coahulia `Old 97's`

ll never meet no decent girls at Dallas honky tonks What she says is true, with that I must agree ?Cause any girl worth having wouldn?t have a thing to do with me I?

Let the Idiot Speak `Old 97's`

Now there's a half a million reasons we can argue You're right in front of me now and there's no one to talk to Who would have thought it could feel so bad sometimes?

Melt Show `Old 97's`

Is this more than some old summer fling? And this thing we have, will it mean anything? When October rolls around will you sober up and let me down? Will you sober up and let me?

Streets Of Where I'm From `Old 97's`

But now I'm old, hell I'm well past twent-five - And I can't seem to fall in love no matter how I try. And I wonder where I'll wind up but I'm headed west I know.