You were born in St. Clare's Hospital But I say you were born up in the sky You come floatin' down over New Orleans To the sweet green levee on the riverside
I'm just a weary soul, I got nowhere to go Where I can ease my mind, nowhere can peace I find? I have a troubled mind, worried all the time They call
me in the slammer If they catch me with that Alabama high test 65 southbound cruisin' with a half-pound Blue lights spinin' round, better put the hammer down Dirt road Tennessee
In the alley dogs are barking, chickens crowing down the lane And I feel just like that rooster and his mournful old refrain With sun down on my shoulders
purple robe and a highway halo Passing train sound like silver Broken chain shine like gold Fortunes just a painted stone Gone where them hobos roam Crown
Party of the century, no cops allowed Just me and seven hundred others Come on, join the crowd We got wine, whiskey, women and guns How can you afford
You can't blame a thief for stealing wallets That's just what they do Can't blame Mary for stealing hearts When you taste her barbecue She got a brisket
Times they ain't like nothing they used to be From Rocky mountain to Northeast Tennessee Where the river flows with a dusty cold disease And the babies
? If he gambles when he's in the town or city Tell him what he ought to do to win the round Do not fail to lend your hand and show him pity Always lift
When the summer is come and gone as the leaves fall on the lawn I think of how pleasures pass me bye And I am thinking of my old home and the love I left
, blood like jelly Three crows circle a dead tree One for the lover, one for the pusher One for the deputy Tennessee, Tennessee Tennessee pusher Tennessee pusher Tennessee pusher Tennessee pusher
CIA is witness To the murder of a man at a motel in Memphis? Motel in Memphis, motel in Memphis Run and tell somebody there's blood on the riverside Old
Well, I met her on the corner of Broadway Said she'd seen me coming for a mile Guess I should of known she was troubled By the hoodwink in her eye She
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in the slammer if they catch me with that Alabama high test 69 southbound, cruisin with a half pound Blue lights spinin round, better lay the hammer down Dirt road Tennessee
I say you were born up in the sky You come floatin? down over New Orleans To the sweet green levee on the river side And your voice chirped like old
I'm just a weary soul, I got nowhere to go Where I can ease my mind, oh where can peace I find? I have a troubled mind, worried all the time They call
purple robe, And a highway halo. Passing train, Sound like silver, Broken chain, Shine like gold, Fortunes just a painted stone, Gone where those hobos roam, Crown
