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Sacrifice
03:14
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I’m kicking it babe, I’m kicking it good
I ain’t kicking out a thing like you thought I should
I’m packing my bag, pitching my tent
Ask anybody and they won’t tell you where I went
Thinking it over baby
Tell you what I’m gonna do
Think you’re gonna sacrifice me, I’m gonna sacrifice you
Like I was telling you babe in the wee small hours
When a man’s at the height of his creative powers
He don’t hang around waiting for bread to rise
So I’m living on biscuits, and telling you babe, goodbye
If you ever get to wondering if I’m gone for good
Just take a look around the old neighborhood
I can tell you a thing ‘bout everything you’re gonna see
Every bush, every rock, every tree, ain’t none of ‘em me
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Well Jukebox Jed was a small town boy
And his own pride and joy
Woulda had to be a tossup between two things
His pistol and his rings
He could drink moonshine till he was well blind
Twenty-one years old
Old Double-J could drink and fight
And talk a blue streak all night
But to him that small-town living
Was a little dull
Cuz he cared about his image
And he cared about his role
So one night in the fall he packed it all
And headed round down in the cold night
In a big old beast moving east
And no one minded in the least
Except his mama, who he didn’t even call
And who still left on the light
Old Jukebox rolled into three big towns
And three times got knocked down
By a bigger man, by a faster man
And one time by some punks
In the fourth town old Jed wrecked his car
When he ran it into a pole
So he robbed a store cuz he was broke
And the cops put him in the poke
He didn’t have a dime
So Jukebox Jed got time
And prison for Jed was a hard, hard road
But he made it out on parole
And he found him some work as a drugstore clerk
Where they made him wear a long-sleeved shirt
To hide the tattoos on his arm
Old Jed picked up at the work farm
And everybody thought they were better than him
And Jed started drinking gin
He got him a girl he liked to beat
And lock out in the street
And one day he went too far
And he ended up back in a cop car
“I guess that’s better,” thought Jed
“Than being a girl in a six-foot hole.”
And the federal judge just looked at Jed
And scratched his ugly bald head
He knew Jed was a bad man
He could see it in his eyes
So he put him away for ninety-nine years
And Jed never shed a tear
And when his mama saw Jed on the TV screen
She called up her friend who said, “Oh, you mean
“Your boy’s that one from up Kansas City
“Why’d he kill that girl that was so pretty?”
And Jed’s mama just started to cry
And said she didn’t know why
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Lostville III
03:04
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I’ve been heartbroken
Broke a few hearts too
One thing that I’ve learned is
Nothing makes a man so blue
You know that you can’t love two, boys
No it don’t work that way
One will leave you in the morning
The other will never be the same
Sometimes feels like it’ll all work out
And then suddenly comes that bitter end
And you’ll be sitting there drinking
Stuck down in Lostville once again
I hope you hear me singing
Brother I know how you feel
Seems that we’ve all been that way before
I’m sure we’ll be that way once again
It’s better to have loved and lost that love
Than to have never loved at all
But when it’s all said and over
There’s no one there to break your fall
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So how you been, he says to me
I ain’t doing so good myself as you can clearly see
I’m getting stiff, I’m going blind
Head done left my feet behind
Oh, look at me now, and look at me then
Could you tell what I was from the state I’m in
Still wanna do the things I done before
Trouble is, I just can’t do those things no more, me
Oh my
We’re all gonna die
Can you tell me straight, can you tell me true
You know I’ve always trusted you
Tell me like a man, tell me like a friend
Is anything left besides the end?
Cuz I get up in the morning and I kick it on
And I grumble and I fumble and I stumble along
And I try not to break every time that I bend
And I shake like an old dead tree in the wind, me
Oh my
We’re all gonna die
Can’t say a thing, there ain’t a thing to say
Look in his eyes, and I gotta look away
I can’t believe it’s come at last
The future’s gone, the past is past
I’m wishing for you, may you run in the sun
May you fly like the wind, may you never be done
May you be the only thing you ever wanted to be
I’ll wish it for you, wish it for me, me
Oh my
We’re all gonna die
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Red Dress
03:44
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Hey pretty baby where you going with that red dress on
Hey pretty mama where you going with that red dress on
Going out to have some fun now that her old man is gone
Hey pretty mama where did you sleep last night
Hey pretty mama where did you sleep last night
I didn’t see you baby till the sun was shining bright
Hey pretty mama what makes you so doggone mean
Hey pretty baby what makes you so doggone mean
If you’d be in her shoes you know you’d do the same darn thing
Said hey pretty baby, whoa pretty mama
Hey pretty baby, whoa pretty mama
Where you going with that red dress on
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6. |
New York by Night
03:42
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Finger on my collar, another on my dollar
Coming up on the right
Nothing so fine as New York by night
Hazy as a daisy, most to drive me crazy
Slipping on back out of sight
Nothing so fine as New York by night
Well now it glows and glistens, but if it listens
It don’t have much to say
But that don’t stop me from talking anyway
Moonlight on the water, shouldn’t but I oughta
Promenade till broad daylight
Nothing so fine as
Whether in a five-star hotel, or in a Polish diner
Nothing so fine as New York by night
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7. |
Good to You Blues
05:22
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Babe I been good to you, I couldn’t be bad if I tried
Yeah I been good to you, I couldn’t be bad if I tried
So it ain’t my problem if you ain’t satisfied
You need answers babe, answer’s just not mine to give
You need answers babe, answer’s just not mine to give
If I had ‘em and I held ‘em back I would not deserve to live
Is anybody really gonna love you? Man, you’re gonna find out someday
Is anybody ever really gonna love you, man you’re gonna find out someday
One way or the other, just ain’t my place to say
It’s just like the little man said, everybody must get stoned
It’s just like the big man said, everybody must get stoned
So leave the light on baby and I can find my own way home
Babe I been good to you, I couldn’t be bad if I tried
Yeah I been good to you, I couldn’t be bad if I tried
So it ain’t my problem if you ain’t satisfied
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Daddy Do Right
03:32
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Daddy won’t you do right do right diddy said a
Daddy won’t you do right diddy-dee, said a
Daddy won’t you do right do right diddy,
That’s a-what she said to me
How far down in a radio town do you wanna be?
That’s a-what she said to me
Didn’t want to do right do right diddy said a
Didn’t want to do right diddy-dee, said
Didn’t want to do right do right diddy,
That’s a-what she said to me
How far down in a radio town do you wanna be?
That’s a-what she said to me
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Lonely Man
04:11
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Call all the talk show hosts, the word’s out on the street
First one who gets ahold of this, why, his ratings won’t be beat
I’m ready to take it public, put the mic into my hand
And I’ll tell the world that I’m a lonely man
Call all the record stores, they’ll be clearing off the shelves
Making way for the hottest thing since the King first gave ‘em hell
Why, the whole world will stop and listen when I strike up the band
And I tell the world that I’m a lonely man
Lonely in the morning, lonely at night
Lonely when things are falling apart and lonely when they’re all right
Lonely as a jukebox rusting on the floor
Wondering why nobody wants to hear them old songs no more
Lonely in the morning, lonely at night
Lonely when things are falling apart and lonely when they’re all right
Lonely as a music box, rusting on the shelf
Wishing my arms were long enough for me to open up myself
Better call the President, tell him, ‘maximum alert’
If they handle this diplomatically I hope nobody gets hurt
Why, the markets may bust, and the crops turn to dust, I’ll fix it all if I can
But I gotta tell the world that I’m a lonely man
Oh, I’ll tell ‘em all
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Hey Juliet
05:18
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Hey Juliet
Get out of bed
How many times have I gotta tell you
You’re worth nothing to me dead?
Get up and smile
Stand up and live
I’ve done everything a man can do
Advice is all I’ve left to give
Cuz I am not your Romeo
I am not your Romeo
I don’t want to die for you
And I want you living too
I know it’s hard
It’s hard for us all
We’ve every one got wings to spread
Sometimes we fly and sometimes we fall
I’ll catch you if I can
I’ll catch you if I’m there
But if you hit the ground sometimes
Don’t say it’s cuz I never cared
I’m just your man
And I ain’t your first
Heaven knows I ain’t the best
But you should know I ain’t the worst
Hey Juliet
Get out of bed
Quit this talk about dying for love
And just try and live your life instead
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Time finds everything sometime
I won’t rest till I find peace of mind
And I’ll miss you while you’re gone
Yeah I’ll miss you while you’re gone
But I ain’t gonna grieve for long
Tried your best to steal me, yeah you won
I can’t complain, know I had my fun
And I stayed out till the dawn
And I stumbled already gone
But I ain’t gonna grieve for long
I got a parrot and he knows your name
He tells time but it’s always the same
And I taught him how to piss in the wind
But he keeps coming back again
Guess he never did grieve for long
Time finds everything and drags it down
Won’t be long till I come around
And I’ll miss you while you’re gone
And I’ll miss you while you’re gone
But I ain’t gonna grieve for long
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Bill Hangley, Jr Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Bill Hangley, Jr is a Philadelphia journalist who’s been writing songs for over thirty years. His journalism will be forgotten but he hopes his songs won't
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