1. |
Follow Me, Boy
03:37
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Getting too old
For that cocaine
The bottle's bound
To let you down again
Oh, that weed
Never did you right
Follow me, boy
I'll get you thru the night
Those good time women
Just leave you broke and blue
Those uptown ladies
Can't love a man like you
And those daddy's girls
Just looking to be your wife
Follow me, boy
I'll get you thru the night
You ain't got to be lost
You ain't got to be alone
If just for a little while
You let me be your home
And we'll hide away
From prying eyes
Follow me, boy
I'll get you thru the night
No rockabilly angels
Gonna impart no truth
No hillbilly heaven
Gonna open its gates to you
Ain't no cowboy Jesus
Gonna steer you right
Follow me, boy
I'll get you thru the night
You ain't got to be lost
You ain't got to be alone
If just for a little while
You let me be your home
And we'll hide away
From prying eyes
Follow me, boy
I'll get you thru the night
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2. |
Alabama Moon
03:48
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Moss on the pine
Blood in the clay
Devil's rolling down
That Lost Highway
Hurry my dear
You ain't got long
Better get to heaven
Before The Devil knows you're gone
That Alabama moon
Shines thru the trees
And you're bleeding out
Your back in the leaves
Ain't no praying
Can undo what's been done
Just another sinner
Whose time has come
Moss on the pine
Blood in the clay
Devil's rolling down
That Lost Highway
Hurry my dear
You ain't got long
Better get to heaven
Before The Devil knows you're gone
Could have done right by me
But you ain't that kinda girl
Chose that crooked path
You ain't long for this world
That lonesome river
It flows like blood
Just another murder
In the Alabama mud
Moss on the pine
Blood in the clay
Devil's rolling down
That Lost Highway
Hurry my dear
You ain't got long
Better get to heaven
Before The Devil knows you're gone
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3. |
Emily
03:03
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Emily, you ain't just anybody
Emily, you had it all
But pedestals ain't built for everybody
It's gonna hurt like hell when you fall
Emily, those little girl ways
Only gonna get you so far
Because beauty, it always fades
Then you're stuck being what you are
Hey, hey, hey Emily
You might never get your due
You're a helluva girl
But it's a big ole world
And it don't spin around you
You can't turn mud into gold
Can't pray rain from the desert sky
Can't keep from growing old
Can't take back goodbye
Hey, hey, hey Emily
You might never get your due
You're a helluva girl
But it's a big ole world
And it don't spin around you
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4. |
Never Get Away
02:32
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Itching for your freedom
Darling you should know
Just because you're leaving
Don't mean I'll let you go
You ain't no free spirit, boy
You're fettered and bound
It's gonna be hard to get too far
With my chains dragging you down
You might take refuge
In the arms of some sweetheart
But she'll cut you loose, boy
When she sees my mark
Baby, I'm a blitzkrieg
Burning right on your heels
Laying waste to everyplace
You might get your thrills
Because I know all your kinfolk
Know them each by name
And they ain't gonna hide you
And I've been throwing water
On all your old flames
And they're sure to deny you
You can't run fast enough
You can't hide long enough
You just ain't smart enough
No, you're never gonna
Get away from me
Ain't no amount of miles
Can keep us apart
Ain't no darkened waters
My loving ways can't part
Ain't no steel locks
My tears won't turn to rust
Ain't no city walls
My cries won't turn to dust
Because I know all your kinfolk
Know them each by name
And they ain't gonna hide you
And I've been throwing water
On all your old flames
And they're sure to deny you
You can't run fast enough
You can't hide long enough
You just ain't smart enough
No, you're never gonna
Get away from me
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5. |
Korilynn
03:27
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Korilynn dreamed of Alabama
The way most girls did Hollywood
She said, "These Boston boys sure are pretty,
But they never done me no good."
Set out for the Mason-Dixon
Barreling down that 85
Let out a holler at the Georgia border
Let them Bama boys know she'd arrived
Throw me in that muddy water
Whiskey alone ain't gonna save me
Get out your five string and just start picking
Sing me a song, in that hillbilly key
Billy Jack been playing for free beer
Since he was twelve years old
His daddy told him put down that banjo
But he never did what he was told
Saw him singing Merle Haggard
In a dive south of Birmingham
Ever since then she's been a Yankee girl
In love with an Alabama man
Because I know all your kinfolk
Know them each by name
And they ain't gonna hide you
And I've been throwing water
On all your old flames
And they're sure to deny you
You can't run fast enough
You can't hide long enough
You just ain't smart enough
No, you're never gonna
Get away from me
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6. |
Nothing To You
04:05
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You made an art
Out of leaving me
I never found a part
In your uptown scene
Tossed me by the wayside
Washed your hands clean
Everybody knows you've
Got no use for me
I've seen you end the world
With your new affair
Strolled by cooing and cuddling
Like I wasn't there
You make forgetting me
Seem easy to do
Everybody knows
I'm nothing to you
Baby, don't try so hard
It's plain to see
Everybody knows
You've gotten over me
Baby, don't try so hard
You've got nothing to prove
Everybody knows
I'm nothing to you
I start my mornings
Pretty much the same
You might be gone
But nothing else has changed
I walk that highway
Down to the liquor store
They know you don't
Miss me no more
Bet you never make it 'round
To my side of town
My style of living
Always brought you down
But if you did come by
You'd have nothing to lose
Everybody knows
I'm nothing to you
Baby, don't try so hard
It's plain to see
Everybody knows
You've gotten over me
Baby, don't try so hard
You've got nothing to prove
Everybody knows
I'm nothing to you
You don't have to try so hard
It's plain to see
Everybody knows
You've gotten over me
Baby, don't try so hard
You've got nothing to prove
Everybody knows
I'm nothing to you
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7. |
Left Hand Blues
03:43
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I know where you go
When the sun goes down
Down by the river side
Where good folks don't hang around
There's a man down there
He walks that left hand path
What you give to him
He ain't never getting back
Oh,
You're gonna give that devil his due
Oh,
When he gets his hooks in you
Oh,
You better start tonight
Oh,
You better start doing something right
Stands by still waters
Fishing for souls of man
You ain't no seventh son
Ain't got no mojo hand
He knows your true name
Boy, he got you fixed
While you been dreaming
He been laying tricks
Oh,
You're gonna give that devil his due
Oh,
When he gets his hooks in you
Oh,
You better start tonight
Oh,
You better start doing something right
When you crawl home in the morning
If you make it home at all
You'll see another mule
Been kicking in your stall
Go tell your troubles
To Lil John The Conqueroo
Cus I ain't gonna be the one
To sing these Left Hand Blues
Oh,
You're gonna give that devil his due
Oh,
When he gets his hooks in you
Oh,
You better start tonight
Oh,
You better start doing something right
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8. |
Bad Genes, Hard Living
02:39
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9. |
Throw Down
02:33
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10. |
Don't Go Askin'
04:28
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Don't go askin'
Asking around about me
Don't go askin'
About all my used-to-be's
Don't go poking in the shadows
Don't go digging up bones
The past ain't nothing but a burden
Leave my yesterdays alone
Darling, best give up on the truth
The truth never set nobody free
Better start thinking what you'll lose
Don't go asking 'round about me
Don't go askin
'Bout before you and me
Don't go wonderin'
About the girl I used to be
Learning my wrongs
Won't set nothing right
What's done in the dark
Got no business in the light
Darling, best give up on the truth
The truth never set nobody free
Better start thinking what you'll lose
Don't go asking 'round about me
Don't go askin'
Just let that sleeping dog lie
Don't go askin'
Just let my bygones go on by
Wasn't nothing straight and narrow
About what brought me to you
Let some sins stay sacred
Let some lies be true
Darling, best give up on the truth
The truth never set nobody free
Better start thinking what you'll lose
Don't go asking 'round about me
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11. |
Boneyard Express
04:51
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Teeth will gnas and flesh will rend
When that train rolls round the bend
Coughing black smoke
in the purple sky
Hear that whistle whine
through the fog and through the pines
The sparks on the rails
Set the woods alight
The engineer hits the brakes
And all of Alabama shakes
And waits for you
To take your seat inside
Ain't no agent, ain't no station
No one knows its destination
But this train's been coming
Your whole life
And you'll cry
Oh, how you'll cry
When that midnight train rolls through
And you'll cry
Oh, how you'll cry
When that midnight train comes for you
'Cus you, you got nothing now
Said you, you got nothing now
Good deeds, they won't save you
Faith alone, it won't spare you
Comes for the wicked
And the just alike
Ain't no need to worry
Sure ain't no need to hurry
Couldn't miss this train if you tried
Conductor's deaf to your pleas
So get on up off your knees
He'll take you away
No matter what you do
You know I understand
But I can't lend you no hand
Because he'll come for me
Same as he came for you
And you'll cry
Oh, how you'll cry
When that midnight train rolls through
And you'll cry
Oh, how you'll cry
When that midnight train comes for you
'Cus you, you got nothing now
Said you, you got nothing now
You might pray, you might cures
You might be last, you might be first
But that old train
Will keep rolling back
So be grateful and be kind
Because we're all running short on time
And that old train
Will never jump its track
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The Mulligrubs Mobile, Alabama
Fronted by a little woman with a big voice belting out tales of hard living, wayward souls and the occasional murder- suicide, The Mulligrubs play a brand of bluegrass tinged honky tonk teeming with hillbilly guitar licks, stomping tunes and more combustible energy than an impending still explosion. Preferring their country with plenty of rough edges and several shots of whiskey. ... more
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