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Whiskey Bottom Blues
02:48
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Whiskey Bottom Blues
by Michael Solan, feat. Honey Whiskey Trio
I miss my home in the Appalachian hills
Berkely Springs, West Virginia down to Louisville
Ain’t no tellin’ when I’m a turn in
Me and my girl are headed for the hills again
This LA life just ain’t the same
As the untamed wilderness from where I came
At times I ache for the Eastern sky
That Western sunset returns my sweet reply
I miss my home in the Appalachian hills
Berkely Springs, West Virginia down to Louisville
Ain’t no tellin’ when I’m a turn in
Come to my senses, I’m headed for the hills again
I don’t go back but once or twice a year
That’s if I got the funds for to fly my fare
If I stay a couple too many days
I catch the same old feeling and relive my rambling ways
I miss my home in the Appalachian hills
Berkely Springs, West Virginia down to Louisville
Ain’t no tellin’ when I’m a turn in
Cut my losses, I’m headed for the hills again
Oh, how I yearn for All Saint’s Road
Highridge on the Scaggsville line down to Whiskey Bottom, Lord
I come thus far, I couldn’t tell you what for
But it’s a hell of a four-day drive back to Baltimore
Lord knows I got Laurel on my mind, Lord knows I got Laurel on my mind
Lord knows I love Laurel - If you don’t like Laurel, you don’t gotta go there
Lord knows I got Laurel on my mind
I miss my home in the Appalachian hills
Berkely Springs, West Virginia down to Louisville
Ain’t no tellin’ when I’m a turn in
Turn it all around, I’m headed for the hills again
I miss my home in the Appalachian hills
Berkely Springs, West Virginia down to Louisville
Ain’t no tellin’ when I’m a turn in
Me and my girl are headed for the hills again
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Good n' Greasy
02:34
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I Keep My Skillet Good & Greasy All the Time
Traditional
I’m going downtown, gonna buy me a sack of flour
Gonna cook it up every hour
I keep my skillet good and greasy all the time, time, time
I keep my skillet good and greasy all the time
Darling if you say so, I’ll never go to work no more
I will lay around your shanty all the time, time, time
I will lay around your shanty all the time
Those men don’t like me, just because I keep my pride
All you women crying papi, say you want to be my bride
I keep my skillet good and greasy all the time, time, time
I keep my skillet good and greasy all the time
Gonna take them by the hand, all gonna have a ball
You got a mule kickin’ in your stall
I keep my skillet good and greasy all the time, time, time
I keep my skillet good and greasy all the time
Got chickens in my sack, a pack of bloodhounds on my tracks
I’m pullin’ for my shanty home, home, home
I’m pullin’ for my shanty home
If they beat me to the door, I’m gonna put ‘em under the floor
I keep my skillet good and greasy all the time, time, time
I keep my skillet good and greasy all the time
Goin’ to the hills, bout to fetch me a jug of whiskey
I’m gonna give it to my girl
I keep her good and drunk and frisky all the time, time, time
I keep her good and drunk and frisky all the time
I’m going downtown, gonna buy me a sack of flour
Cut it up now nigh on every hour
I keep my skillet good and greasy all the time, time, time
I keep my skillet good and greasy all the time
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Waiting Game
02:02
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Waiting Game
by Michael Solan
You never answer when I call
You don’t seem to care very much for me at all
First you pick me up, then you leave me on the line to hang
Hello operator, could you call me back later, and relay to me your number and your name
You’ve been holding my heart so long
I’m so low when you go, baby won’t you come on
Lately my hearts been aching, baby in vain
Here I am all alone again, just playing the waiting game
You never listen to the words I write
You don’t give me the time of day or ever offer me a light
Any moment, you’re gonna refrain
When you hear my song, you’ll be singing along, catch a feeling for the fortune and the fame
When I get home, the first thing I’ll do
Is just to take my time and drop a pretty little line to you
All along, you felt the same
I’m no one’s fool, I’m just playing it cool when it comes to the waiting game
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God Fearing Man
01:55
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God Fearing Man
by Michael Solan, feat. Honey Whiskey Trio
I am a god fearing man, dear, my truly love
Will you unto me, babe, praise and worship great God above
I’m just a simple thing, all I can give you is all I’ve got
You’ve come to tempt me
Go fetch your father from down yonder saloon afar
He’ll bring his blessings and his lessons to teach to ours
I’m just a simple thing, all I can give you is all I’ve got
You’ve come to tempt me
I love the way you smoke the way you drink, the way you talk, the way you
Think about you always, and you call me your simple thing
Sinnin’ for you always, Lord, you cause me so much pain
I’m just ramblin’, all I can give you is all I’ve got
You’ve come to claim me
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Poor Boy
01:44
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Poor Boy
by Michael Solan
I feel just like a genius
I think therefore I am
I am just a poor boy
Pretty mama take my hand
I feel a lot like Jesus
This place just like Heaven
I am just a poor boy
I do not give a damn
Line up all the bad men
Put us all to death
When the sinners have all gone away
I wonder is there anybody left
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Midnight Special
02:03
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Midnight Special
Traditional, lead vocals by Silvio Barahona
Yonder come Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know
I can tell her by her apron and the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand
She gonna tell the governor, turn loose my man
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine her ever-loving light on me
When you wake up in the morning, hear the big bell ring
Go walking to the table, hear the same damn thing
Knife and fork are on the table, ain’t nothin’ in the pan
If you say anything about it, you get in trouble with the man
(chorus)
If you ever go to Houston, you better walk right
You better not squabble, you better not fight
Benson Crocker will arrest you, Jimmy Boon will take you down
You can bet your bottom dollar you’re penitentiary-bound
(chorus
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Miss Rosie don’t love me, could you tell me why
She hasn’t come to see me since last July
She brought a little coffee, my baby brought a little weed
She brought me damn near everything except the jailhouse key
(chorus)
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In The Pines
02:58
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In the Pines
Traditional - Leadbelly
My girl, my girl, don’t you lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine
I’ll shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go
I’m going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine
I’ll shiver the whole night through
Her husband was a hard-working man
Killed about a mile form here
His head was found in a driving-wheel
His body will never be found
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Almighty Dollar
03:22
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Almighty Dollar
by Michael Solan
You only loved me, all my money - I don’t mind, I don’t mind
You come runnin’ when I get paid, I get paid, I get paid
I went home to see my family, all they had to really say
Was my son, where is all your money, what will you do after today
I ain’t got a penny man, never mind a dollar
There’s a girl at the bank that’ll do what I tell her
I don’t know how I’m a get by, the way I’ve been living I’m liable to die
Ain’t no telling what I’m a gonna do
Probably cash that check and give it right back to you
The grass is green across the valley, the sun is gold as a doubloon
Come starry diamonds, we’ll all be lined in the sliver lining of the moon
Sure as my face wore a check so blank, they danced together, made a daisy chain
On the horizon that keeps on smiling in that peculiar way, I’ll make my way
I ain’t got a penny man, never mind a dollar
There’s a girl at the bank that’ll do what I tell her
I don’t know how I’m a get by, the way I’ve been living I’m liable to die
Ain’t no telling what I’m a gonna do
Probably cash that check and give it right back to you
Say that you want me, say that you need me
Say that you love me, you don’t wanna live without me
Come on babe, say you will
Oh, glory came and went in such a hurry
I wish so many moments just to stay
Before the feeling’s gone, them hands and seconds take their turn
Now I yearn for her to come some other day
(Say you will)
Don’t you worry, I got your money Rory
You’ve been so kind to let me borrow
Such a friend indeed, thank you kindly for the time I need
I’ll see you have your money by tomorrow
(Say you will)
I ain’t got a penny man, never mind a dollar
There’s a girl at the bank that’ll do what I tell her
I don’t know how I’m a get by, the way I’ve been living I’m liable to die
Ain’t no telling what I’m a gonna do
Probably cash that check and give it right back to you
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9. |
Take Me Back
01:56
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Take Me Back
by Michael Solan
If you take me back, I’ll quit smoking crack
If you take me back, I’ll untie you from the tracks
If you take me back, cut my noose a little slack
If you take me back, I’ll give you everything you lack
I don't know how I hurt the ones I care the most about
Pickin’ at my fingernails, trails of them I choose for you
What I wouldn’t do for you, what I wouldn’t do
If you take me back, I’ll quit smoking crack
If you take me back, I’ll untie you from the tracks
If you take me back, cut my noose a little slack
If you take me back, I’ll give you everything you lack
She was such a lovely cup of tea
The rarest fish in the fairest of the seas
That scar she gave me is starting to fade
Seems to me to be no easy way to say how much you mean to me
I’ll quit smoking crack
I’ll quit shooting smack
I’ll give you everything
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What Am I Supposed to Do
by Michael Solan feat. Honey Whiskey Trio & slide guitar by Nick Salazar
What am I supposed to do, now that everything has changed
I can’t even hear my name, what am I supposed to do?
Which is worse, to be loved or to be hated
To fade away or be degraded
To make the bed or lay in it
Which is better, to hide inside or brave the weather
Go and get her or forget her
To be alone or feel alone
What am I supposed to do, now that everything has changed
I can’t even hear my name, what am I supposed to do?
What’s the difference, when I can’t seem to find the substance
Enough to utter one more sentence
Between right and wrong
What’s the matter, and will we ever find the answer
Or will we just keep looking backwards
Oh, how many times I have asked
What am I supposed to do?
Darling, please don’t think that I’m a fool
Because I know the answer will always be with you
What am I supposed to do
Now the song don’t sound the same
I’m the only one to blame
What am I supposed to do?
Which is better, to hear the words or read the letter
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