Alabama High-Test
Got me in a big mess
Higher than a wildcat
Runnin'
Now listen here...
Everytime I'm talkin bout tomorrow, I'm thinkin bout
I'm just a weary soul, I got nowhere to go
Where
Well I swear your perfume babe is made out of
Well if you want it God's got it
He's got
Chorus:
Well, it’s hard to love and not be loved
It’s hard
Party of the century
No cops allowed
Just me and seven hundred
James River Blues
I just heard the awful news
I could steer
I walk down that lonesome line
Hung down my head
Times they ain’t like nothing they used to be
From Rocky
Were you there when the man from Atlanta was murdered
Well she drug me down
Tossed me round
Slammeded my
Well the summer's come and gone
And as the leaves fall
Well well well
Chorus:
Come along little children come along
Well I had girl, her name was Eve
Every time I'd
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