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Lyrics for Short
While Ago, Copyright 2008
Track 1
Still House Road
Verse
1
Hey all ya
boys, head down the road
Fire up the
still and make some noise
And run
that bow and fiddle in the bright moon light
I want to
rock you baby till the morning light
Chorus
Run on
down the still house road
Run till
ya can’t run no more
And
listen to the sound of that ol’ banjo ring
And girl
don’t you wear that diamond ring
No girl,
don’t you wear that thing
Verse
2
All you
rounders head on down
Down to the
banks where the water’s brown
I want to
hear a little fiddle and strumming on a flat top box
I want to
rock you baby till the morning dawn
Chorus
Verse
3
Run on boys
just quick as you can
And don’t
get caught by that ol’ law man
And run for
the hills till the morning light
And hold
you baby, hold your baby tight
Chorus
Track 2
Stone Walls
Verse
1
A day a long
while ago, I walked down a dirt road and stood in a time of
great
Where stone
walls lined the road and black and white cattle roam and the
rows of corn grow’d up strait
Chorus
The times
have changed since my young life and I never thought I’d see the
day
There’s
houses in the corn field around a fallen down barn
And the old
dirt road was paved. The old dirt road was paved.
Verse
2
A day a long
while ago I rocked on a front porch and sipped a cool lemonade
When
neighbors walked by, smiled and stopped to talk about the corn
the weather or the day
Chorus
Bridge
Verse
3
A day a
short while ago, I stopped at a dirt road and stood in a time of
change
I sat by a
stone wall and stared at a front porch fallen down and weathered
from the rain
Chorus
Track 3
Jenny Mule
Verse
1
Pull up on
those reins boy, hold on tight
That Jenny
Mule’s as fresh as the morning dew
Cut that
field, turn those rows, sow those seeds as you go
And plow to
the end of the row
Chorus
You gotta
plow to the end of the row
Hook up on
that Jenny and let her go
You gotta
plow to the end of the row
Verse
2
When that
sun burns your back and that dusty cloud wind rolls
And that
Jenny girl, she just don’t want to go
You gotta
right that plow, push that mule
Dig in deep
and pull up will
And plow to
the end of the row
Chorus
Bridge
Hold on
tight Jack and lean heavy on your heals
When that
oak yoke cracks your gettin to the end
Chorus
Those beans
gotta be planted by the second moon of the season
That silver
sickle creeping or’ those pines
I’ve got one
more row to go and this Jenny’s pulling slow,
I’ve gotta
plow to the end of the row.
Chorus
(repeat last line)
Track 4
Carolina
Verse
1
The
mountain is high, the valley is low
Walking
around just to ease my soul
Whiskey and
Coke (women) Lord, they done me wrong
This
lonesome road, is mighty long
Chorus
Carolina
Carolina
Coming home
to you
Carolina,
I'm coming home to you
Verse
2
Starry
nights, so lonely and cold
Since the
day I left you along
Mistreated
you, and now I’m sorry
Now I’m out
here on the highway of sorrow
Bridge
Left you
down in Tennessee
Down by the
willow tree
Now I’m
coming home
Coming home
(hold home two measures)
Chorus
Verse
3
New York
lights and Boston town
From Rome
to Houston I've traveled all around
I hop your
still there, waiting on me
Chorus
(repeat last line)
Track 5
Bring the Wagon Home John
Verse
1
Bring the
Wagon Home John, it will not hold us all
Bring the
wagon home John, it will not hold us all
Chorus
Bring the
wagon home John, bring the wagon home John,
Bring the
wagon home for us now
Verse
2
We used to
ride around in it when you and I were small
We used to
ride around in it when you and I were small
Chorus
Break
Verse
3
The road is
rough and rocky John, pass the wagon slow
The road is
rough and rocky John, pass the wagon slow
Chorus
Bridge
It’s a rare
trip to town when you don’t loose a bushel of corn,
Or break a
wagon axle or tongue
But there’s
no way around bringing your harvest to town
And no use
in doing a job half done
Break
Verse
4
The river’s
a rising, the flood is coming through
The river’s
a rising the flood is coming through
Chorus
Track 6
Gotta Get Paid
Verse
1
I’ve got a
flat bed ford out side the door it’s a beat up pick up truck
Gotta a
good mind to quit my job but baby it’s all I got
Verse
2
Wake up in
the morning bout a quarter to four to a rooster at my door
Throw on my
overalls, kick on the boots and out the door I go
Chorus
Gotta Get
paid Mamma, Gotta Get paid mamma, Gotta get paid or we ain’t
paying the rent.
Verse
3
I can plow
ten rows as fast as the man next door he does three
A horny Ox
or a pack of mules, makes no difference to me
Verse
4
Thrown the
bucket in the well and down it fell to the bottom of the deep,
deep hole
Pull thirty
gallons, throw it on my back and down the road I go
Chorus
Verse
5
I stumble
and I fall and hit the wall every Friday after some beer
The liquor
ain’t gonna hurt me, but mamma the job is killing me
Verse
6
The
chickens in the shack and the cows are out back lowing in the
lane
Spur track
rolling on down the line soothes my rambling brain
Chorus
Track 7
Black Maria
Verse
1
Well I’m
goin’ down, for a while
Down to
that cold dusty mine
Well it
ain’t so bad, so I’ve been told
It ain’t so
bad being a miner of coal
Chorus
I’m going
down, that dusty mine
Gonna work
a long hard day for a nickel and a dime
Singing a
song, about a poor mans life
And pray
Black Maria will pass by our house tonight
Chorus
Well I took
this job, when I was child
Just like
my dad did, and his pa before
Well we all
start young in this town
We all are
children of this ol’ hill
Chorus
Bridge
Well one
day I’m gonna drive out from the darks of this mine
And cross
over those yonder hills
I’ll leave
it all behind, leave that dark tearied life
I’ll find
another way, find another way, find another way back home.
Chorus
Verse
3
Well I’m
going down, for a while
Down to
that cold, dusty mine
Well it
took my pa, so I’ve been told
I pray the
lord I know my baby as a boy
Chorus
Track 8
Little Suzie
Verse
1
Hey little
Suzy, I’ve gone beyond my means,
To get you
to stay right here.
Hey little
girl, I’d walk a hundred miles,
But it
seems I’ve run out of land.
Chorus
These
times, they’ve changed my mind,
From
leaving here.
Verse
2
Hey little
Suzy, Did you wake up in the morning light,
And wonder
who’s lying to your side.
Hey little
girl, those hazy fluorescent lights,
Can blind
you of yourself at times.
Chorus
Verse
3
Hey Little
Suzy, you’re standing in the doorway,
I’m feeling
our love is bound to die.
Hey little
girl, the farther away you walk from here,
The smaller
you become in my mind.
Chorus (Repeat
twice)
Track 9
Guilford #309
Verse
1
Guilford
309 keeping me up at
night
With the
click-a-dee clack of the railroad track
As you head
on down the line
I get no
sleep at night, I got a girl on my mind
But it’s
not the one, lying with her arm underneath my side
Chorus
Guilford
309 freight liner, the roar of your whistle ringing round my
mind
Guilford
309 freight liner, won’t ya carry me down till you run out of
railroad track
Verse
2
When the
rooster crows at dawn, I get up and get right gone
And head
across town to the rusty light tower, they call the jungle yard
Then a
little white light comes around, and I hear that engine howl
My heart
skips a beat, I feel the thunder in my feet as I see that long
box line
Break
Verse
3
I jump her
on the fly, swing myself inside
To some ol’
kin, sipping on gin and a slope tart eyeing my side
I tip into
a bag of love (bingle bag) and pull out my sweet brown jug
I calk it
round my wrist, swallow down a sip and settle in for a haul
Chorus
Track 10
Gospel Plough
Verse
1
Mary wore
three links of chain
Every link
was Jesus name
Keep your
hand on that plow, hold on
Verse
2
Mary, mark,
Luke and John
All these
prophets are good and gone
Keep your
hand on that plow and hold on
Chorus
Hold on,
Hold on, keep your hand on that plow and hold on
Hold on,
Hold on, keep your hand on that plow and hold on
Verse
3
Well I
never been to heaven but I’ve been told
The streets
up there are lined with gold
Keep your
hand on that plow and hold on
Verse
4
I’ve got my
hand on the gospel plow
Ain’t no
journey I can’t take now
Keep your
hand on that plow and hold on
Chorus
Daniel
walked into the lion’s den
Bared the
devils grin, came out a king
Keep your
hand on that plow and hold on
Chorus (Repeat
twice)
Track 11
Lodgepole
Verse
1
How could I
ever live without you?
I don’t
think my life will go on?
When you
cross over that holy mountain
I don’t
think my life will go on.
Chorus
Over, Over,
Over the Mountain is where I’ll wait for thee
Through the
windy pines
I see your
love shining on me
Verse
2
When your
gone, I’ll always try to seek
The Love
you gave to me.
But your
road is not for me to travel
It is but a
memory.
Chorus
Break
Verse
3
How could
we ever live without you?
I don’t
think our lives will go on.
When you
cross over that holy mountain
I don’t
think our lives will go on.
Chorus
Track 12
Horseshoe
Verse
1
I found a
horseshoe, I found a horseshoe, it was rusty and full of nails
Good luck
to him, good luck to him, good luck to that man who hangs it on
his wall
Chorus
Roll on
muddy river, roll on by and touch my sole
Bring me
something silver, bring me something gold
Roll on
muddy river, roll on by and
Bring me
something silver, bring me luck, bring me gold.
Verse
2
I got a
mule, I got a mule, she’s a rugged mule, tall and strong
Good luck
to him, good luck to him, good luck to that boy who’s ridin’ on
the plow
Chorus
Verse
3
I’ve got a
girl, I’ve got a girl, she’s tall, blue eyed and blonde
Good luck
to him, good luck to him, good luck to that man who’s got her in
his arms.
Verse
4
I found a
horseshoe, I found a horseshoe, it was a heavy and shined of
gold
Good luck
to him, good luck to him, good luck to that man who traded for
his sole
Track 13
Pine Wood Box
Verse
1
That Pine
wood box, is a hell of a spot for any man to be in
When they
shut the top and nail it to the walls that your lying against
Verse
2
It creeks
and it moans, as it rolls along behind that horse drawn cart
Cross the
cobblestone toward the empty hole in the ol’ back lot
Chorus
Oh I pray
to the lord above that them roots wont grow down
And punch a
hole in the top of my pine wood box
Lord I pray
to the Lord above won’t grow down
And punch a
hoe lint eh top of my pine wood box
Verse
3
They say
you can hear, the howling wind
And the
blue birds that were singing in
The tipsy
top of the pine wood box
That your
lying in.
Chorus
They say
the Lord, will find a knot and punch it on out
And take
your sole through the tiny hole in your pine wood box.
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