Steve Earle

Born and bred in the USA So listen up close, I've got something to say Boys, I'm buying this round Well it took a little while, but we're in this fight And we ain't going home 'til we've done what's right We're gonna drink Camden Town dry tonight If

About the time that Daddy left to fight the big war I saw my first pistol in the general store In the general store, when I was thirteen Thought it was the finest thing I ever had seen So l asked if I could have one someday when I grew up Mama droppe

I've spent my life following things I cannot see And just when I catch up to them, they slip away from me I've been down a thousand trails I've never walked before I found out that without fail, they lead me to your door And the world keep turning ro

We signed up in San Antone my brother Paul and me To fight with Ben McCulloch and the Texas infantry Well the poster said we'd get a uniform and seven bucks a week The best rations in the army and a rifle we could keep When I first laid eyes on the g

It's Christmastime in Washington The Democrats rehearsed Gettin' into gear for four more years Things not gettin' worse The Republicans drink whiskey neat And thanked their lucky stars They said, 'He cannot seek another term They'll be no more FDRs'

I was born on the other side of town Everybody over there just puts me down I never thought about it much, 'til the first time I saw you Uh-oh, what's a poor boy gonna do It's bad enough to love you from afar Me down here and you up where you are If

I'm thinkin' 'bout givin' up this ramblin' round Hangin' up my highway shoes Lately when I walk they make a hollow sound And they carry me away from you Every night I lay my body down My empty arms just leave me blue So I'm thinkin' 'bout givin' up t

Oh Ellis Island was swarming Like a scene from a costume hall Decked out in the colors in Europe And on fire with the hope of it all There stood my father's own father stood huddled With the tired and hungry and scared Turn of the century pilgrims Bo

Well my name's John Lee Pettimore Same as my daddy and his daddy before You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here He only came to town about twice a year He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line Everybody knew that he made moonshine Now

I was born my papa's son A wanderin' eye and a smokin' gun Now some of you would live through me Lock me up and throw away the key Or just find a place to hide away Hope that I'll just go away I feel alright – I feel alright tonight I'll bring you pr

"I woke up this morning and I took a look around at all that I got These days I've been lookin' in the mirror and wondering if that's me lookin' back or not I'm still the apple of my mama's eye I'm my daddy's worst fears realized Here of late all thi

could tell it when I woke up this mornin' Not that I'm in such a hurry to lose you I'd call you up but there's nothin' that I can do Talkin' won't do any good anyway 'Cause goodbye's all we've got left to say I don't think that it'll get any better S

Long ago and far away In a land no map can find There lived in long forgotten days A boy who never cried He was his mother's only child So she never wondered why Until the news spread far and wide Of a boy who never cried. From fabled lands the pilgr

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[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:九九Lrc歌词网-www.99Lrc.net] [00:02.09]The Devil'S Right Hand [00:02.78]演唱:STEVE EARLE [00:03.34] [00:05.09]About the time that Daddy left to fight the big war [00:08.34]I saw my first pistol in the general store [00:12.83]In the gen

On the blue side of evenin' When the darkness takes control You start lookin' for a reason To take your lonesome on down the road 'Cause the night is filled with strangers All you need is one you know And if she ain't the one you're after Keep on loo

The warden said he'd mail my letter The chaplain's waitin' by the door Tonight we'll cross the yard together Then they can't hurt me anymore. I am going over yonder Where no ghost can follow me There's another place beyond here Where I'll be free I b

There ain't a lot that you can do in this town You drive down to the lake and then you turn back around You go to school and you learn to read and write So you can walk into the county bank and sign away your life I work at the fillin' station on the

Me and Bill there we both come from Georgia Met Hank out in New Mexico We're bound for Duranqo to join Pancho Villa We hear that he's payin' in gold I guess a man's got to do what he's best at Ain't found nothin' better so far Been called mercenaries

The Galway Girl Well, i took a stroll on the old long walk Of a day -i-ay-i-ay I met a little girl and we stopped to talk Of a fine soft day -i-ay-i-ay And i ask you, friend, what's a fella to do 'cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue And i