1. SWEET HOME ALABAMA

Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the south-land
I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again
And I think it's a sin

Well I heard Mister Young sing about her
Well I heard ole Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
A southern man don't need him around anyhow

Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you

In Birmingham they love the Gov'nor
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does not bother me
Does your conscience bother you?
Tell the truth

Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you

Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
And they've been known to pick a tune or two
Lord they get me off so much
They pick me up when I'm feeling blue
Now how bout you?

Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you


2. SWAMP MUSIC

Goin' down to the swamp
Goin' watch me a hound dog catch a 'coon
Well, I'm goin' down to the swamp
Goin' to watch a hound dog catch a 'coon
You know the hound dog makin' music
On a summer night by the light of the moon

Oh, fetch my cane pole mama
Goin' catch a bream or maybe two
Lord, fetch my cane pole mama
Goin' catch a bream or maybe two
When the hound dogs start barkin'
Sound like ol' Son House singin' the blues

Hound dog sing that
Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music
Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music
When the hound dog starts singin'
I ain't got them big ol' city blues

Go ahead pretty mamma
Lord, just take that city hike
Said, go ahead pretty mamma
Lord, just take your city hike
Well, I'd rather live with the hound dogs
For the rest of my natural born life

Singin' that
Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music
Swamp, swamp, swamp, swamp music
Well, I'd rather live with the hound dogs
For the rest of my natural born life
Well, I want to live with the hound dogs
For the rest of my natural born life


3. GIMME THREE STEPS

I was cutting the rug
Down at place called The Jug
With a girl named Linda Lou
When in walked a man
With a gun in his hand
And he was looking for you know who
He said, "Hey there, fellow
With the hair colored yellow
Whatcha tryin' to prove?
'Cause that's my woman there
And I'm a man who cares
And this might be all for you"
I said, "Excuse me"

I was scared and fearing for my life
I was shaking like a leaf on a tree
'Cause he was lean, mean
Big and bad, Lord
Pointin' that gun on me
"Oh, wait a minute, mister
I didn't even kiss her
Don't want no trouble with you
And I know you don't owe me
But I wish you'd let me
Ask one favor from you"

"Oh, won't you
Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, mister
Gimme three steps toward the door?
Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, mister
And you'll never see me no more"

Oh, sure

Well the crowd cleared away
And I began to pray
And the water fell on the floor
And I'm telling you, son
Well, it ain't no fun
Staring straight down a forty-four
Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou
And that's the break I was looking for
Well, you could hear me screaming a mile away
I was headed out toward the door

"Oh, won't you
Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, mister
Gimme three steps toward the door?
Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, mister
And you'll never see me no more"

Show me the back door


4. I AIN'T THE ONE

Now I'll tell you plainly, baby, what a plan to do.
Say, I may be crazy, woman, but I ain't no fool.
Your daddy's rich, mama, and you're overdue
But I ain't the one, baby, been messin' with you.
Got bells in your mind, lady, and it's easy to see.
I think it's time for me to move along, I do believe.

Or are you tryin' to put a hook on me? oh no...

Now you're talkin' jive, woman, when you say to me
That your daddy's gonna take us in, baby, 'n take care of Me.
You know and I know, woman, I ain't the one.
I never hurt you, sweetheart, said, I never pulled my gun.
Got bells in your mind, mama, and it's easy to see.
I think it's time for me to move along, I do believe.

Time for me to put my boots out in the streets.
Are you ready?
Walk on!

Alright little missy, let me tell you a thing or two...

Now you're talkin' jive, woman, when you say to me
That your daddy's gonna take us in, baby, 'n take care of Me.
You know and I know, woman, I ain't the one.
I never hurt you, sweetheart, said, I never pulled my gun.
Got bells in your mind, mama, and it's easy to see.
I think it's time for me to move along, I do believe.

Oh, I must be in the middle of some kinda conspiracy...


5. DOUBLE TROUBLE

Eleven times I been busted, eleven times I been to jail
Some of the times I been there nobody could go my bail
Well it seems to me, lord that this ol' boy just don't fit
Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like Sh...

Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me
Some of the times I was innocent but the judge said guilty
I'm not one to complain now son I tell you true
When the black cat cross your trail, lord
It comes in misery times two

Double trouble--that's what my friends all call me
(Double trouble)
I said, double trouble
T-r-o-u-b-l-e

Well I was born down in the gutter
With a temper as hot as fire
Spent ninety days on a peat farm just doin' the county's Time
Well now, even mama said son you're bad news
And it won't be too long before someone puts one through You


6. FREE BIRD

If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be traveling on now
There's too many places I've gotta see
If I stay here with you girl
Things just couldn't be the same

Cause I'm as free as a bird now
And this bird you cannot change
Oooh ooh ooh
And the bird you cannot change
And this bird you cannot change
Lord knows I cannot change

Bye bye its been sweet love
Though this feeling I can't change
Please don't take this so badly
Cause lord knows I'm to blame
If I stay here with you girl
Things just couldn't be the same

Cause I'm as free as a bird now
And this bird you cannot change
Ooh oh oh
And the bird you cannot change
And this bird you cannot change
Lord knows I can't change

Lord help me I can't chaaange
Lord I can't change
Wont you fly high free bird


7. TRUCK DRIVIN' MAN

Well he's truckin' on down from Memphis
Cruisin' down to New Orleans
Tonight he sleeps alone with a cajun queen
Well there's smoke from the stacks a-blowin'
And he don't care where he's goin'
The only time he feels right is when he's rollin'
He's got roadmaps in his hand
Lord, drivin' just as hard as he can
Trying to dodge them scales and the man
Well I'm talkin' about
Truck drivin' man
Yea he'll always give ya, the best that he can.

White cups and coffee, lord yea
Its all that he needs
And he's all right by me
Truck drivin' man
Truck on
Truck driver
Shift your gears

He's got ladies up in North Dakota
From the keys man, to Minnesota
And he loves each and every one, least that's what he's Told 'em
Lord, flannel shirts and blue jeans
Truck stops are routine
Tonight he sleeps alone with a cajun queen
Well I'm talkin' about
Truck drivin' man
Yea he'll always give ya, the best that he can.

White cups and coffee, lord yea
Its all that he needs
And he's all right by me
Truck drivin' man
Guitar
Truck driver

Well he's truckin' on down from Memphis
Cruisin' down to New Orleans
Tonight he sleeps alone with a cajun queen
Well there's smoke from the stacks a-blowin'
And he don't care where he's goin'
The only time he feels right is when he's rollin'
Well I'm talkin' about
Truck drivin' man
Yea he'll always give ya, the best that he can.

White cups and coffee, lord yea
Its all that he needs
And he's all right by me
Truck drivin' man
I said he's all right by me
Truck drivin' man
I said he's all right by me
Truck drivin' man
Play the guitar
Truck driver


8. WORKIN' FOR MCA

Seven years of hard luck, comin' down on me
From the Florida border, yeah up to Nashville, Tennessee
I worked in every joint you can name, mister every honky Tonk
Along come Mr. Yankee Slicker, sayin' maybe you're what I Want

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' For MCA

Nine thousand dollars, that's all we could win
But we smiled at the Yankee Slicker with a big ol' Southern grin
They're gonna take me out to California,
Gonna make me a superstar
Just pay me all of my money
And mister maybe you won't get a scar

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' For MCA

Suckers took my money since I was seventeen
If it ain't no pencil pusher, it got to be a honky tonk Queen
But I'll sign my contract baby, and I want you people to Know
That every penny that I make, I'm gonna see where my money Goes

Want you to sign your contract
Want you to sign today
Gonna give you lots of money
Workin' For MCA


9. SATURDAY NIGHT SPECIAL

Two feet they come a creepin'
Like a black cat do
And two bodies are layin' naked
Creeper think he got nothin' to lose
So he creeps into this house, yeah
And unlocks the door
And as a man's reaching for his trousers
Shoots him full of thirty-eight holes

It's the Saturday night special
Got a barrel that's blue and cold
Ain't good for nothin'
But put a man six feet in a hole

Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskey
And playin' poker on a losin' night
And pretty soon ol' Jim starts a thinkin'
Somebody been cheatin' and lyin'
So Big Jim commence to fightin'
I wouldn't tell you no lie
Big Jim done pulled his pistol
Shot his friend right between the eyes

It's the Saturday night special
Got a barrel that's blue and cold
Ain't good for nothin'
But put a man six feet in a hole

Oh, it's the Saturday night special

Hand guns are made for killin'
They ain't no good for nothin' else
And if you like to drink your whiskey
You might even shoot yourself
So why don't we dump 'em people
To the bottom of the sea
Before some ol' fool come around here
Wanna shoot either you or me

It's the Saturday night special
Got a barrel that's blue and cold
Ain't good for nothin'
But put a man six feet in a hole

It's the Saturday night special
And I'd like to tell you what you could do with it
And that's the end of the song


10. WHAT'S YOUR NAME

Well, its eight o'clock in Boise, Idaho
I'll find my limo driver
Mister, take us to the show
I done made some plans for later on tonight
I'll find a little queen
And I know I can treat her right.

What's your name, little girl?
What's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl?
Won't you do the same?

Back at the hotel
Lord we got such a mess
It seems that one of the crew
Had a go with one of the guests, oh yes
Well, the police said we can't drink in the bar
What a shame
Won't you come upstairs girl
And have a drink of champagne

What's your name, little girl?
What's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl?
For there ain't no shame.

What's your name, little girl?
What's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl?
Won't you do the same?
What's your name, little girl?
What's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl?
Won't you do the same?

Nine o'clock the next day
And I'm ready to go
I got six hundred miles to ride
To do one more show, oh no
Can I get you a taxi home
It sure was grand
When I come back here next year
I want to see you again

What was your name, little girl?
What's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl?
Well there ain't no shame
What was your name, little girl?
What's your name?
Shootin' you straight, little girl?
Won't you do the same?


11. THAT SMELL

Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars
Oak tree you're in my way
There's too much coke and too much smoke
Look what's going on inside you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Angel of darkness is upon you
Stuck a needle in your arm
So take another toke, have a blow for your nose
One more drink fool, will drown you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Now they call you Prince Charming
Can't speak a word when you're full of 'ludes
Say you'll be all right come tomorrow
But tomorrow might not be here for you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you

Hey, you're a fool you
Stick them needles in your arm
I know I been there before

One little problem that confronts you
Got a monkey on your back
Just one more fix, Lord might do the trick
One hell of a price for you to get your kicks
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you
Ooooh that smell
Can't you smell that smell
Ooooh that smell
The smell of death surrounds you


12. DON'T ASK ME NO QUESTIONS

Well, every time that I come home
Nobody wants to let me be
It seems that all the friends I've got
Just got to come interrogate me
I appreciate your feelings
And I don't want to pass you by
But I don't ask you 'bout your business
Don't ask me about mine

Well it's true I love the money
And I love my brand new car
I like drinkin' the best of whiskey
And playin' in a honk-tonk bar
But when I come off the road
I just gotta have my time
'Cause I got to find a break in this action
Or else I'm gonna lose my mind

So don't ask me no questions
And I won't tell you no lies
So don't ask me 'bout my business
And I won't tell you goodbye

Well, what's your favorite color
And do you dig the brothers, is drivin' me up a wall
And every time I think I can sleep
Some fool has got to call
Well, don't you think that when I come home
I just want a little piece of mind?
If you want to talk about the business
Buddy you're just wasting time

So don't ask me no questions
And I won't tell you no lies
So don't ask me 'bout my business
And I won't tell you goodbye

I said don't ask no stupid questions
And I won't send you away
If you want to talk fishin'
Well, I guess that'll be ok


13. CALL ME THE BREEZE

Call me the breeze
I keep blowin' down the road
Well now they call me the breeze
I keep blowin' down the road
I ain't got me nobody
I don't carry me no load

Ain't no change in the weather
Ain't no changes in me
Well there ain't no change in the weather
Ain't no changes in me
And I ain't hidin' from nobody
Nobody's hidin' from me
Oh, that's the way its supposed to be

Well I got that green light baby
I got to keep movin' on
Well I got that green light baby
I got to keep movin' on
Well I might go out to California
Might go down to Georgia
I don't know

Well I dig you Georgia peaches
Makes me feel right at home
Well now I dig you Georgia peaches
Makes me feel right at home
But I don't love me no one woman
So I can't stay in Georgia long

Well now they call me the breeze
I keep blowin' down the road
Well now they call me the breeze
I keep blowin' down the road
I ain't got me nobody
I don't carry me no load
Oooh Mr. Breeze