Molly Hatchet : Molly Hatchet

Southern Rock / USA
(1978 - Epic Records / Columbia Records)
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1. BOUNTY HUNTER

My horse is kicking dust up off the trail,
I'm just getting back from a trip to HELL.
My six gun she's stapped by my side,
Thunder is the horse that I ride.
And it seems to me this is one hell of a way,
For a man like me to earn that pay.

[Chorus]

Blue steel flashing, hot lead flying,
I wonder what they feel like when they're dying.
Someday soon it might be my turn,
Is it worth the money I earn?
And it seems to me this is one hell of a way,
For a man like me to earn that pay.

[Chorus]
Outlaws on the loose,
Running, running from the noose.

I'm a bounty hunter, I'll hunt you down, yeah, I will.

Did you know $500 will get your head blown off?
It will....ha, ha, ha

Blue steel flashing, hot lead flying,
I wonder what they fell like when they're dying.
Someday soon it might be my turn,
Is it worth the money I earn?
And it seems to me this is one hell of a way,
For a man like me to earn that pay.

[Chorus] (x2)

I'm a bounty hunter going to hunt you down.


2. GATOR COUNTRY

Well, I've been to Alabama, people
Ain't a whole lot to see
Skynyrd says it's a real sweet home,
But it ain't nothin' to me
Charlie Daniels will tell you
The good Lord lives in Tennessee
I'm goin' back to the Gator Country
Where the wine and the women are free

[Chorus]
There's a gator in the bushes,
He's calling my name (and he says...)
Come on, boy,
You better make it back home, again
Many roads I've travelled -
They all kinda look the same
There's a gator in the bushes,
Lord, he's calling my name

Old Richard Betts will tell you,
Lord, he was born a Ramblin' Man
Well, he can ramble on back to Georgia
And I won't give a damn
Elvin Bishop out struttin' his stuff
With little Miss Slick Titty Boom
I'm goin' back to the Gator Country
And get me some elbow room

[Chorus]

There's Marshall Tucker ridin' the rainbow,
Searchin' for a pot of gold
They can take the highway, baby
Take all they can hold
The Outlaws down in Tampa town
Is a mighty fine place to be
They got green grass and they got high tides,
And it sure looks good to me

[Chorus]

Oh, Gator Country
Little of that chomp, chomp


3. BIG APPLE

New york city, you're so big and tough,
We'll here we come, baby, struttin' our stuff.
Well we look kinda freaky we're pretty damn bad.
Cause southern cookin' is all we've ever had.
Oh, cook'em up some greens, baby.

I've seen the mountains up in Tennessee.
Sweet little hill women satisfied me.
We all know it's tough and it's an uphill battle.
But were running em hard baby, sitting in the saddle.
Oh, come on baby.

New york city you're so big and tough.
My pistols are loaded, I feel rough.
Well. we've heard of your punks and high heeled steppers.
We're bad southern boys and don't you forget us


4. THE CREEPER

Oh, listen to my story:

Life is getting stranger baby.
As we travel on.
People don't know the difference no more
Between right and wrong.
Say it's going to be a cold dark night
When the creeper comes along.
Watch out for the steel blade, baby,
All shiny and long.

[Chorus]
I say it's going to be a cold dark night
Oh, when the Creeper come along. Yea.

He's tall, he's short, he's fat, he's thin.
He's out for vengence. He's out to win.
The road he walks is dark and dim.
Don't let him catch you out on a limb.
He'll cut your throat, baby,
He'll stick you in the back.
Drive off in your Cadillac.
He's more trouble than you think.
He'll kill you sugar, leave you in the drink.

[Chorus]

Life is getting stranger baby.
As we travel on.
People don't know the difference no more
Between right and wrong.
Say it's going to be a cold dark night
When the creeper comes along.
Watch out for the steel blade, baby,
All shiny and long.

[Chorus](x2)


5. THE PRICE YOU PAY

There's a small jail in Georgia you all know,
Where the suns so hot and the daylight don't show.
Where the moccasin she rests on a soft bed of sand,
You can hear the hound dog howling out the land.

[Chorus]
It ain't the way I wanted it.
But lord that's the price you pay.

I said jailer bring me water for my throat is dry,
Four walls, steel bars, I've been watching passersby,
I've been sitting here so damn long I'm starting to cry,
The hangmans coming, I'm surely going to die.

[Chorus]

Oh, honk on it, boy,

A little jail cell blues here.

I shot a man in Macon over a poker game,
I killed another in Atlanta just to build my fame,
Well, now I hear the hammers they're pounding out my name.

[Chorus](x2)

Hey jailer, how about that water my throat's still dry,
Four walls, steel bars, I've been watching passersby,
I've been sitting here so damn long I'm starting to cry,
The hangman's coming I'm surely going to die.

[Chorus](x2)

Oh, you done out of rope son.


6. DREAMS I'LL NEVER SEE

Just one more morning,
I had to wake up with the blues.
Pulled myself out of bed yeah,
Put on my walking shoes.
Climbed up on a hilltop baby,
To see what I could see yeah.
The whole world's falling down babe.
Right down in front of me.

[Chorus]
'Cause I've been hung up
On all them dreams I'm never gonna see yeah.
Lord help me babe,
Dreams get the best of me, yeah.

Pull myself together,
And put on a new face yeah.
Climb down from the hilltop baby,
Lord get back in the race.

'Cause I've got dreams.
I've got my dreams to remember,Lord yeah...
I've got dreams!
I've got my dreams to remember, Lord yeah...

[Chorus]

Allright, yeah e yeah...

Pulled myself together
Put on a new face yeah.
Climbed down from the hilltop baby
Lord get back in the race!

'Cause I've got dreams!
I've got my dreams to remember, Lord yeah...
I've got dreams,
Yeah I've got my dreams to remember, Lord yes...

And I've been hung up
On all them dreams I'm never gonna see yes.
No babe! Nooooooo babe!
Lord help me babe,
Dreams get the best of me yes.
Allright! Yeah!


7. I'LL BE RUNNING

Well, I've been stepped on, baby,
By people I thought were my friends.
I tried so hard to make it.
But the bad times never end.
I got just one thing now, baby,
One thing on my mind.
Gonna pack it up, little darlin.
And leave you far behind.

[Chorus]
I'll be running.
Yes, I'll be running down the line.

Well, I've been locked up, oh yes,
They threw away the key,
When I need you then bad, woman.
You ran up and ran out on me.
I just got one thing now, baby.
One thing on my mind,
Gotta pack it up little darlin.
Aint no use in crying.

[Chorus]

Yea, life was so sweet, little baby,
Now I've got my doubts.
I don't remember checking in,
But I'm soon to check out.
Got just one thing now, baby,
One thing on my mind,
Gonna pack it up, mama,
This time I ain't lying.

[Chorus](x2)


8. CHEATIN' WOMAN

Cheatin' woman, don't you play your games,
They're so easy to see through,
You spend your time, baby, runnin' around
Well, any old man will do
What about your man out working hard,
And trying to change his ways,
Do you think about about him while you're playing around,
Well, what have you got to say?

[Chorus]
You're a cheatin' woman,
But you sure know how to hide it in your smile,
You're a cheatin' woman,
You're sure to get caught up in your lies

Well cheatin' woman, you always come home,
You don't say nothing at all
Do you know really just what you want,
Cause your acting pretty small
Well, what will you do when your looks are gone,
Mama, tell me what happens then?
You'll pay the price for playing around,
By coming to a lonely end

[Chorus]

Oh, you cheatin' woman,
Oh, yeah

[Chorus]


9. TRUST YOUR OLD FRIEND

I'm going to tell you about it here,
I can't remember how old I was,
When Mama said to me,
If it makes you happy, son,
Then be what you want to be
Now, Lord, that my arms
They're reaching for the sky
The people I thought were
My friends are starting to wonder why,
And I say


[Chorus]
Have some trust in your old friend, baby,
I'll be around if you need a helping hand

I've traveled around,
Lord, playing my songs
Almost for free,
If you're wondering what it's worth,
It means the world to me
Now all they do is turn
Their heads when I walk by,
I can't see why they don't understand,
Hell, they just wondering why,
And I say

[Chorus]

The time has come for me
To say these words to all of you
Y'all always trusted me before,
Well I am doing what I got to do,
You talk about me behind my back
And play your foolish games
But when it comes to real trust, baby,
It's worth much more than fame

[Chorus](x2)


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