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'Til the Sun Comes Up
03:56
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Honey I’ve got motel blues
This night is ending long before I’m through
The front desk called to wake us up
We haven’t gone to sleep yet cause we had too much
You and me together is a sure fire way to die young
With the bars and the pills, the weed and the thrills, it ain’t right but
It’s too good to be wrong
When we stay up all night long
And talk about the love that we share
I got no worries, and I got no cares
When the whiskey’s flowing
And the cocaine’s blowing
A whole lotta nothing is all I’m knowing
But I love you, I hope that’s enough
And I’ll love you ‘til the sun comes up
When we leave this town today
Tonight we’ll find another place to stay
Make a lot of one night friends at the bar
Then in the parking lot we’ll talk all night in your car
About how you and me together is a sure fire way to be hurting
With the leaving and the going, the never quite knowing for certain
It’s too good to be wrong
When we stay up all night long
And talk about the love that we share
I got no worries, and I got no cares
When the whiskey’s flowing
And the cocaine’s blowing
A whole lotta nothing is all I’m knowing
But I love you, I hope that’s enough
And I’ll love you ‘til the sun comes up
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2. |
Two of a Kind
02:46
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My baby only loves one thing a little more than me
A tall, dark, smooth-talkin’ glass of whiskey
And he calls me little darlin’ when he’s so sorry
Cause he’s been out lovin’ one thing more than me
But I don’t mind
And I don’t keep no time
Well he’s sinnin’ all week
And I’ve gotta mean streak
Out gettin’ no sleep
Fight when we drink
We’re two of a kind
We’ll wake up tomorrow it’ll all be alright
We don’t remember nothin’ come morning time
And we don’t talk about how we loved through the night
Something other one another that whiskey and rye
But I don’t mind
And I don’t keep no time
Well he’s sinnin’ all week
And I’ve gotta mean streak
Out gettin’ no sleep
Fight when we drink
We’re two of a kind
One and the same
We got each other to blame
But we’ll be alright, we’ll be just fine
He’s got things keepin’ him out at night
But he knows that I’ve got mine
And I don’t mind
And I don’t keep no time
Well he’s sinnin’ all week
And I’ve gotta mean streak
Out gettin’ no sleep
Fight when we drink
We’re two of a kind
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3. |
Wynette
02:58
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Honey I’ll stand by you
If only you can be true
Darlin’ if you can’t
Then I’m gone
I know you wanna be wild
Put down that bottle every once in a while
Darlin’ if you can’t
Then I’m gone
Cause I won’t just follow if you can’t love me right
I won’t be here tomorrow if you don’t come home tonight
Ain’t no man gonna make a Wynette outta me
I wanna love you all of my days
But you gotta change your crooked ways
Darlin’ if you can’t
Then I’m gone
I know you wanna hit that road
Well take me wherever you go
Darlin’ if you can’t
Then I’m gone
Cause I won’t just follow if you can’t love me right
I won’t be here tomorrow if you don’t come home tonight
Ain’t no man gonna make a Wynette outta me
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4. |
I Wanna Be a Housewife
02:10
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I wanna be a housewife to a man that’s never home
But what good am I to my guy if I’m always all alone
I scrub them floors, I wash his clothes, and I wait up by the phone
Cause I wanna be a housewife to a man that’s never home
I wanna be a housewife but he won’t walk through that door
Well I’m no maid, no I don’t get paid, what’s all this working for
Maybe I’ll go out tonight and find some dancing floor
Cuase I wanna be a housewife but I won’t do it no more
I wanna be a housewife to a man that’s never home
Maybe I’ll try that ol’ nightlife that my man he loves so
I’ll have a drink and lose my house keys, ‘cause I got too stoned
Well I wanna be a housewife but now I can’t go home
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5. |
East Texas
04:07
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I’ve been drunk for four days now in east Texas
Jesus just walked in the bar, I think he’s come to bless us
And I’m whining for some water
But he poured me something stronger
Oh lord can you hear me holler
All the way down here in Texas
I lost all I own down in Louisiana
I thought that the road would be easy, man I
Could not have been more wrong
It strung me right along
Now I’m looking for all I own
Down in Louisiana
I made my baby mad in Arkansas
Too drunk to know who’s right or wrong, we call it a draw
But I’m sorry for what I said
Honey can you get me to bed
There’s a motel up ahead
Let’s rest in Arkansas
Honey let’s head on home, back to Kansas
To the life we know, and the bars that've banned us
Not much left for us there
But there’s trouble everywhere
Come to think of it I don’t even care
If we make it home to Kansas
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6. |
Cocaine
04:05
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I’ve got her dollar in my pocket
Got her cocaine in my system
But spin her ‘round that floor once more
I’ll show her my two fists
And you’ll get mad at me gettin’ mad
But I don’t like the way she’s lookin’
At your blue eyes in this bar tonight
She better be moving
She wanna ask me for a light
After dancin’ with my man
Well she’s lucky that I had a few
And I can hardly stand
She talks so loud with that dart in her mouth
And I don’t like the things she’s sayin’
Turning heads of men who don’t mind her sin
Her bullshit and her playin’
I’ve got her cocaine in my pocket
I use the key to your door
Well I turn my back on you
And you take her to that floor
Then you get mad at me gettin’ mad
But I don’t know what for
If you wanna be her man
I won’t take nothin’ from her no more
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7. |
Motorcycle Man
03:30
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Sittin’ all alone in a smoky bar
Is a bad idea for a wild heart
Just waitin’ on a man or an engine to start
Coming my way and taking me far
This life I’m living is getting old
I’ll take to the highway, never go home
Then a man walks in that I don’t know
I’m weak when I’m thinking ‘bout a life on the road
And how can a girl say no when
He says "honey can I take you for a spin,
Right out front’s my Indian"
I gotta ride off with him
Didn’t catch his name but I know what he rides
I’ve never met his mama but I’ve been on his bike
Probably shouldn’t have done it but I never think twice
With a motorcycle man late at night
And how can a girl say no when
He says "honey can I take you for a spin,
Right out front’s my Indian"
I gotta ride off with him
His number’s on my hand but I won’t ring
Cause he didn’t know that Young song I sing
And I got a man at home just a-waitin’ on me
Better get on back and say sorry
But how can a girl say no when
He says "honey can I take you for a spin,
Right out front’s my Indian"
I gotta ride off with him
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8. |
California
03:00
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Honey I’ve gotta get on out
To great big California
Don’t you cry for me now
When I met you I did warn ya
That I love leavin’
And leavin’ loves me
I hit that road ‘til my fists bleed
Know every back road, no cop, skippin’ town
Every run down bar to mess around
Honey I’ve gotta get on out
To the great wide open
I won’t cry for you now
You’ll wait on me I’m hoping
Cause I love leavin’
And leavin’ loves me
I hit that road til my fists bleed
But since I’ve had your love so strong
I’ve been here just too damn long
So honey I’ve gotta get on out
To great big California
Don’t you cry for me now
When I met you I did warn ya
That I love leavin’
And leavin’ loves me
I hit that road til my fists bleed
Well in your arms I feel at home
But I love nothin’ like being alone
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9. |
Jail Tonight
03:07
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No you can’t have the last smoke in my pack
And you can’t talk to me like that
If I turn away and you touch my back
Honey you’re going to jail tonight
And how many times do I gotta say
Don’t you look at me that way
I got a man and he’s my babe
You better start acting right
A friend like that ain’t no friend of mine
You burned that bridge and you crossed that line
Now my honey’s gonna have to take you outside
And he’s going to jail tonight
But he found me outside crying
He said darlin’ who am I fighting
But you ran off fast as lightning
You’re damn lucky tonight
So we got to drinking to forget about you
Closed that bar just like we do
Oh by god we made it through
Without going to jail tonight
Driving home with one eye open
Too much whiskey, too much smoking
Oh my honey here’s to hoping
We make it home alive
We stopped at the corner store he told the clerk
Some guy outside’s a real big jerk
Then he gave that cop a little smirk
Honey you’re going to jail tonight
Cause my baby’s gotta be the biggest fighter
I try to calm him down, it gets him higher
Then I get caught in his cross fire
Now I’m going to jail tonight
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10. |
Mama
04:06
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Mama, do you sleep at night
Do you toss and turn
Do you wonder if I’m home, If I’m alive
Mama, are you gettin' tired
Are you up late sayin' prayers
Cause you know you raised hell alright
But all my crooked ways will soon turn straight on another road
Don’t worry yourself awake, I’ll be good someday I hope
But when you say to me
"Oh the life you lead"
You shake your head
And I hang mine low
Mama, do you sleep at night
Do you worry that I drink too much
And that I’m running with the wrong guy
Mama, are you getting any rest
Don’t you worry about that man
He’s talking ‘bout me in a white dress
I ain’t got a plan, but I’m sure of the things I know
I’ll run off with that man, and I’ll be good someday I hope
But when you say to me
"Oh the life you lead"
You shake your head
And I hang mine low
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Natalie Prauser Kansas City, Kansas
Natalie Prauser blends the introspection of the 60s Laurel Canyon folk scene with the attitude of 70s outlaw country. Through tales of loving, leaving, and honky-tonk debauchery, her honest voice and razor-sharp lyricism give Prauser a cutting edge take on a timeless sound. ... more
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