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This Train (Is Bound For Glory)
This train is bound for glory, this train!
This train is bound for glory, this train!
This train is bound for glory…nobody rides it but the righteous and the holy
This train is bound for glory, this train!
This train don't carry no gamblers, this train!
This train don't carry no gamblers, this train!
This train don't carry no gamblers…no hypocrites, no midnight ramblers
This train is bound for glory, this train!
Oh this train!!!
This train don't carry no liars, this train!
This train don't carry no liars, this train!
This train don't carry no liars…false pretenders and low back fighters
This train is bound for glory, this train
This train's a free train, this train!
This train's a free train, this train!
This train's a free train…everybody rides in Jesus name
This train's a free train, this train!
Oh this train, alrite!!!
This train don't carry no rustlers, this train!
This train don't carry no rustlers, this train!
This train don't carry no rustlers...high street walkers and two-bit hustlers
This train is bound for glory, this train
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Ramblin' Blues
02:42
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RAMBLIN' BLUES
That's the blues about the rambler,
the blues about the ramblin' man
That's the blues about the rambler,
the blues about the ramblin' man
Ramblin' like a loner goin' down the desert land
That's the blues about the rambler,
the blues about the ramblin' man
That's the blues about the rambler,
the blues about the ramblin' man
Like a deal goin' down, goin' down to cheating land
That's the blues about the drifter,
talkin' bout the driftin' man
That's the blues about the drifter,
talkin' bout the driftin' man
Like a hobo goin' down, goin' down the rail yard bend
Im a dustbowl hobo, got the dustbowl blues
Im a dustbowl hobo, got the dustbowl blues
That's why im wearin' my ol' highway shoes
Im a dustbowl hobo that's the life I choose
Im a dustbowl hobo that's the life I choose
Cos gals like you gave me nothing but blues
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Honky Tonk Man
02:07
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Honky Tonk Man
I'm a honky tonk man and I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox
And when my money's all gone I'm on my telephone
Howling' hey hey mama can your daddy come home
Well I'm livin' fast and dangerously but I've got plenty of company
When the moon comes up and the sun goes down
That's when I wanna see the lights of town
I'm a honky tonk man and I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox
And when my money's all gone I'm on the telephone
Howlin' hey hey mama can your daddy come home
It takes a pretty lil gal an' a jug of wine
That's what it takes to make my honky tonk mind
If the jukebox a moanin' to that honky tonk sound
That's when I wanna to lay my money down
I'm a honky tonk man and I can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox
And when my money's all gone I'm on the telephone
Howlin' hey hey mama can your daddy come home
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Here Comes That Train
01:31
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Here Comes That Train
Here comes that train I'm on my lonely way
Here comes that train I'm on my lonely way
If things get better I may come back some day
I'm just a country singin' star
She loves me but hates my guitar
Made it plain, I'd better know
I could stay but that guitar goes
Here comes that train I'm on my lonely way
If things get better I may come back some day
Here comes that train I'm on my lonely way
Here comes that train I'm on my lonely way
If things get better I may come back some day
I'm goin' back to the farm where the rent is cheap
Ain't got no money but I still can keep
Got no money to pay my rent and board
Landlord kicked me out the door
Here comes that train I'm on my lonely way
If things get better I may come back some day
If things get better I may come back some day
When things get better I may come back some day
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Cold 44 Blues
03:49
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Cold 44 Blues
He wore a two-dollar ring an' a pair of suede shoes
A velvet skin jacket an' a pocket full o' blues
She danced all night long by the jukebox machine
A whore and a preacher make a perfect matching scene
She drank whiskey and rye, she looked so fine
A pretty ballerina under the strip joint's light
Goin' where her daddy pawned his wedding pride
A Cavalier searchin' for his 44 tonite
He reaches for his gun 'cos he never ever had a home
He never had a girl that he could call his own
He found her lyin' on the floor 'bout a quarter past four
She was all drunk and wasted "what the fuck is goin' on??"
He read the bible out loud and he poured himself some wine
This is how it goes down here on Hollywood & Vine
She was an "oh so pretty gal" in an "oh so dirty world"
She dropped down on her knees an the devil took her soul
She's roamin' down the boulevard of debaucher and sin
Where neon hearts get broken and they shed a tear within
He reaches for his gun 'cos he never ever had a home
He never had a girl that he could call his own
This Romeo is bleeding as he's up against the wall
Searching in his pocket for the keys to his front door
He never gave a damn about a single little thing
That's why he's now all tattered sinkin' deep into his drink
His poor old heart is achin' as he breaks another glass
He stares into the mirror thinkin' back about his past
He closes his eyes, he stumbles and he falls down on the floor
He reaches for the drawer where he keeps his 44.
He reaches for his gun 'cos he never ever had a home
He never had a girl that he could call his own
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John Henry
03:15
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JOHN HENRY
When John Henry was a little baby boy
Sittin' on his mommy's knees
He picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel,
And said this hammer's gonna be the death of me, Lord, Lord
This Hammer's gonna be the death of me
When John Henry was a little baby boy
No bigger than the palm of your hand
His momma looked down this little Johhny and said
Oh, Johny's gonna be a steel drivin' man yes he is
Oh Johnny's gonna be a steel drivin' man
Well John Henry was a steel driving man
He drove steel all over this land
He said before I let that steam hammer get me down
I'm gonna die with my hammer in my hand, Lord, Lord
I'm gonna die with my hammer in my hand"
John Henry Went to the tunnel to drive
With a steam hammer by his side
That mountain was so tall John Henry was so small
Then he laid down his hammer and he died, Lord, Lord
He laid down his hammer then he died
John Henry said to his shaker
Shaker, why don't you pray?
If my hammer ever misses this little piece of steel
Tomorrow will be your burying day
Tomorrow will be your burying day
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Hello Trouble
02:22
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HELLO TROUBLE
Woke up this morning happy as can be
Looked out my window and what did I see?
Walkin' up my sidewalk just as plain as day
Here comes trouble that I never thought I'd see when you went away
Well hello trouble, well come on in
Talk about your heartaches, where'n the world ya been?
I ain't had the miseries since you been gone
Hello trouble, trouble, trouble welcome home
I'll make a pot of coffee and you can rest your shoes
You can tell me those sweet lies and I'll listen to you
For I'm just a part of, ff the life you've lived
But I'd rather have a little bit of trouble than to never know the love you give
Well hello trouble, well come on in
Talk about your heartaches, where'n the world ya been?
I ain't had the miseries since you been gone
Hello trouble, trouble, trouble welcome home
Hello trouble...
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Gospel Train (To Heaven)
03:58
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Gospel Train (To Heaven)
Sing a prayer for Jesus
Sing a prayer for the Lord
Don't let the Devil tempt ya
ride this Gospel Train to Heaven
Sing a prayer for the Lord
Finish up your whiskey
drink up the rest of your rum
The Gospel Train is leavin'
heaven bound the bells are ringing
Sing a prayer for the Lord
Sing a prayer for Jesus..
All you whores and gamblers
you're welcome all aboard
The Gospel Train is leavin'
the Lord up above is so forgiving
Sing a prayer for the Lord
Sing a prayer for Jesus
Conductor he's a-calling,
the steam is hittin' the rails
The engine is a-howling,
this ol' Gospel Train is rollin'
Sing a prayer for the Lord
Sing a prayer for Jesus...
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Hey Porter
02:06
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Hey Porter
Hey porter! Hey porter! Would you tell me the time?
How much longer will it be till we cross that Mason Dixon Line?
At daylight would ya tell that engineer to slow it down?
Or better still; just stop the train 'cos I'd like to look around
Hey porter! Hey porter! What time did ya say?
How much longer will it be till I can see the light of day?
When we hit Dixie will you tell that engineer to ring his bell?
And ask everybody that ain't asleep to stand right up and yell
Hey porter! Hey porter! It's getting light outside
This old train is puffin' smoke, and I have to strain my eyes
But ask that engineer if he will blow his whistle please
Cause I smell frost on cotton leaves and I feel that Southern breeze
Hey porter! Hey porter! Please get my bags for me
I need nobody to tell me now that we're in Tennessee
Go tell that engineer to make that lonesome whistle scream
We're not so far from home so take it easy on the steam
Hey porter! Hey porter! Please open up the door
When they stop the train I'm gonna get off first 'cos I can't wait no more
Tell that engineer I said thanks alot, and I didn't mind the fare
I'm gonna set my feet on Southern soil and breathe that Southern air
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Moonshine Jack
03:20
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Moonshine Jack
Moonshine Jack was a hell of a man
He used to be one of the ol' Chain Gang
He loved to lay down at the banks of the river
Buried in bourbon, melting in high fever
Moonshine Jack tried the best he could
He used to take the day in his own lonely mood
And when lightining blazed across the lighted sky
He used to recall them ol' lullabies
Moonshine Jack was a hell of a man
He used to be one of the ol' Chain Gang
He loved to lay down at the banks of the river
Buried in bourbon, melting in high fever
Moonshine Jack tried the best he could
He used to take the day in his own lovin' good
And when lightining blazed across the lighted sky
He used to recall them ol' lullabies
Moonshine Jack was a hell of a man
He used to be one of the ol' Chain Gang
Like a…..hearts rippling down the river
He had a bitter heart deep in moonshine fever
Moonshine Jack was a hell of a man
He used to be one of the ol' Chain Gang
Like a…..hearts rippling down the river
He had a bitter heart deep in moonshine fever
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ROLL IN MY SWEET BABYS ARMS
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Just rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Lay around the shack till the mail train comes back
I'm rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
I ain't gonna work on no railroad
I ain't gonna work on no farm
Just lay around that shack till the mail train comes back
I'm rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms...
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Just rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Lay around the shack till the mail train comes back
I'm rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Where where you last Saturday night
While I was lyin' in jail
Just walkin' the streets with another man
You wouldn't even go my bail
Walkin' in my sweet baby's arms
Walkin' in my sweet baby's arms
Lay around the shack till the mail train comes back
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
I ain't gonna work on no railroad
I ain't gonna work on no farm
Just lay around that shack till the mail train comes back
I'm rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Just rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Lay around the shack till the mail train comes back
I'm rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
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Troublebound
06:11
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Troublebound
Have you ever been in trouble like this man has been?
When lust rides behind you and a fire lies within
Have you ever climbed a mountain bending low down on the ground?
The night's so cold and long Lord if you're troublebound
Have you ever seen a rainbow with the shades of grey?
And a black cloud's comin' down at the dawn of the day
Have you ever seen a lightnin' tearing up at the sky?
And you're wining low Lord as the night cries
Have you ever crossed a highway where regrets support the vain?
Goin' all the way Lord in the fire an' cold rain
Have you ever tasted kisses, kisses sweeter than wine?
But you know that you can't have her, you can't let her out of your side
Have you ever got the burden, the load of ball an' chain?
Where the roses and vine Lord are at the end of the lane
Have you ever got desire in a pile of dreams to fade?
Like a dusty ol' rounder traveling back against the grade
Have you ever tasted kisses, kisses sweeter than wine?
But you know that you can't have her, you can't let her out of your sight
Have you ever seen a rainbow with the shades of grey?
And a black cloud's comin' down at the dawn of the day
Have you ever tasted kisses, kisses sweeter than wine?
But you know that you can't have her, you can't let her out of your side
But you can't let her out of your side
But you can't let her out of your of your side
But you can't let her out of your of your side
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Dustbowl Athens, Greece
“Mother Earth Rock Music”
www.dustbowl.gr
BUCKETFULL OF BRAINS / JEREMY GLUCK
(THE BARRACUDAS):
" It is an esoteric elegy of sentiments that draws us "down" with them, and signifies that the only catharsis, the one way road for Dustbowl comes from the earth…”
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