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Partners, Brothers, and Friends
Warner Brothers Records
1985
Track Listing (choose a title below for lyrics):

We met on the highway, she flagged me down
Had a flat on her Stingray with nobody around
So I helped her out, she said climb in
So I ditched my ol' truck just to see where the party would end

We spent the weekend in Reno in a honeymoon suite
Never saw the casino, barely took time to eat
I never dreamed she would take me that far
But by Sunday that lady had taken a hold of my heart

It's a modern day romance, a new kind of game
With no time to slow dance in the fast lane
I tried to love her without any strings
But a modern day romance has left me some old-fashioned pain

She never said good-bye, just a note by the phone
Said thanks for the good times, but it's time to move on
Well, I'm out here walkin' with my thumb in the air
Wondering where she might've gone and why I even care

It's just a modern day romance, a new kind of game
With no time to slow dance in the fast lane
I tried to love her without any strings
But a modern day romance has left me some old-fashioned pain
It's a modern day romance, an old fashioned pain


Watch out when they start to twist
Hold tight with a leather fist
That's what my daddy told me how to ride the bulls
There's a jingle in my jeans sore places in between
I'm leaving Tennessee with a push and pull

Ten-four, buddy, come on back
Horse trailer on a Cadillac
You're talking to the cowboy in the Coupe de Ville
Chug-a-lug up one side, glide down the other
I'm a lover of the other side of the hill

Turn up that radio and don't think about rodeo
Don't think about roundup up in old Cheyenne
It's a crazy circuit but you still work it
Won't you turn the sound up and let's check the scan

Ten-four, buddy, come on back
Horse trailer on a Cadillac
You're talking to the cowboy in the Coupe de Ville
Chug-a-lug up one side, glide down the other
I'm a lover of the other side of the hill

Bandana's on the rearview mirror
Still wet from ear to ear
Once again its proven what the wise men say
When you ride the last one, you better make it a fast one
Jump while he's movin' and just walk away

Ten-four, buddy, come on back
Horse trailer on a Cadillac
You're talking to the cowboy in the Coupe de Ville
Chug-a-lug up one side, glide down the other
I'm a lover of the other side of the hill
I'm a lover of the other side of the hill


One in a million in a lonely town
Two hundred people trying to keep me down
I've taken all I can, I ain't lookin' back
Small town boy in a back yard lot
Can't make a living with the luck I've got
I'm gonna leave it all, I ain't looking back

That's the way I remember
It seemed to me when I was young
But I can still see the leaves slowly fall to the ground
And the snow on the trees as the winter comes down
Still I go home again in my heart

My father worked hard on the railroad tracks
Thirty-seven years cut across his back
He gave it all he had for what he believed
Like every other kid that came before
I grew up believing there was something more
and I still believe, I still believe

That's the way I remember
It seemed to me when I was young
But I can still see the lightning on a warm summer night
And the rain on the window when I close my eyes
I can still hear us laughing on the front porch in the dark

There are days when I know I've traveled so far
That I'll never find the road leading back to the start
Still I go home again in my heart
Still I go home again in my heart
In my heart
In my heart


Now the girls in Telluride do it like this
They cross their fingers when they kiss you
They don't say nothing behind your back
And they don't take nothin' that they don't give back
Take the gold into Telluride

Work all winter in the Tomboy Mine
Dreamin' of what we'll do
When the snow finally ends and the spring breaks through
We'll load up the wagon, set the little one by our side
Take the gold into Telluride

I'd like to lay you down on a cannonball bed
Put a soft feather pillow down by your head
Intertwine flowers into a maiden's veil
Wake you in the morning, now she's wailing
Take the gold into Telluride

Ain't nothing'll stop an avalanche when it's sliding
Once the wagon starts to roll you can't turn the mule and the brakes don't hold
You end up in the valley with the little one by your side
Take the gold into Telluride

Lace curtains for the windows
Dreams torn from a catalog page
We may wander where the wind blows
You change your views but our love won't change
She gonna climb you high on top of a hill
Fall asleep laughing with the whippoorwill
Intertwined flowers in the matrons ring
Wake you in the morning, now she's singing
Take the gold into Telluride

I loved my winter with a teenage bride
Dreamin' of what we'll do
When the snow finally ends and the spring breaks through
We'll load up the wagon set the little one by our side
Take the gold into Telluride
Take the gold into Telluride

Take the gold into hell you ride...


For as long as I remember when Friday night came round
The family would gather out at Grandpa's house
With supper over and the dishes done it was then the best time came
At an old upright piano that only Grandma played

She played "Beautiful Dreamer", and "My Wild Irish Rose"
She never played 'em perfect
But there was love in every note
Grandpa sat beside her in harmony they sang
At the old upright piano
That only Grandma played

Grandpa was a stubborn man they said it was his style
Grandma called him ornery but she said it with a smile
Even he could not disguise the love he felt so strong
We all could see it in his eyes when she played his favorite song

She played "Beautiful Dreamer", and "My Wild Irish Rose"
She never played 'em perfect
But there was love in every note
Grandpa sat beside her in harmony they sang
At the old upright piano
That only Grandma played

I was almost seventeen when my Grandma died
I stayed all night with Grandpa the old man never cried
He sat at her piano there was nothing we could say
It was the first time in my life I ever heard my Grandpa play

It wasn't "Beautiful Dreamer" or "My Wild Irish Rose"
It was a song he played from memory and he never missed a note
I sat right there beside him until the morning came
"What A Friend We Have in Jesus" was the only song he played

She played "Beautiful Dreamer", "My Wild Irish Rose"
She never played 'em perfect
But there was love in every note
Grandpa sat beside her in harmony they sang
At the old upright piano
That only Grandma played
At the old upright piano
That only Grandma played



The promoter says he wants to cancel
'Cause there ain't enough tickets sold
The air conditioner on the bus just broke
And I can't shake this cold

The single lost the bullet
The singer's losin' his wife
Well, I might be crazy but I wouldn't change
A single thing about this life

Sometimes we feel like champions
Sometimes we just can't win
Sometimes our records hit the top of the charts
Or the discount bargain bin

Through almost twenty years of touring
We've remained partners, brothers and friends
Well, we keep it together 'cause we're sure
We're gonna be big time before it all ends

Well, as long as Johnny's got his fiddle
And Jimmie's got his drums along
Then Jeffrey and me and Bobby will be
Singing all our favorite songs

We'll catch the fire from the folks in the front row
Fan the flames as the beat gets strong
It's great to be a part of something
So good that's lasted so long

Well, I saw a story in the paper
Suddenly the band's big news
The critics all like our records just fine
But they seem a bit confused

Is it folk or rock or country
Seems like everybody cares but us
So just leave us an early wake-up call
So we don't miss the bus

Well as long as Johnny's got his fiddle
And Jimmie's got his drums along
Then Jeffrey and me and Bobby will be
Singing all our favorite songs

We'll catch the fire from the folks in the front row
Fan the flames as the beat gets strong
It's great to be a part of something
So good that's lasted so long

The band says it can't stand my latest song, it's too personal
But my first wife's second marriage blew up
They had to get the dang thing annulled
Well if that ain't something to sing about
Then you tell me what is
And we'll give it a beat and put it on the street
And we just might have another hit

Well, as long as Johnny's got his banjo
And Jimmie's got his harps along
Then Jeffrey and me and Bobby will be
Singing all our favorite songs

We'll catch the fire from the folks in the front row
Fan the flames as the beat gets strong
It's great to be a part of something
So good that's lasted so long
Yeah, it's great to be a part of something so good that's lasted so long


Headed south on 65, route 5 or 6 I'll drive
There's a place where the folks from dixie go
You don't need no cowboy boots, trade'em in for a bathing suit
Hang out on the Gulf Of Mexico

On a weekend holiday
We don't parlez vous francais
Turnin' it up from a sunny day
Then we dance the night away
On the redneck riviera
On the red-ed neck riviera
On the redneck riviera
It's a paradise, oh yeah
(Oh) yeah

Sippin' hospitality under proud umbrella trees
Good ol' boys and the long necks scattered 'round Girls come rushin' from a far when I strum Louie Louie on my old guitar
String bikini, happy hunting ground

Chorus

We don't have to parlez vous francais
Well the surf is up in Alabam'
Mississippi, Florida and the Gulf shore sand
Stoke your fire with a sunny day, yeah
Just like them folks in St. Tropez

On the redneck riviera
On the red-ed neck riviera
On the redneck riviera
It's a paradise, oh yeah
It's a paradise, oh yeah
It's a paradise, Oh yeah
Oh yeah

Oh, the surf is up in Florida down
Panama City to the Destin Sound
You can stoke your fire with a sunny day, yeah
Just like them folks in St. Topez

Hey this is the south
Not the south of France


Standin' in the doorway with her hand on her hip
Eyes like the beacons on a rocket ship
Just about the bottom of a bottle of gin
She baits the hook and reels 'em in

She's got a black leather jacket with a patch on the back
No imitation Cajun gonna get to that
Got a red bandana and a rose tattoo
She got a mind of her own, nobody tell her what to do

Diamonds, pearls
Hey, hey, hey
Well, they're for all the other girls
Some women just don't need 'em

You can keep 'em
She goes putt, putt, that's my queen
Putt, putt, on her big machine
Putt, putt, when the light turns green

Putt, putt, she's so mean Nothing can stop my queen of the road

Now if you want to roll the dice you can try your luck
She can melt the ice off of an ice cream truck
You can't holler uncle when you've had enough
Her own brother won't fight her 'cause the girl's so tough

Devil of an angel, she's one of a kind
She got a knucklehead Harley and a one track mind
Roadhouse reputation everywhere she goes
As a big sled rider she's the queen of the road

From Pomona to Dayton
Hey, hey, hey
And every highway in between
There's not a-one of 'em she ain't seen

Well, you know what I mean
She goes putt, putt, that's my queen
Putt, putt, on her big machine
Putt, putt, when the light turns green
Putt, putt, she's so mean
Nothing can stop my queen of the road
Putt, putt, on her big machine

Now when the party's over and the lights go on
Don't have to try to find her 'cause the girl is gone
She slip it in second and away she goes
My motor-headed mama is the queen of the road

She goes putt, putt, that's my queen
Putt, putt, on her big machine
Putt, putt, when the light turns green
Putt, putt, she's so mean
Nothing can stop my queen of the road

Putt, putt, that's my queen
Putt, putt, on her big machine
Putt, putt, when the light turns green
Putt, putt, she's so mean
Nothing can stop my queen of the road



Some people say that the fate of a man
Is written down in the palm of his hand
Others say they can see it all in the cards and how they fall
I don't need my fortune told
As long as I've got you to hold
I can live with the mystery as long as you're loving me

Looking up at the stars tonight
I can't read 'em but I love the light
Heaven knows I'm right where I wanna be
As long as you're loving me

I don't need a crystal ball
Wouldn't even wanna know at all
I've got everything I need
As long as you're loving me

Who knows what tomorrow brings
One day changes everything
I'm willing to wait and see
As long as you're loving me

Looking up at the stars tonight
I can't read 'em but I love the light
Heaven knows I'm right where I wanna be
As long as you're loving me

I don't need my fortune told
As long as I've got you to hold
I can live with the mystery as long as you're loving me

I've got everything I need as long as you're loving me
As long as you're loving me
Oh, as long as you're loving me.


Ladies and gentlemen of the jury
I come before you to plead for the life of Leon McDuff
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury
I'm asking you to be the judge of when enough is enough

Now Leon McDuff has worked on his daddy’s farm
Every day since the day that he was born
Plowing in the field & hoeing in the garden
And helping to pick the cotton and the corn

Then came the time of the Mississippi floods
When all of his work went down the drain
His land was parched by sun, blown by the wind
And finally washed away by the rain

So Leon went to his friends trying to get help from them
But their crops and their money all were gone
So Leon when to the bank trying to mortgage his home
But the banks wouldn’t give Leon a loan

He could not decide how his family could survive
With no crop and no money to buy food
And as he struggled with his hands trying to rework his land
The notice came and said your land tax is due

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury
I come before you to plead for the life of Leon McDuff

In an air-conditioned office on the other side side of town
There sat a government official with a frown
Seems he'd been trying all week long to find land to build a summer home
But cheap river land could not be found

And in the middle of his gloom the boss walked in the room
He said I got some real good news for the house you planned
See there’s a farmer who's so poor and who's luck has gone so sour
He'll never pay the taxes on his land

So you just wait a week or two until the money's overdue
Then go to the cashier down the hall
Hold this deed in your hand and pay the taxes on his land
And have the sheriff give Leon McDuff a call

And you can tell Leon to move by the last day of July
'cause his taxes on his land are overdue
Tell him he's gotta move away
'cause his taxes were not paid
And then all that river land belongs to you

The same air conditioned office in about a week or two
Here comes the sheriff saying I got bad news
That old Leon McDuff knows he’s had bad luck
He says he'll try to get the money but he won't move

Well that bureaucrat jumped up and grabbed the sheriff by the arm
And says we're going out to take his land today
And so he and the sheriff drove on out to Leon’s farm
To tell the McDuffs to move away

And there stood Leon on his land with a shotgun in his hand
And his eyes, they were narrowed beneath the brim of his hat
He said I've worked hard on this land as a boy and as a man
and I'll lose it now to no damn bureaucrat

Well that bureaucrat got mad and he grabbed the gun in Leon’s hand
In the struggle an explosion cracked the air
And when the smoke and dust had cleared and the ringing left their ears
the sheriff he lay dying on the ground
the sheriff he lay dying on the ground

Now on this table I will lay this here gun, Exhibit A
And there's two sets of fingerprints that you can't even see
Other hands were here, none perceived by eye nor ear
To help trigger off this morbid tragedy.

And now to me it's still unclear what really caused the problem here
There's just too much you got to know before you know enough
And though we can't find out today just where all the guilt should lay
It shouldn't lay be Leon McDuff

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury
I come before you to plead for the life of Leon McDuff
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury
I'm asking you to be the judge of when enough is enough
(it's just about enough....)