One More Shot
(© Kennerly/Randor, Irving Music, Inc.)
from their smash CD Ghost Country

For too long now I've been at this game,
ridin' like hell through the wind and rain
robbin' bankers and Pullman cars.
My lungs are choked with the dust of the road.
Since Frank's been gone it's a heavy load
and my bones are broke and my body is scarred.

(Chorus:)
One more shot just for old times,
one last stand.
One more hit ought to do it
then we'll quit while we can.

(Chorus)

I'm gonna buy me a little farm,
get my wife and children out of harm and danger,
then I'm settling down.
This life I lead leaves me on my own,
haven't seen a friend for so damn long.
Just a-layin' low, it's got me restless again.

(Chorus)

Who's that knockin' at my back door?
Well it looks like Bob and Charlie Ford,
"How ya doin', boys? Won't you come on in!
Hell, I ain't even wearin' a gun,
haven't done that for so damn long.
It feels good, boys, just to have you around."

(Chorus)

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Trouble On the Line
© 1988 Dan Wheetman
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Trouble!
Lord, I think I need a double.
But it's allright,
it's just the way I feel tonight.
I'll be fine.
Trouble on the line.

Trouble on the line.
I could tell by the sound
she had changed her mind
and her heart had turned around.
That's a fatal sign
there's trouble on the line.

(Chorus:)
A phone that rings at midnight ain't got nothing good to say.
She just called to tell me she's a thousand miles away.
Long gone this time,
Trouble on the line.

(Chorus)

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Whiskey and a song,
That's how I pass the night along,
hoping to forget
all the heartache and regret
'til I leave behind
trouble on the line,
trouble on the line,
trouble on the line.

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Window Shopping
(© Marcel Joseph/Acuff-Rose Music, Inc.)
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Window shoppin', window shoppin'.
You're only lookin' around.
You're not buyin', you're just tryin'
to find the best deal in town.

(Chorus:)
You give away your kisses,
but you never give your heart
to anyone that's fool enough to fall.

You don't feel love,
you don't want real love.
You're window shoppin', that's all.

Window shoppin', window shoppin'.
You're only lookin' around.
You're not buyin', you're just tryin'
to find the best deal in town.

(Chorus)
I said, you're window shoppin', that's all.

Ahhh!

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Lonely Enough to Know
© 1988 Mike Phelan  Donora Street MusicBMI
from their smash CD Ghost Country

If you wonder why an old dog howls when he sees the rising moon.
If you're puzzled by a grown man's crying at a sad old country tune.
If the water's edge doesn't seem so cold at night when the fog horns blow,
then, my friend, you're not lonely enough to know.

(Chorus:)
You must have someone waiting as day gives up its light
and someone's arms around you when you're restless in the night.
Someone's tender kisses and the light of love's warm glow.
Well, my friend, you're not lonely enough to know.

If the houses' lighted windows don't make it seem more cold,
if the sound of children's laughter doesn't say you're growing old,
if the warm touch of a lover doesn't seem so long ago,
then, my friend, you're not lonely enough to know.

(Chorus)

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Blues For Sporting Life
© 1988 Jon Wilcox
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Baby blue eyes still burning bright
like the flickering glow of the pilot light,
the most beautiful dreams that never come true,
castles erased by the tide,
and you're just along for the ride.

We were chasing the sun out on Highway Number One,
rollin' down to Pescadero for some homemade pie.
Back when makin' music mattered more than packaged rock-and-roll,
back before that far-away look in those baby blue eyes.

(Bridge:)
But the women can't resist him and the old boys won't leave him alone.
If you're lookin' for a good time, this man's got the art down cold.
He's got a pocket full of sunshine to light up the darkest dawn.
The party's just beginning and everybody else has gone home.

When you feel like a slave to this sportin' life,
between pleasure and pain is the finest line.
Bet all you could borrow for some fast-movin' time.
Calling, raising, drawing on a four-card flush
and the dealer is a good friend that you can't trust.

(Bridge:)
The party's just beginning and everybody else has gone home.

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Run Mountain
– Traditional
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Went up on the mountain to fetch me a load of pine,
put it in the wagon, I broke down behind.

(Chorus:)
Run mountain, chug a little hill.
Run mountain, chug a little hill.
Run mountain, chug a little hill.
There you get your thrill.

Sixteen miles from my home, rooster crow for day,
me in bed with another man's wife, better be getting away.

(Chorus)

Went up on the mountain to give my horn a blow.
Thought I heard a pretty girl say, ³Yonder comes my beau!"

(Chorus)

Wish I had a needle, fine as I could sew.
Sew a pretty girl to my side and down the road I'd go.

(Chorus)

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Better Come Dancing
© 1988 Dan Wheetman
from their smash CD Ghost Country

The sky's gonna tremble on the very last day.
There'll be thunder and lightning as the stars fall away.
You can run but you cannot hide, this'll be our last chance.
If this is the last waltz, baby, then we might as well dance.

And we can go dancing, steppin' out across the stars.
'Cause when time comes to an end, then eternity's ours.
We can go dancing, forget all your worries and cares.
Cause when the last ship comes in, we'll all be dancing on air.

I read the report, and it doesn't look good,
Not much time to turn it around, but you know that we could.
You better turn to your neighbor and look him in the eye,
'cause when our gravity fails, we all gotta learn how to fly!

And we can go dancing, steppin' out across the stars.
'Cause when time comes to an end, then eternity's ours.
You better come dancing, forget all your worries and cares.
Cause when the last ship comes in, we'll all be dancing on air.

You can run but you cannot hide, this'll be our last chance.
If this is the last song, baby, then we might as well dance.

And we can go dancing, steppin' out across the stars.
'Cause when time comes to an end, then eternity's ours.
And we can go dancing, forget all your worries and cares.
Cause when the last ship comes in, we'll all be dancing on air.

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Molly and Tenbrooks

– Traditional
from their smash CD Ghost Country

(Chorus:)
Run, old Molly, run! Run, old Molly, run!
Tenbrooks gonna beat you in the bright shining sun.
Bright shining sun, oh Lord, bright shining sun.

Tenbrooks was a big bay horse, he wore that shaggy mane.
Run all round Memphis, he beat the Memphis train.
Beat the Memphis train, oh Lord, beat the Memphis train.

Tenbrooks said to Molly, "What make your head so red?"
"Running in the hot sun with fever in my head.
Fever in my head, oh Lord, fever in my head."

Tenbrooks said to Molly, "You're looking mighty squirreled"
Molly said to Tenbrooks, ³I¹m a-leaving this old world.
Leaving this old world, oh Lord, leaving this old world."

(Chorus)

Out in California where Molly done as she pleased,
Come back to old Kentucky, got beat with all ease.
Beat with all ease, oh Lord, beat with all ease.

Women all a-laughing, children all a-crying,
Mens all a-hollering, and old Tenbrooks a-flying.
Old Tenbrooks a-flying, oh Lord, old Tenbrooks a-flying.

(Chorus)

Kuyper, Kuyper, Kuyper, my son.
Give old Tenbrooks the bridle and let old Tenbrooks run.
Let old Tenbrooks run, oh Lord, let old Tenbrooks run.

Gonna catch old Tenbrooks and hitch him in the shade.
Gonna bury Molly in a coffin ready made.
Coffin ready made, oh Lord, coffin ready made.

(Chorus)

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Gospel Plow
– Traditional
from their smash CD Ghost Country

With my two hands on the plow, I don't mind my journey now.
Keep your hands on the plow, hold on.
Mary wore three links of chain, every link was Jesus' name.
Keep your hands on the plow, hold on.

(Chorus:)
Hold on, hold on,
keep your hands on the plow, hold on.

Paul and Silas land in jail, they got nobody to go their bail.
Keep your hands on the plow, hold on.
One of these mornings 'bout twelve o'clock, this old world's gonna reel and rock.
Keep your hands on the plow, hold on.

(Chorus)

Who's that yonder dressed in red?
Must be the children that Moses led.
Keep your hands on the plow, hold on.
With my two hands on the plow, I don't mind my journey now.
Keep your hands on the plow, hold on.

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

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Two Bits
© 1988 Jon Wilcox Wind River Music BMI
from their smash CD Ghost Country

I got two bits and you got a dollar.
Don't need no Coup De Ville to have ourselves a ball, girl.
*Cause I know a juke box that won't stop blastin',
and I got two bits...

Girl you look so fine, the sun shining through your dress.
Let's make a mess of your feather bed tonight!
But first I wanna dance with you, I wanna make it last.
Get my two bits worth, babe!

When you flash those eyes, how they tantalize me!
Something's got a hold of my soul.
When you move your hips and you lick your lips,
I wanna hold on till I lose control!

Put on your CD, mama, it's just you and me.
We'd better pull the shades, we're such a sight to see!
'Cause we got the rhythm and sweet harmony.
It just takes two bits, baby!

When you flash those eyes, how they tantalize me!
Something's got a hold of my soul.
When you do those things, when you queen my king,
I wanna hold on till I lose control!

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Lonely Night
© 1988 Mike Phelan Donora Street Music BMI
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Lonely night, are you going to last forever?
Or does it just feel that way to me?
Toss and turn, I know there'll be no sleep tonight,
This room's too crowded with your memory.

The sound of two hearts breaking was the shot heard round my world,
As your picture goes on smiling in its frame.
This night stretches out unending like I thought our love would be.
I was wrong, it's a shame.

Another day, that sad face in the mirror
better hurry up he's got a lot to do.
Day rolls by, off to work and "Hi, how are you?"
and back home, another long night without you.

Your picture's still there smiling as if nothing could go wrong.
For a minute I feel love fill up the room.
But its just a paper image of a girl who used to love me,
It's no use, that's the truth.

Lonely night, are you going to last forever?
Or does it just feel that way to me?
Toss and turn, I know there'll be no sleep tonight,
This room's too crowded with your memory.

Memories of our love and how it used to be.
Memories of you when you were loving me.

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The Way I Am
(Throckmorton/Cross Key Pub.)
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Wish I were down on some blue bayou
with a bamboo cane stuck in the sand.
But the road I'm on don't seem to go there.
So I'll just dream and keep on being the way I am.

Wish I enjoyed what makes my living.
Did what I do with a willing hand.
Some would run, but that ain't like me.
So I'll just dream and keep on being the way I am.

(Chorus:)
The way I am don't fit my shackles.
The way I am, reality.
I can almost see that bobber dancing,
but I'll just dream and keep on being the way I am.

(Chorus)

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Dark As A Dungeon
(Travis/Hill & Range Songs/Elvis Presley Music)
from their smash CD Ghost Country

Come all you young fellows, so young and so fine,
and seek not your fortune in a dark, dreary mine.
It'll form as a habit and seep in your soul
'til the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal.

(Chorus:)
Where it's dark as a dungeon and damp as the dew.
Where the danger is double and the pleasures are few.
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines,
it's dark as a dungeon way down in the mines.

(Chorus)

Well, there's many a man I have known in my day
who lived just to labor his whole life away.
Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine,
a man will have lust for the lure of the mine.

(Chorus)

Well, I hope when I die and the ages shall roll,
my body will blacken and turn into coal.
Then I'll look from the door of my heavenly home
and pity the miner, a-diggin' my bones.

(Chorus)

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