THE FIGHTIN' SIDE OF ME 

I hear people talkin' bad,
About the way they have to live here in this country;
Harpin' on the wars we fight,
An' gripin' 'bout the way things oughta be.

I don't mind 'em switchin' sides,
An' standin' up for things that they believe in.
But, When they're runnin' down our country, man,
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me.

Their, walkin' on the fightin' side of me.
Runnin' down a way of life,
Our fightin' men have fought and tried to keep.
Well, If you don't love it, leave it:
Let this song that I'm singin' be a warnin'.
And when you're runnin' down our country, hoss,
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me.

--- Instrumental ---

I read about some squirrely guy,
Who claims, he just don't believe in fightin'.
An' I wonder just how long,
The rest of us can count on bein' free.

They love our milk an' honey,
But they preach about some other way of livin'.
And when they're runnin' down our country, man,
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me.

Aww, They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me.
Runnin' down the way of life,
Our fightin' men have fought and tried to keep.
Well, If you don't love it, leave it:
Let this song that I'm singin' be a warnin'.
And when you're runnin' down our country, hoss,
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me.

Yes, when you runnin' down our country, hoss
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me.

THE GAMES THAT DADDIES PLAY 

He put his arm around her shoulder
With a voice that sounded older
He said, "Mom, I got something on my mind
I don't wanna bother you but
I sure need to talk to you
If you can only spare the time.
And Mom I hope you understand
How much I love and need you
And I don't want you to take this the wrong way
But don't you think I'm old enough
And big enough and strong enough
To play the games that Daddies play?"

My friend Billy Parker's dad
Came by today to see me
And he wondered if I'd like to go
With him and Billy on a hike
And maybe camp out overnight
The way I've seen 'em do in picture shows
And there's one thing I'd like to do
And maybe if I ask him to
He'd sit and talk with me man to man
We'd only be gone overnight
And I could find out what it's like
To play the games that Daddies play.

She quickly turned to hide the tears
From her son of seven years
He didn't know she'd read between the lines
He'd never really known his dad
And although he'd never ask
She knew exactly what was on his mind
She searched her mind in desperation,
Six long years of separation
Dimmed the words she knew she had to say
I hope you're never big enough
Or old enough or bold enough
To play the games that Daddies play.

I know you need and want his love but,
Son, you're the victim of
Another kind of game that Daddies play...

THE GHOST OF ANOTHER MAN 

He?s living in that big old house that he knows was built by me
He?s playing with the baby that belongs to her and me.
At night he loves a woman that was held by these two hands
He must be leaving hell to live with a ghost of another man.
My name is in the side wall outside our bedroom door
He can?t help but see what?s too dare in me everywhere he goes.
He gladly walked through heaven to forget what he can?t stand
He must be leaving hell to live with a ghost of another man.
I don?t mean to haunt him when they turn out the lights
I?m there in the bedroom with both of them each night.
And he wonders if he just loved her
As good as I loved her back then
He must be leaving hell to live
With a ghost of another man.

THE GRAND TOUR 

Step right up, come on in
If you'd like to take the grand tour
Of a lonely house that once was home sweet home
I have nothing here to sell you,
Just some things that I will tell you
Some things I know will chill you to the bone.

Over there, sits the chair
Where she'd bring the paper to me
And sit down on my knee
And whisper oh, I love you
But now she's gone forever
And this old house will never
Be the same without the love
That we once knew.

Straight ahead, that's the bed
Where we'd lay in love together
And Lord knows we had a good thing going here
See her picture on the table
Don't it look like she'd be able
Just to touch me and say good morning dear.

There's her rings, all her things
And her clothes are in the closet
Like she left them
When she tore my world apart.

As you leave you'll see the nursery,
Oh, she left me without mercy
Taking nothing but
Our baby and my heart.

Step right up, come on in...

THE HONKY TONK DOWNSTAIRS 

Well, it won't be long now
Until that 'ol sun goes down
And darkness helps me hide my shameful tears.
My wife works all night long
For a man who's halfway gone
She's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs.

Chorus:
It's a shame she wears the name
Of a man who's locked and chained
To a bottle that's destroyin' all hopes and cares.
To the men with the hungry eyes
She works and hides her pride
She's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstair

--- Instrumental ---

Chorus:
It's a shame she wears the name
Of a man who's locked and chained
To a bottle that's destroyin' all hopes and cares.
To the men with the hungry eyes
She works and hides her pride
She's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs.

She's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs...

THE KING IS GONE (SO ARE YOU) 

(G) Last night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam decanter
That looks like (D) Elvis
I (C) soaked the label (Am) off (D7) a Flintstone Jelly Bean (G) jar
I cleared us off a place on that one little table
that you (D) left us
And (C) pulled me up a (D7) big ole piece of (G) floor

I (C) pulled the head off (Am) Elvis
Filled (C) Fred up to his (Am) pelvis
Yabba Dabba (G) Doo, the (C) King is (G) gone
And (D) so are (G) you

(C) 'Round about 10 we all got to (D7) talking
(C) 'Bout Graceland, Bedrock and (D7) such
(C) The conversation finally turned to (D7) women
(C) But they said they didn't get around too (D7) much
(C) Elvis said, "Find 'em (D7) young"
And Fred said (G) "Old Fashioned girls are (C) fun"
Yabba Dabba (G) Doo, the (C) King is (G) gone
And (D) so are (G) you

(C) Later on it finally (D7) hit me
(C) That you wouldn't be 'a comin' home no (D7) more
(C) 'Cause this time I know you won't (D7) forgive me
(C) Like all of them other times (D7) before
(C) Then I broke Elvis' (D7) nose
Pouring the (G) last drop from his (C) toes
Yabba Dabba (G) Doo, the (C) King is (G) gone
And (D) so are (G) you
(C) Yabba Dabba (G) Doo, the(C) King is (G) gone
And (D) so are (G) you

TAG:

(G) Last night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam decanter
That looks like (D) Elvis
I (C) soaked the label (Am) off (D7) a Flintstone Jelly Bean (G) jar....(fade)

THE LAST LETTER 

Why do you treat me as if I were only a friend?
What have I done that has made you so different and cold?
Sometimes I wonder if you'll be contented again
Will you be happy when you are withered and old?

I can not offer you diamonds and mansions so fine
I cannot buy you clothes that your young body craves
But if you'll say that you long to forever be mine
Take off the heartaches, the sorrow, the teardrops you'll save.

When you grow weary and tired of another man's gold
When you are lonely remember this letter, my own
Don't try to answer though I've suffered anguish untold
And if you don't love me I wish you would leave me alone...

THE LAST TOWN I PAINTED 

I came home the other night I've been out on a town
I searched talk through the house she was not around
I finally found her note it red this is goodbye to you
And that's the last town I painted and I painted it blue
Now that I have lost her I don't want to live
I done all the takin' I didn't want to give
Time has come it's plain to see the devil must pay his dues
And that's the last town I painted and I painted it blue
I still go to the tavern that I went to before
I search for the fun I had it's not there anymore
If I could have her back again I know I would be true
Cause the last town I painted I painted it blue
Now blue is not my favorite color cause it makes me sad
Why I asked for all these blues when I'm usin' too much red
I've got a lotta troubles no one to tell it to
Cause the last town I painted I painted it blue

THE LIKES OF YOU 

The last time we parted
I was broken hearted
While the teardrops started
It's mighty close.

And I set an' pondered
Oh, the dreams by thunder
And then I finally wondered
Why should it be so.

A lot of fish in the ocean
A lot of star in the blue
And I've got a notion
That I can live without you.

I goin' to stop my cryin'
When you start goodbyin'
I gonna quit relyin'
On the likes of you.

--- Instrumental ---

You can go your way now
You don't have to stay now
Yes, you can go and play now
It won't make me blue.

You'll never change, dear
You'll stay the same, dear
But your little game, dear
Is my wrong gone years.

There's other fish in the ocean
A lot of star in the blue
And I've got a notion
A lot of pretty girls too.

I goin' to quit my cryin'
When you start goodbyin'
I gonna quit relyin'
On the likes of you.

--- Instrumental ---

I goin' to quit my cryin'
When you start your goodbyin'
I gonna quit relyin'
On the likes of you...

THE LONE RANGER 

I'm tired of sitting home, sick of being all alone
Thought I'd just go for a drive
I was headed downtown, when I did me a turnaround
When I saw the neon sign
Happy hour two for one, sounded like a lot of fun
So I stopped and went inside
The next thing that I knew, I was sittin' on a barstool
Having the time of my life

(Chorus:)
Well, I had more silver bullets last night
Than the Lone Ranger
I was shootin' 'em down like I didn't have a care
Ignoring all the danger
Bless my soul this morning I awoke
In the arms of a perfect stranger
I had more silver bullets last night than the Lone Ranger

Did I fail to mention it wasn't my intention
To stay out all night long
I was gonna have a few but one round led to two
Next thing I knew I was gone
Well here's where I draw a blank, the band was playin' Hank
She rode in to save the day
And all I remember were kisses sweet and tender
And hi yo silver away

(Repeat chorus)