"Just Got Paid"

I just got paid today,
got me a pocket full of change.
Said, I just got paid today,
got me a pocket full of change.
If you believe like workin' hard all day,
just step in my shoes and take my pay.

I was born my papa's son,
when I hit the ground I was on the run.
I had one glad hand and the other behind.
You can have yours, just give me mine.
When the hound dog barkin' in the black of the night,
stick my hand in my pocket, everything's all right.

I just got paid today,
got me a pocket full of change.
Said, black sheep, black, do you got some wool?
Yes, I do, man, my bag is full.
It's the root of evil and you know the rest
but it's way ahead of what's second best.

      - Billy Gibbons & Bill Ham

"Chevrolet"

In a flat Forty-One with my strat by the door
we was goin' to the country for what we came for.
I'm sure you've smelled the trees in the air.
The best of motor cruisin's just the joy to get there.

I was approachin' Simonton down by the cotton gin.
There was old man Berkman trying to flag me in.
He asked if I would stay awhile and if I needed gas.
I said, "No thanks, anyhow I don't drive too fast."

Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.

I took the road down to Cinco
through that red Brazos River land,
done hit that freeway at sunset.
Now the big city lights are at hand.

Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.

      - Billy Gibbons


"Bar-B-Q"

"Chevrolet"

In a flat Forty-One with my strat by the door
we was goin' to the country for what we came for.
I'm sure you've smelled the trees in the air.
The best of motor cruisin's just the joy to get there.

I was approachin' Simonton down by the cotton gin.
There was old man Berkman trying to flag me in.
He asked if I would stay awhile and if I needed gas.
I said, "No thanks, anyhow I don't drive too fast."

Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.

I took the road down to Cinco
through that red Brazos River land,
done hit that freeway at sunset.
Now the big city lights are at hand.

Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
ride my Chevrolet.

      - Billy Gibbons

"Whiskey'n Mama"

I'm so tired, you on my head.
Whiskey'n mama, you shouldn't have said
you wanted me to be your lover true,
then turn around and treats me just likes you do.
I should have known better than to fool with a whiskey'n mama.

Now I could be right and could be wrong,
you been layin' out all night long.
You telephoned this mornin', said you'd be home soon.
The doorman said he seen you at the Club Blue Lagoon.
I should have known better than to fool with a whiskey'n mama.

Whiskey'n mama, you standin' there
with your curly hair
just to have you do me good.
I know you could if you only would.

Whiskey'n mama, you standin' there
with your curly hair
just to have you do me good.
I know you could if you only would.

Well, the sun come shinin' on the rain soaked street.
Whiskey'n mama, where can she be?
I guess I'll have to put you down on my list,
I didn't wanna do it but you insist.
I should have known better than to fool with a whiskey'n mama.

      - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill, Frank Beard & Bill Ham

"Waitin' for the Bus"

Have mercy, been waitin' for the bus all day.
Have mercy, been waitin' for the bus all day.
I got my brown paper bag and my take-home pay.

Have mercy, old bus be packed up tight.
Have mercy, old bus be packed up tight.
Well, I'm glad just to get on and home tonight.

Right on, that bus done got me back.
Right on, that bus done got me back.
Well, I'll be ridin' on the bus till I Cadillac.

      - Billy Gibbons & Dusty Hill   

"Jesus Just Left Chicago"

Jesus just left Chicago and he's bound for New Orleans.
Well now, Jesus just left Chicago and he's bound for New Orleans.
Yeah, yeah.
Workin' from one end to the other and all points in between.

Took a jump through Mississippi, well, muddy water turned to wine. [see notes]
Took a jump through Mississippi, muddy water turned to wine.
Yeah, yeah.
Then out to California through the forests and the pines.
Ah, take me with you, Jesus.

You might not see him in person but he'll see you just the same.
You might not see him in person but he'll see you just the same.
Yeah, yeah.
You don't have to worry 'cause takin' care of business is his name.

      - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard


"Beer Drinkers and Hell Raisers"

"Jesus Just Left Chicago"

Jesus just left Chicago and he's bound for New Orleans.
Well now, Jesus just left Chicago and he's bound for New Orleans.
Yeah, yeah.
Workin' from one end to the other and all points in between.

Took a jump through Mississippi, well, muddy water turned to wine. [see notes]
Took a jump through Mississippi, muddy water turned to wine.
Yeah, yeah.
Then out to California through the forests and the pines.
Ah, take me with you, Jesus.

You might not see him in person but he'll see you just the same.
You might not see him in person but he'll see you just the same.
Yeah, yeah.
You don't have to worry 'cause takin' care of business is his name.

      - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard

"Beer Drinkers and Hell Raisers"

If you see me walkin' down the line
with my fav'rite honky tonk in mind,
well, I'll be here around suppertime
with my can of dinner and a bunch of fine.

Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah.
Uh-huh-huh, baby, don't you wanna come with me?

The crowd gets loud when the band gets right,
steel guitar cryin' through the night.
Yeah, try'n to cover up the corner fight
but ev'rything's cool 'cause they's just tight.

Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah.
Huh, baby, don't you wanna come with me?
Ah, play it boy.

The joint was jumpin' like a cat on hot tin.
Lord, I thought the floor was gonna give in.
Soundin' a lot like a House Congressional
'cause we're experimental and professional.

Beer drinkers, hell raisers, yeah.
Well, baby, don't you wanna come with me?

      - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard

"La Grange"

Rumour spreadin' a-'round in that Texas town
'bout that shack outside La Grange
and you know what I'm talkin' about.
Just let me know if you wanna go
to that home out on the range.
They gotta lotta nice girls.

Have mercy.
A haw, haw, haw, haw, a haw.
A haw, haw, haw.

Well, I hear it's fine if you got the time
and the ten to get yourself in.
A hmm, hmm.
And I hear it's tight most ev'ry night,
but now I might be mistaken.
hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm.

Have mercy.

      - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard

"Jailhouse Rock"

Goin' to a party in the county jail,
Prison band was there and they began to wail.
Kid is shakin' and began to sing;
You should've heard them knocked out jailbirds sing.
Let's rock!  Everybody, let's rock!
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock.

Spider Murphy sittin' on a block of stone;
Little Joey blowin' on a slide trombone.
Come on, Silly Willy, don't you be no square.
If you cannot find a partner, use a wooden chair.
Let's rock!  Everybody, let's rock!
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock.   

Shifty Henry said to Bugs,"For heaven's sake,
No one's lookin'; now's our chance to make a break."
Bugsy turned to Shifty and he said, "Nix nix.  I
Wanna stick around awhile and get my kicks."
Let's rock!  Everybody, let's rock!
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock.   

"Tush"

I been up, I been down.
Take my word, my way around.
I ain't askin' for much.
I said, Lord, take me downtown,
I'm just lookin' for some tush.

I been bad, I been good,
Dallas, Texas, Hollywood.
I ain't askin' for much.
I said, Lord, take me downtown,
I'm just lookin' for some tush.

Take me back way back home,
not by myself, not alone.
I ain't askin' for much.
I said, Lord, take me downtown,
I'm just lookin' for some tush.

         - Frank Beard, Bill Gibbons & Dusty Hill

"Cheap Sunglasses"

When you get up in the morning and the light is hurt your head
The first thing you do when you get up out of bed
Is hit that street a-runnin' and try to meet the masses
And go get yourself some cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Spied a little thing and I followed her all night
In a funky fine levis and her sweater's kind of tight
She had a west coast strut that was sweet as molases
But what really knocked me out was her cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Now go out and get yourself some thick black frames
With the glass so dark thay won't even know your name
And the choice is up to you cause they come in two classes
Rhinestone shades and cheap sunglasses
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

"Gimme All Your Lovin'"

I got to have a shot of what you got is oh so sweet.
You got to make it hot, like a boomerang I need a repeat,

Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too,
Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through,

You got to whip it up and hit me like a ton of lead,
If I blow my top will you let it go to your head?

Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too,
Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through.

You got to move it up and use it like a scrweball would.
You got to pack it up, work it like a new boy should.

Gimme all your lovin', all your hugs and kisses too.
Gimme all your lovin', don't let up until we're through.

              - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Bear

"Concrete and Steel"

Hard and cold, like a street of gold,
It's easy to find but so hard to hold.
Smooth and strong but it won't last long,
When the rust sets in, she'll be good as gone!

Concrete, Concrete and steel.
It's like concrete. 
Hey baby, what's the deal?

A heart of stone make you feel alone,
but what can you do when your hand is blown?
Hard as ice, it's like tumblin' dice,
before you fall for her boy, you better think twice.

Concrete, Concrete and steel.
It's like concrete. 
Hey baby, what's the deal?

Dark as night, diamond bright,
Never seen such a strange delight.
Slick as glass, and just as fast,
You'll feel the pain, but it won't last

"She's Just Killing Me"
   Also released on the From Dusk Till Dawn soundtrack.

Everything about her was natural
Everything about her was cool
But I'm a little partial for beautiful girls
Even if they blood runs blue

I think I see her
I think I want her
I think I love her
She's just killing me
I think she's killing me

Her castanets are enormous
Her bongo beat absolute
And when she doin' midnite performances
She's got a secret somethin' to boot

I think I see her
I think I want her
Oh, I think I love her
But she's just killing me
I think she's killing me

Miss Satanic Pandemonia
Don't get any lower or slower
What you see is what you get conmigo
And the bonus of an albino boa

I think I see her
I think I want her
Yes, I think I love her
She's just killing me
She's just killing me
(That's some time I had)

I think I see her
I know I love her
Yes, I might love her
She's just killing me
She wanna be killing me
(Suck my blood)

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