Time I Had A Talk With My Guitar Again

t's time I had a talk with my guitar
about my good gal again x2
she seems to have a crazy idea
about moving back in

there I was alone
guitar in my hand
having a moment
we can all understand
amp turned up
little dirty too
strutting my stuff
in a shuffle groove
suddenly the door
opened with a bang
put the damn thing down
I got groceries again
chorus
last Saturday night
dinner plans
me and my good gal
stepping out again
all decked out
time to spare
when I saw my guitar
just a setting there
bending strings
like a hurricane
put the damn thing down boy
we're gonna be late

chorus

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the moral of the story
is it's both I love
so I need a little help
from the one above
there's nothing like the feel of a good guitar
the way it sets in your hand like a mason jar
but wrong is wrong
and right is right
the way a woman warms the soul
on a cold cold night
chorus

She Said She

she said she needed space
so I found her some (×2)
then I found a space to hide her
right next to my heart
right next to my heart

she said she needed me
til she found herself (x2)
now she finds herself
telling me goodbye
telling me goodbye

*as you take your many
colored steps
just to find out
who you are
you just might discover
you're not the only
not the only
not the only
shining star

na na na....

she said she needed time
til she found herself x2
now she finds herself
telling me goodbye
telling me goodbye

My Better Days

I've been drinking
I've been thinking
maybe I should call you on your telephone
I've been trying
to keep from lying
so maybe you won't think
I'm all alone

*now I'm out of my mind watching the time slip away
and I'm out of my mind
waiting for my better days

I've been told
I cant hold
all those crazy thoughts
inside my head
I do believe
you will agree
those thoughts are better left unsaid

**
I'll find a way
perhaps today
learn to love again
or so they say
the time will come
gonna find someone
who'll never ever know
where I came from

Cold Side of The Wind

You may stir the biscuits
And pour her coffee too
Tidy up the kitchen
Dishes left to do
You may chop the wood
And keep the fire hot
You may lay her down brother
and give her all you got
It ain't that she don't love you x3
She's just standin on the cold side of the wind

You may spend your money
To buy her pretty things
Rubies gold and silver
Diamonds for her rings
Put them in a basket
With flowers all in bloom
Than you read a note that says
Darlin I'll be home soon
It's not that she don't love you x3
She's (just standing) on the cold side of the wind
***
when the wind blows cold
ain't no telling where she goes
when the wind blows cold
a story will be told
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U may take her places
Where everybody goes
She can wear her jewelry and all her fancy clothes
Get the finest table
Candle with champagne
Than she finds a backdoor man
And there she goes again
And you walk home in the rain
It ain't that she don't love you x3
She's just standin on
the cold side of the wind

Sugar Plum

won't you be my baby baby
won't you be my baby sugar plum ×2
won't you be my baby baby
til the rain done gone

bossman call say
stay low rainy day x2
maybe baby we best do what the bossman say

let it rain let it pour
let it rain let it pour Sugar Plum x2
maybe baby we got work needs to git done

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sugar plum be happy
sugar plum don't you be sad ×2
little rain on the window
might not be so bad

rain on the window
rain on my sugar Plum too x2
it can rain all day
as long as I got you

won't you be my baby baby
won't you be my baby
sugar plum ×2
won't you be my baby baby
til the rain done gone

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won't you be my baby baby
til the rain done gone
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won't you be my baby
baby
til we see the sun
my sugar plum

Roll Me Over

Peacetime Blues

get outside of your head
take a walk around in mine

honey dont upset the neighbors
take the sign down in your yard x2
but leave that one sticking on the backside
of your car
sittin' kinda cool
next to your favorite bar

rise up take the high road
or go low don't you turn back x2
everybody know ain't nobody ever turn back
everybody know ain't nobody ever come back
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hug your neighbor isn't working
preaching to the choir
never will x2
if you're gonna take a punch
best not be standing still
if you don't take a punch
you know somebody will

do you wake up in the morning
find yourself fighting for peace x2
it's like dancing w the devil
the dirty one you never can see
it's like dancing with the devil
the dirty one you just might be

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it gets a little heavy
when it boils down
to me or you x2
soon you will be shaking
with the fighting for the peacetime blues

gets a little heavy
when it boils down
to what should I do
x2
ya find yourself living
with
the fighting in the
peacetime blues

Brother Soul

he was born brother soul
in the middle of the night
temperature rising
under pale moon light
brother soul
they called him
brother soul
coming in the backdoor
our good friend
brother soul

soul in his pocket
a rocket to his step
he owed a lot of money
but he never had debt
brother soul
they called him
brother soul
make room at your table
for brother soul

☆
he had a 3 dollar jacket
an 2 buck shoes
1 left in his pocket
he promised not to lose
he'd meet you on the corner
spreading the news
brother soul had the
walkin' talkin' blues

brother soul covered songs
like a blanket in the night
a cool warm whisper
with his eyes shut tight
brother soul
they called him
brother soul
put your hands together
for brother soul

brother soul told a story
as a man confessed
hands held high
like he'd been blessed
brother soul
they called him
brother soul
make him feel welcome
our brother soul

☆☆
he had...

brother soul lived a life of jack queen king
folks steppin' on a table
just to watch him sing
they called him
brother soul
comin' in the back door
make room at your table
put your hands together for brother soul

Lay Your $$$$$ Down

he wore his daddy's leather coat
on friday nights in town
playing 8ball w the fools
who'd lay their money down
brother lay your money down

he'd get inside your head
like a jukebox song
dancing with the stick
didn't take him long
to say
mister lay your money down
brother lay your money down

took off for the summer
west was where he'd go
hustling the tables
like a TV show
sayin' lay your money down

** skipping in the front door
kicking out the back
busting out of town
on a railroad track
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one day he met a woman
kinda made some sense
he picked up the yard
she picked up the rent
til she said man
why don't you lay your money down

now they run a pool hall
serve a couple drinks
his daddy's leather coat
stashed under the sink
til some punk says old man why don't you
lay your money down (×3)
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arm goes in the sleeve
of daddy's leather coat
8 ball off the rail
another sucker broke
kid lay your money down
(×3ish)

Hey There Mister Bluesman

hey there mr blues man
would you please
sing my song
it's all there on the napkin
with the tear drops
that went wrong
they say you hail from memphis
crying all night long
hey there Mr. Bluesman
would you please
sing my song

it's an ordinary story
of a woman and a man
thought they knew each other
living out their plan
but often how it happens
love falls thru the cracks
hey there Mr. Bluesman
please help me get it back

she loves your blues music
listens all the time
sings along with the radio
knows all the times you're crying
maybe if she heard you sing no one is to blame
best thing that could happen
best thing that could happen best thing that could happen
she might feel the same

Let It Go

(when)Got myself a guitar
Got myself a friend
Got myself a story
The story never ends

Got myself a high note
Got myself a low
Got myself( lookin for) a (feelin)good groove
Got to let it go

*Sing it with me now let me hear u now let me hear you now
Hidy hidy high
Hidy hidy ho x2
Hidy high
Hidy ho
Gonna let it go

Got myself a rhythm
Got myself a beat
I rightly think it's high time
Got to move my feet
let's all move our feet
for us to
Got myself a good song
Gonna sing w all my might (got to sing it right)
we Got our/myself a good time
Here with you tonight

Jimmy John Jaxson

Take your medicine
Jimmy John Jackson
before the good lord strikes you down x2
your dancin' days are over
but ill be dancin on your ground

you've been dancin' with my good gal
after ten til closing tim e
x2
I saw you thru the window
and my eyes ain't known for lyin'

i told you once
I told you twice
to keep your bad hands
off my wife x2
poor boy Jimmy John Jackson
time for you to pay the price


over yonder table
in a broken paper sack
x2
fix yourself a spoonful
then go find your Cadillac
x2