It was in the month of July When I told that gal goodbye Said we had our fair share of love and sin I let her in Alabama I'm bound to make Myamuh And i ain't comin' back this way again Don't you go hanging your head in sorrow Sittin' & a-cryin by the phone We sure had us some fun Now them days are all but done And I'm fixing' to feel better off alone Well I can't hardly remember man I think it was December when She said I don't feel the same as I did before Well I thought that I would be alright Til that darkness turned into daylight And them empty bottles was piled up on the floor Don't you go hanging' your head in sorrow Drinking and singing that same sad song We had us a good time Now we're out of luck and wine And it's fixin' to be time I move along

It's hard times and an early grave Hard times and an early grave Gambled your life on disarray Your best years up and walked away Now there ain't much left of you to save One more shot of that no good booze One more hot of that no good booze Sert me up bartender, ma'am I aim to keep drinking till I can't stand Oh why's it so easy to lose One more bottle of troubles be gone One more bottle of troubles be gone Well its been hard times for so long now Ain't nothin gonna be alright no-how So gimme one more bottle of troubles be gone One more lover done walked away One more lover done walked away If I had any sense I would've left before We both had our hearts lying' cold on the floor Now there ain't nothin but lonesome days Hard times and an early grave

Been runnin' round town like an old lost dog Eatin' people's scraps and sleepin' in a log Howlin' at the moon from the top of the hill Sittin on a barstool feelin' high Fixin' to drink my pockets dry And I ain't leavin' till I've had my fill Well its been rainy days for so long Do think I'm ready for sunshine All out of luck I went and drank my last few bucks And I'll probably die with trouble on my mind Been feelin' like a coyote in the sun The day ain't over till I've had my fun Bed down on some muddy river bank Wake up the next mornin' do it again Prayin' for redemption, livin' in sin Listenin' to George & Merle & Good ol' Hank Well its been rainy days for so long Do think I'm ready for sunshine I'm out of luck I went and drank my last few bucks And I'll probably die with trouble on my mind

I sat down next to the old man He had a single tear in his eye He said "Let me tell you a story my friend" And I ordered up two shots of rye "Oh now I am but an old fool My clothes they are tattered and torn But many a road and path I have traveled Yes many a shoe I have worn" "I was no troublemaker Kept my nose to the grind Walked the straight and narrow you see Never tempted with corn whiskey and rye" "The army they drafted me fresh out Another poor soul sent to die Somehow I made it back home to mother But she had gone to the other side" "I worked whatever jobs I could find Saved up all but dimes of my pay I met a girl with eyes blue as sapphire We married on a cold winter's day" "I quickly found out her heart was not true And her love it was only a lie So I'd sit at the bar, gamblin' cards And drink of corn whiskey" "Oh but I did work as a poor boy must do Worked my hands bloody and raw Never enough pay at the end of the day Just dream about having it all" "The house that I lived in was empty The cupboards were dusty and dry My gal up and left for lands in the west Each night its corn whiskey and rye" "I grew so weary of working my hands\ Just for times to stay hard I thought about the bootleggers I met on night playing cards" "They said if you grow sick of th box that you're in And tired of dreams runnin' dry We could use a man like you on a run Runnin' that corn whiskey and rye" "Went downtown the next evenin' Only a few dollars in hand Walked into the dirty old tavern Sat across from the bartender man" "An hour later they strolled in I finished my drink with a sigh They came and sat down next to me Said 'Five shots of your finest rye'" "They spoke of their booze runnin' business And how they had never been caught The cities are too busy to find us All the small town sheriffs we bought" "I went out with em next evenin' And there ain't but one holy truth There's folks down in Everglades City Been needin' that 160 proof" "From St. John's to Valdosta Clear out to the Mississippi shore There weren't no finer shine in Dixie So clean, so fair and so pure" "It was just me and Jackson one evenin' When the revenuers finally caught wind Busted with 86 gallons of lightnin' Dark highway where the Suwanee ends" "Nobody came to pay our bail Nobody came to our side Sentenced us both to 36 months In the four walls where many men die" "Well I did my time, hard it may be Known as a convicted man Started my way towards the highway With only 2 dollars in hand" "Made my way back to this old town Oh bartend whatever this'll buy Swallowed down two shots of rotgut And hung my low down head to cry" "Now I am simply a peddler of cheap wares And a beggar when peddling' runs dry Sleep wherever the stars are bright After I've drank corn whiskey and rye" I rolled up a couple of cigarettes And ordered up two rounds of rye "To my new friend, to the beginning and the end To each smile and lonesome tear cried May the sun always shine in your sky And steer clear of corn whiskey and rye"

Going down to Texas, got me them Blue Bonnet Blues Going down to Texas, got me them Blue Bonnet Blues Got them Lonestar Blues from my head down to my shoes There's a gal down in Florida, said she hates to see me go Gal down in Florida, said she hates to see me go Said "Come back sweet daddy when them cold winds begin to blow" Gonna make my way now, from the mountains to the shore I'll make my way now, from the mountains to the shore And when I'm down ramblin', I'm sure I'll ride some more I've been no account and low-down, since the day I was born No account and low-down, since the day I was born But my bones are achin' and my boots are tattered and torn I miss the old sawgrass, I aim to be where its warm Miss the old sawgrass, I aim to be where its warm I miss the magnolia, the place where I was born That gal she is a fine one, she gets me weak in the knees That gal she is a fine one, she gets me weak in the knees And her kisses are as sweet as an Everglades breeze

Written by Brendan Mannion. See you on Big Rock Candy Mountain. Well I done heard some dirty lies before I've heard things that'll make a panther roar I've done heard some dirty lyin' Sometimes it gets me cryin' I ain't gonna be lied to no more Headed westbound on that big iron train Ain't never goin' back again Well I left my dear ol' swampy home Rode them trains just to feel alone Thought my luck was getting better Then I read that awful letter I ain't gonna be readin' it no more Headed westbound on that big iron train Ain't never goin' back again I hopped off in ole San Antone Took a walk down by the Alamo There I met a pretty little lady She started calling me baby I know I've heard that line before Headed westbound on that big iron train Ain't never goin' back again I sat down to read the Sunday times Daddy taught me to read between the lines I can read through all that bullshit And you know I ain't gonna take it I ain't gonna be bullshat no more Headed westbound on that big iron train Ain't never goin' back again