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Sand Hills Rag
03:15
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Sitting down in Long Pine, nothing to do
I began to think I had those blues
Just like a flash, I was in my bag
I started picking on the Sand Hills Rag
That tune has got something that makes me smile
When I need to quit some drag
I'll be sitting on my front porch all day long
Picking on the Sand Hills Rag
We have all got to get our fun
You get yours, honey, I'll get some of mine
And here is how it's done
Any time I get to feeling low-down
I know what will bring me back
I'll be sitting on my front porch all day long
Picking on the Sand Hills Rag
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2. |
Valparaiso
03:47
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We made all the rounds
of the honky-tonks 'round town
We were free and easy
Those summer country rides
Out to Valparaiso
They were nice and easy
And it was good times, you know
It was good times for sure
Where do those good times go wrong?
One came here looking
Like how like should be lived
Free and easy
And for about a year
All the boys were fun-loving rounders
It was nice and easy
And it was good times, you know
It was good times for sure
But where do those good times go wrong?
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3. |
The Loser
03:32
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Can you find what you know?
You got a long way to go
I wouldn't want to be standing in your shoes
Though the good Lord knows I have been there before
Is it too hard to make it on your own?
I said look out the door
You got a light up ahead
I could sing a song
Could you sing along?
A friend of mine was at the back door
But would he be there anymore?
Is it too hard to make it on your own?
I said look out the door
You got a light up ahead
Now that woman can be a woman for you
Can you learn to let it be true?
You know sometimes things just ain't what they seem
You got to lose yourself in your dream
And you can stay there just as long as you choose
Got to lose yourself in your dream
And can stay there just as long as you please
Is it too hard to make it on your own?
I said look out the door
You got a light up ahead
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4. |
Those People at the Pen
02:47
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Those people at the pen, their bars won't bend
The people outside don't want to see within
That place is such a joke, it makes me want to choke somebody
There must be a better way
Those people at the pen, we put them therein
Gonna rehabilitate them again, and again
Put a man in a cage, we'll just let him age
There must be a better way
Anything so easy
Is just here and gone
Anything so easy
Is undoubtedly wrong
It's been said before
And of course it's true
There must be a better way
Now I'm not an above-average fool, I know as a rule
Those con-men simply want to be cool
Still, every now and then we can all be sinners too
There must be a better way
Anything so easy
You won't hold on to for long
Anything so easy
You can have for a song
It's been said before
And of course it is true
There must be a better way
There must be a better way
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5. |
Even If I Try
03:25
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She was kind of laying back in her chair
Pleased as could be to be young
She knew who she was and, by God
She knew just what she wanted from you
To take it from her, you would have to believe
She'd always be young and tan
She'd never have heartache or trouble because
Her daddy always kept her money-in-hand
Even if I try
Some people just pass me by
I don't understand what goes on in their heads
When just to make a little money
Or to do something funny
They will try to con you any way that they can
He would walk around with a grin on his face
But it didn't signify any joy
He's got a bottle on his hip, a chip on his shoulder
Trying to recall when he was a boy
He can drink you on the floor, he's a son of a gun
If he only could have some fun
He wouldn't always be trying to beat you
At every little game in town
Even if I try
Some people just pass me by
I don't understand what goes on in their heads
When just to make a little money
Or to do something funny
They will try to con you any way that they can
He's got a fancy new suit and a rotary smile
Gonna make his mark among men
He'll ingratiate himself to anybody here
He thinks has some money to spend
And his friends are the ones who can help him along
Put a little dough in the till
It's what makes him feel tall, not walk so small
He's always got some kind of scheme to sell
Even if I try
Some people just pass me by
I don't understand what goes on in their heads
When just to make a little money
Or to do something funny
They will try to con you any way that they can
just to make a little money
Or to do something funny
They will try to con you any way that they can
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6. |
Get Back to the Well
03:43
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You don't have to lie to be happy
You don't have to whine like a dog
You don't have to go to those parties
And sit and bitch about your boss
You don't have to spend your time worrying
About the things you have lost
You don't have to run about thinking about
What everything in your life will cost
You just get back to the well
Every now and then
When your spirit is dry
And your mind is growing dim
And you begin to think
It's time your time has come
Get back to the well
From where your spirit has come
You don't have to run with the Joneses
Whoever the Joneses may be
Some high-town highbrow slicker
Or that high-roller just down your street
You don't have to be black to love the blues
Or white to wear your white shoes
You don't have to win at anybody's game
To have yourself something to lose
Get back to the well
Every now and then
When your spirit is dry
And your mind is growing dim
And you begin to think
It's time your time has come
Get back to the well
From where your spirit has come
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7. |
Okie Boy
03:57
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I was raised in many a town
No bigger than a dime
I've been on the road and back
Lord knows, many a time
I've seen my sorrows and good times
Crusty-faced old men
Women who'll turn your head around
Some who make you want to go
Back home again
I'm an old-time Okie boy
And I love it here, don't you?
I've got a love for 8-ball pool
And those homemade country blues
Country-warm women
Lord knows I do
The good Lord knows I do
The good Lord knows I do
I've seen some good men, some who know
Some who think they do
Many who lose more than they need
To make it all come true
I'm an old-time Okie boy
And where I'm coming from, I tell you so you will know
Is somewhere 'tween this earth and the dawn
I'm an old-time Okie boy
And I love it here, don't you?
I've got a love for 8-ball pool
And those homemade country blues
Country-warm women
Lord knows I do
The good Lord knows I do
The good Lord knows I do
Hot-rod Chevys and jukebox songs
Country roads and dusky dawns
Hot sweet corn and rock and roll
Lord, how good
How good it is
I'm an old-time Okie boy
And I love it here, don't you?
I've got a love for 8-ball pool
And those homemade country blues
Country-warm women
Lord knows I do
The good Lord knows I do
The good Lord knows I do
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8. |
Get Me an Auctioneer
02:42
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Get me an auctioneer
Get me out of here
Pack my bags
Pawn what I don't use
Pack up my grip
Pawn what I don't use
Gonna beat these blues
Last old thing that I do
A big leg woman and me
See what we can see
Ain't looking back
Get on down the road
Ain't looking back
Get on down the road
Gonna find the right road
Somewhere where we go
See me in your town
Please don't bring me down
If my jeans ain't clean
I got a hole in my shoes
I got a wrinkle in my shirt
A hole in my pocket too
There might come a day
I would be a good friend to you
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9. |
Old Friend
03:41
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You friend of mine
I won't let you down
People talk about you
And run you around
Old friend
Old friend of mine
I won't quit you
Those blues, I've known them, too
Whatever you do
In the name of your game
I may not understand it
But it's still the same
Old friend
Old friend of mine
I won't quit you
Those blues, I've known them, too
And you look around
For a helping hand
People grin at you
Like you're some kind of crazy man
Old friend
Old friend of mine
I won't quit you
Those blues, I've known them, too
And those sly old stories
Come back to you
And people are believing
What you know ain't true
Old friend
Old friend of mine
I won't quit you
Those blues, I've known them, too
So whatever you do
For wealth or fame
You get to feeling low down
Just call on my name
Old friend
Old friend of mine
I won't quit you
Those blues, I've known them, too
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You say you're feeling blue
There's blue ghoses after you
Come to see me, baby
That's the one thing you should do
Come to see the Doctor
Get your prescription now
When you're feeling low down
Come to see me somehow
You go to the hospital
Take all them pills
Hang around with them other men
And it don't cure your ills
Come to see the Doctor
Get your prescription now
When you're feeling low down
Come to see me somehow
You go to the drugstore
Take all that aspirin, too
See your physician 6 times a week
And it don't cure what's ailing you
Come to see the Doctor
Get your prescription now
When you're feeling low down
Come to see me somehow
I can't fix a broken leg
I won't preach you your sins
But if your trouble's in your heart
I'm gonna make you well again
Come to see the Doctor
Get your prescription now
When you're feeling low down
Come to see me somehow
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11. |
Stone Pony Blues
04:26
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Gonna find a stone pony
Ride a Shetland no more
Gonna find a stone pony
Ride a Shetland no more
Gonna find my pony, child
Down at my baby's front door
Said the blues come a-rollin'
Stop at my front door
The blues come rollin'
Stop at my front door
I'm gonna change my way of livin'
I don't have to worry no more
I'm gonna saddle my pony
Get that big black mare
I'm gonna saddle my pony
Get that big black mare
Going down to Louisiana
Find my baby somewhere
The blues come rollin'
Stop at my front door
The blues come rollin'
Stop at my front door
I'm gonna keep on moving
I don't have to worry no more
So I find a stone pony
Ride a Shetland no more
I'm gonna find a stone pony
Ride a Shetland no more
Gonna find my pony, child
Down at my baby's front door
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12. |
Fine Healthy Woman
03:30
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Talk about your woman, boys
You ought to see mine
She'll cause the lame to walk
Giving eyesight to the blind
A fine healthy woman
I love the way she speaks her mind
Gives me loving in the morning
In the evening, red beans and rice
my babe was in the kitchen
Baking hot corn bread
A dying man in the next room
Jumped right out of his bed, said
A fine healthy woman
I love the way she speaks her mind
Gives me loving in the morning
In the evening, red beans and rice
I was up for murder
Was in the first degree
My baby called the judge's wife
She told the judge, let that Walker boy go free
A fine healthy woman
I love the way she speaks her mind
Gives me loving in the morning
In the evening, red beans and rice
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13. |
Whim
02:36
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14. |
Amazing Grace
04:43
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It was grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fear relieved
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now am found
Was blind but now I see
When we've been there 10,000 years
Bright shining as the sun
We'll have no less days to sing His praise
Than when we first begun
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now am found
Was blind but now I see
Through many dangers, snares, and toils
We have already come
It was grace that saw us safe thus far
and grace will lead us home
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now am found
Was blind but now I see
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John Walker Lincoln, Nebraska
John Walker was an award-winning singer, songwriter, and guitarist who performed his own brand of country/folk/blues across the USA for several decades. He passed away in 2018 and was inducted into the Nebraska Performing Arts Hall of Fame in 2021.
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