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BIRC 0479
ALL SONGS © Duncan Stitt 1979
CREDITS: PHOTOS-Bobbette
Gilliland
Front Cover Art: Sarah McUmber Aunt Eak's Printing & Pickin'
Parlor
Back Cover Photo by Joseph Ostrom
RECORDED BY: Audio Design


LYRICS:

I LIVE ON HEARTACHES
(Autograph Music BMI)
Every morning I face another day I lookout my window, but I got nothing to say One cup on the table, one egg in the pan. Life sure is easy for one lonely man.
I live on Heartaches, I'm a number one fool I live on memories of a love I once knew. I live on heartaches, sorrow and pain One is my number, losin's my game.
Gotta quit my drinkin', quit running around
This life that I'm living run me into the ground
Got to make some money, get out of this town
Get away from that woman, who's been putting me down.
! live on heartaches, I'm a number one fool I live on the memories of a love I once knew I live on heartaches, sorrow and pain One is my number, losin's my game.

BRING ME ANOTHER BEER DEAR
(Real Tall Tunes BMI)
People say I'm crazy the way I spend my time. Sitting in this old bar room, to me it ain't no crime. I don't see no reason to stay at home all night. Dancing and romancing is what makes me feel alright.
Bring me another beer, dear, bring me another beer. You know I'll be sitting right here dear till the morning he Bring me another beer dear, bring me another beer.
Here comes my favorite waitress, lord now ain't she fine. I might keep her running, bit I tip her every time. Come on over here honey, let me whisper in your ear And as long as you are near dear, bring me another beer.
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Tonight I'm on the wagon, I don't drink no more
I gave it up, I've had enough, to me it's just a bore
I just come down to hang around and see who all is here
So as long as you are near dear, bring me another beer.
Chorus

PRETTY MAMA
(Real Tall Tunes BMI)
Come on pretty mama, come on keep your daddy warm
Come on pretty mama, come on keep your daddy warm
I only want to love you babe, I won't do you no harm
We're gonna drink some whiskey babe, we're gonna dance all night We're gonna drink some whiskey babe, we're gonna dance all night I been thinkin' 'bout you mama, you know you make me feel alright
You know I'll treat you better babe, than I did before You know I'll treat you better babe, than I did before
I'm coming home to you babe, I ain't running round no more.
Come on pretty mama, come on keep your daddy warm
Come on pretty mama, come on keep your daddy warm
I only want to love you babe, I won't do you no harm
Come on Come on love me babe, come on in my arms.

SUMMER SUN
(Real Tall Tunes BMI)
Summer sun, shine your light on everyone Can't you see what that woman means to me
Summer breeze, can't you tell that I'm at ease This love I've found, got my feet back on the ground
Well, she told me with her smile I think she's gonna stay around awhile
Summer rain, beating on my window pane Come on in, you can see me laugh again
Summer moon shining on a night in June We are one, and our life has just begun

TURN OFF THE WALLS
(Real Tall Tunes BMI)
Turn off the walls they're still moving Nail down the floor, cause it's slippin' away Turn up the lights, they're getting dimmer You better tie me down before I float away
The other night I met a lady Her eyes were clear like the mountain air Her voice was soft, sweet as honey She had pine needles in her hair
She took me home to have some dinner We sat and talked by the fire She filled my glass with southern whiskey She filled my soul with sweet desire
Chorus
I watched her lips as she was talking I touched her hand, she passed the pipe I got so high I hit the ceiling But I sure did feel alright
I tried to stand, my head was spinning I couldn't talk my mouth was dry I stuck my head out the window Looking for someplace to die
She fell asleep there in the kitchen I fell down, there on the floor When I woke up in the morning I was lying outside her door
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IDLE UP
(Real Tall Tunes BMI)
I got my idle up, I got my motor running hot I'm all tuned up, I got overload shocks I'm all greased up, and I'm ready for you Oh baby I got my idle up for you
I got my idle up, I got a super wide tread I'm all tuned up, I got high compression heads I'm all greased up and I'm ready for you Oh baby I got my idle up for you
I got my idle up, I got custom piston rings I'm all tuned up, I got all those shiny things I'm all greased up, and I'm ready for you Oh baby I got my idle up for you

DIDN'T KNOW
(Real Tall Tunes BMI)
I didn't know you were leaving
Couldn't see it in your eyes
I didn't know I was believing lies
It was only love that you were stealing It was just my heart you took away You know I always had that feeling That you would stay
I've been hanging out in some funky bars Flying high and feeling blue It don't look like I'm gonna make it babe Without you

IT'S THE MUSIC IN ME
(Southwest Words & Music BMI)
I got no money and I got no home
I got no worries I got nowhere to go
I'm living free, nobody's worried about me
Well I got something that you just can't buy
I got an easy feeling in my mind
And I don't care if that sun don't shine on me
Just as long as I can sing my song
You know I won't do nobody wrong
Cause I got everything I'll ever need
It's the music in me
Lived with a lady for a little while
She made me laugh, yeah she made me smile
She always gave her love so tenderly
But I was never satisfied
I had this feeling down deep inside
I gave her all that I had, then I set her free
And now I'm living out on my own
I got no worries I got nowhere to go
But I got everything I'll ever need
It's the music in me
I make my living singing worn out songs I make my lovin' when the nights are long But I ain't worried 'bout what will never be I leave my sorrows on the open road I left my heart with the friends I've known And there's a lot of life I've yet to see Well I guess I'm headed on down the line I could be leaving 'bout any time But I got everything I'll ever need It's the music in me

JOSIE'S HER NAME
(Autograph Music BMI)
I met her on a Sunday, a chilly afternoon
The radio was playing in the living room
My wife was in the kitchen when she knocked at our door
I said come in I took her coat, I shut the door.
She said you must be Duncan, I said yes and I smiled The lady seemed so gentle, yet she seemed so wild She said her name was Josie, Donna's friend from school I said she's in the kitchen, go and grab a stool
And I try to forget, but I ain't done it yet Her memory keeps burning like a flame Josie's her name, Josie's her name
I called her on the weekend, we went out for a drive And man that girl made me feel so alive But she would get uneasy, she'd say what about your wife I just said it's time for me to live my life
And I try to forget, but I ain't done it yet Her memory keeps burning like a flame Josie's her name, Josie's her name.
I packed up my old suitcase, I loaded up my truck I left my wife the stereo and the best of luck But then when I saw Josie, I saw it was the end When she said all she ever meant to be was just a friend
And I try to forget, but I ain't done it yet Her memory keeps burning like a flame Josie's her name, Josie's her name

THE HOGS ATE IT
(Real Tall Tunes BMI)
Hot cornbread in the pan Pinto beans, leg of lamb Heap it up on the plate Don't you know that we was late The hogs ate it, the hogs ate it
Catfish smells so good Stoke that fire up with wood Collard greens cooked up just right Don't you know we missed our flight The hogs ate it, the hogs ate it
Baked potatoe, black eyed peas Artichokes, turnip leaves Spinach quiche, saurkraut I got drunk and passed out The hogs ate it, the hogs ate it

REDNECK LULLABYE
(Real Tall Tunes BMI)
Well I've got empty beer bottles since she's gone They're piled up from the kitchen to the lawn but still her memory lingers on I've go empty beer bottles since she's gone
I've got dirty dishes everywhere They're even in my easy chair Ever since she told me she don't care I've got dirty dishes everywhere
How I wish she'd just come back and love me All those little things she used to do
The way she used to hold me, kiss and hug me
Make the bed, clean the house and fix my dinner when she's through
I've got last weeks laundry laying 'round One pair of clean socks cannot be found
I guess I'll go and buy some clothes downtown I've got last weeks laundry layin' 'round
Chorus
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