Each night I leave the bar room when it's over
Not feeling any pain at closing time
But tonight your memory found me much too sober
Couldn't drink enough to keep you off my mind
Tonight the bottle let me down
And let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought I'd found
Tonight the bottle let me down
I've always had a bottle I could turn to
And lately I've been turnin' every day
But the wine don't take effect the way it used to
And I'm hurtin' in an old familiar way
Tonight the bottle let me down
And let your memory come around
The one true friend I thought I'd found
Tonight the bottle let me down
Tonight the bottle let me down
Merle Haggard - Hag: The Best of Merle Haggard Album Lyrics
Merle Haggard - Hag: The Best of Merle Haggard Lyrics
- The Bottle Let Me Down
- Branded Man
- Sing Me Back Home
- The legend Of Bonnie And Clyde
- Today I Started Loving You Again
- Mama Tried
- I Take a Lot of Pride in What I Am
- I'm Bringin' Home Good News
- Hungry Eyes
- Workin Man Blues
- Silver Wings
- Okie from Muskogee
- The Fightin' Side of Me
- Someday Well Look Back
- If We Make It Through December
- Things Arent Funny Anymore
- Honky Tonk Night Time Man
- Old Man from the Mountain
- Living With the Shades Pulled Down
- I Think Ill Just Stay Here and Drink
- Big City
- Pancho and Lefty
- I'm leaving Now
- Runaway Mama
- Thats The News
- She Ain't Hooked on Me No More
Writer: Merle Haggard
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Sentric Music
Branded Man
I'd like to hold my head up and be proud of who I am
But they won't let my secret go untold
I paid the debt I owed 'em, but they're still not satisfied
Now I'm a branded man out in the cold
When they let me out of prison, I held my head up high
Determined I would rise above the shame
But no matter where i traveled, the black mark follows me
I'm branded with a number on my name
Repeat verse 1
If I live to be a hundred, I guess I'll never clear my name
'Cause everybody knows I've been in jail
No matter where I'm living, I've got to tell them where I've been
Or they'll send me back to prison if I fail
Repeat verse 1
Now I'm a branded man out in the cold
But they won't let my secret go untold
I paid the debt I owed 'em, but they're still not satisfied
Now I'm a branded man out in the cold
When they let me out of prison, I held my head up high
Determined I would rise above the shame
But no matter where i traveled, the black mark follows me
I'm branded with a number on my name
Repeat verse 1
If I live to be a hundred, I guess I'll never clear my name
'Cause everybody knows I've been in jail
No matter where I'm living, I've got to tell them where I've been
Or they'll send me back to prison if I fail
Repeat verse 1
Now I'm a branded man out in the cold
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Sing Me Back Home
The warden led a prisoner down the hallway to his doom
And I stood up to say good-bye like all the rest
And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell
"Let my guitar-playing friend do my request"
Let him sing me back home with a song I used to hear
Make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
Sing me back home before I die
I recall last Sunday morning a choir from 'cross the street
Came in to sing a few old gospel songs
And I heard him tell the singers "there's a song my mama sang
Could I hear once before you move along?"
Won't you sing me back home, with the song I used to hear
Make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
Sing me back home before I die
Sing me back home before I die
And I stood up to say good-bye like all the rest
And I heard him tell the warden just before he reached my cell
"Let my guitar-playing friend do my request"
Let him sing me back home with a song I used to hear
Make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
Sing me back home before I die
I recall last Sunday morning a choir from 'cross the street
Came in to sing a few old gospel songs
And I heard him tell the singers "there's a song my mama sang
Could I hear once before you move along?"
Won't you sing me back home, with the song I used to hear
Make my old memories come alive
Take me away and turn back the years
Sing me back home before I die
Sing me back home before I die
Writer: Merle Haggard
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The legend Of Bonnie And Clyde
Bonnie was a waitress in a small cafe
Clyde Barrow was the rounder that took her away
They both robbed and killed until both of them died
So goes the legend of Bonnie and Clyde
The poems that she wrote of the life that they led
Told of the lawmen left dying or dead
Some say that Clyde made her life a shame
But the legend made Bonnie the head of the game
The rampage grew wilder with each passing day
The odds growing smaller with each getaway
With the end growing closer, the harder they fought
With blood on their hands, they were bound to get caught
They drove back from town on one bright summer day
When a man they befriended stepped out in the way
With no thought of dyin' they pulled to the side
But death lay there waiting for Bonnie and Clyde
Two years or runnin' was ended that day
For robbin' and killin' they both had to pay
But we'll always remember how they lived and died
So goes the legend of Bonnie and Clyde
Clyde Barrow was the rounder that took her away
They both robbed and killed until both of them died
So goes the legend of Bonnie and Clyde
The poems that she wrote of the life that they led
Told of the lawmen left dying or dead
Some say that Clyde made her life a shame
But the legend made Bonnie the head of the game
The rampage grew wilder with each passing day
The odds growing smaller with each getaway
With the end growing closer, the harder they fought
With blood on their hands, they were bound to get caught
They drove back from town on one bright summer day
When a man they befriended stepped out in the way
With no thought of dyin' they pulled to the side
But death lay there waiting for Bonnie and Clyde
Two years or runnin' was ended that day
For robbin' and killin' they both had to pay
But we'll always remember how they lived and died
So goes the legend of Bonnie and Clyde
Writer: BONNIE OWENS, MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Today I Started Loving You Again
Today I started lovin' you again
And I'm right back where I've really always been
I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend
And then today I started loving you again
What a fool I was to think I could get by
With only these few million tears I cried
I should have known the worst was yet to come
And the crying time for me had just begun
Today I started loving you again
And I'm right back to where I've really always been
I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend
And then today I started loving you again
Today I started loving you again
And I'm right back to where I've really always been
I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend
And then today I started loving you again
And I'm right back where I've really always been
I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend
And then today I started loving you again
What a fool I was to think I could get by
With only these few million tears I cried
I should have known the worst was yet to come
And the crying time for me had just begun
Today I started loving you again
And I'm right back to where I've really always been
I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend
And then today I started loving you again
Today I started loving you again
And I'm right back to where I've really always been
I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend
And then today I started loving you again
Writer: Merle Haggard, Bonnie Owens
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Mama Tried
The first thing I remember knowin'
Was a lonesome whistle blowin'
And a young un's dream of growin' up to ride
On a freight train leavin' town
Not knowin' where I'm bound
And no one could change my mind but Mama tried
One and only rebel child
From a family, meek and mild
My Mama seemed to know what lay in store
Despite all my Sunday learnin'
Towards the bad, I kept on turnin'
'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore
And I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole
No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading, I denied
That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried
Dear old Daddy, rest his soul
Left my Mom a heavy load
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
Workin' hours without rest
Wanted me to have the best
She tried to raise me right but I refused
And I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole
No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading, I denied
That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried
Was a lonesome whistle blowin'
And a young un's dream of growin' up to ride
On a freight train leavin' town
Not knowin' where I'm bound
And no one could change my mind but Mama tried
One and only rebel child
From a family, meek and mild
My Mama seemed to know what lay in store
Despite all my Sunday learnin'
Towards the bad, I kept on turnin'
'Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore
And I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole
No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading, I denied
That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried
Dear old Daddy, rest his soul
Left my Mom a heavy load
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
Workin' hours without rest
Wanted me to have the best
She tried to raise me right but I refused
And I turned twenty-one in prison doin' life without parole
No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading, I denied
That leaves only me to blame 'cause Mama tried
Writer: Merle Haggard
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
I Take a Lot of Pride in What I Am
Things I learned in a hobo jungle
Were things they never taught me in a class room
Like where to find a hand out
While bummin' through Chicago in the afternoon
Hey, I'm not braggin' or complainin'
I'm just talkin' to myself man-to-man
This ol' mental fat I'm chewin' didn't take a lotta doin'
But I take a lot of pride in what I am
I guess I grew up a loner
I don't remember ever havin' any folks around
But I keep thumbin' through the phonebooks
And looking for my daddy's name in every town
And I meet lots of friendly people
But I'll always wind up leavin' on the lam
Hey, where I've been or where I'm goin'
Didn't take a lotta knowin'
But I take a lot of pride in what I am
I never travel in a hurry
Because I got nobody waitin' for me anywhere
Home is anywhere I'm livin'
If it's sleepin' on some vacant bench in City Square
Or if I'm workin' on some road gang
Or just livin' off the fat of our great land
I never been nobody's idol but at least I got a title
And I take a lot of pride in what I am
I never been nobody's idol but at least I got a title
And I take a lot of pride in what I am
I take a lot of pride in what I am
I take a lot of pride in what I am
Were things they never taught me in a class room
Like where to find a hand out
While bummin' through Chicago in the afternoon
Hey, I'm not braggin' or complainin'
I'm just talkin' to myself man-to-man
This ol' mental fat I'm chewin' didn't take a lotta doin'
But I take a lot of pride in what I am
I guess I grew up a loner
I don't remember ever havin' any folks around
But I keep thumbin' through the phonebooks
And looking for my daddy's name in every town
And I meet lots of friendly people
But I'll always wind up leavin' on the lam
Hey, where I've been or where I'm goin'
Didn't take a lotta knowin'
But I take a lot of pride in what I am
I never travel in a hurry
Because I got nobody waitin' for me anywhere
Home is anywhere I'm livin'
If it's sleepin' on some vacant bench in City Square
Or if I'm workin' on some road gang
Or just livin' off the fat of our great land
I never been nobody's idol but at least I got a title
And I take a lot of pride in what I am
I never been nobody's idol but at least I got a title
And I take a lot of pride in what I am
I take a lot of pride in what I am
I take a lot of pride in what I am
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
I'm Bringin' Home Good News
Yeah I'm bringin' home some good news
Got some things you'll be glad to hear
Like I'm leavin' town and I'll be back
Around just long enough to get my gear
There won't be any goodbye kiss'in
Well I'm puttin' on my leavin' shoes
This is the end we're through it's over
Yeah,I'm bringin' home some good new
Well I was sittin' downtown in a tavern
When I made up my mind to go
And I knew you would be so glad to be free
I just thought to call you to let you know
That you can tell all your backdoor daddys
That your big daddy's done blew a fuse
This is the end we're through it's over
Yeah, I'm bringin' home some good news
To you I been known as bad news
Well I'm changin' my first name
And I'm givin' you your freedom baby
That ought'a rate some kinda change
You won't have to hide your milk man's slippers
I won't be lookin' around for clues
This is the end we're through it's over
Yeah, I'm bringin' home some good news
Good news, got some good news for you honey
I'm bringin' home some good news
I'm bringin' home some good news honey
Got some things you'll be glad to hear
Like I'm leavin' town and I'll be back
Around just long enough to get my gear
There won't be any goodbye kiss'in
Well I'm puttin' on my leavin' shoes
This is the end we're through it's over
Yeah,I'm bringin' home some good new
Well I was sittin' downtown in a tavern
When I made up my mind to go
And I knew you would be so glad to be free
I just thought to call you to let you know
That you can tell all your backdoor daddys
That your big daddy's done blew a fuse
This is the end we're through it's over
Yeah, I'm bringin' home some good news
To you I been known as bad news
Well I'm changin' my first name
And I'm givin' you your freedom baby
That ought'a rate some kinda change
You won't have to hide your milk man's slippers
I won't be lookin' around for clues
This is the end we're through it's over
Yeah, I'm bringin' home some good news
Good news, got some good news for you honey
I'm bringin' home some good news
I'm bringin' home some good news honey
Writer: HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Hungry Eyes
A canvas covered cabin in a crowded labour camp
Stand out in this memory I revived;
Cause my daddy raised a family there, with two hard working hands
And tried to feed my mama's hungry eyes.
He dreamed of something better, and my mama's faith was strong
And us kids were just to young to realize
That another class of people put us somewhere just below;
One more reason for my mama's hungry eyes.
Mama never had the luxuries she wanted
But it wasn't cause my daddy didn't try.
She only wanted things she really needed;
One more reason for my mama's hungry eyes.
I remember daddy praying for a better way of life
But I don't recall a change of any size;
Just a little loss of courage, as their age began to show
And more sadness in my mama's hungry eyes.
Mama never had the luxuries she wanted
But it wasn't cause my daddy didn't try.
She only wanted things she really needed;
One more reason for my mama's hungry eyes.
Oh, I still recall my mama's hungry eyes.
Stand out in this memory I revived;
Cause my daddy raised a family there, with two hard working hands
And tried to feed my mama's hungry eyes.
He dreamed of something better, and my mama's faith was strong
And us kids were just to young to realize
That another class of people put us somewhere just below;
One more reason for my mama's hungry eyes.
Mama never had the luxuries she wanted
But it wasn't cause my daddy didn't try.
She only wanted things she really needed;
One more reason for my mama's hungry eyes.
I remember daddy praying for a better way of life
But I don't recall a change of any size;
Just a little loss of courage, as their age began to show
And more sadness in my mama's hungry eyes.
Mama never had the luxuries she wanted
But it wasn't cause my daddy didn't try.
She only wanted things she really needed;
One more reason for my mama's hungry eyes.
Oh, I still recall my mama's hungry eyes.
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Workin Man Blues
Merle Haggard feat. Willie Nelson and Ben Haggard
It's a big job gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
You know I've been a workin' man dang near all my life
I'll keep on working long as my two hands are fit to use
I drink my beer at a tavern and sing a little bit of these working man blues
Well, I keep my nose on the grindstone, work hard every day
Get tired on the weekend, after I draw my pay
But I go back workin', come Monday mornin', I'm right back with the crew
I drink a little beer that evening, sing a little bit of these working man blues
Sometimes I think about leavin', do a little bummin' around
Throw my bills out the window, catch me a train to another town
But I go back workin', I got to buy my kids a brand new pair of shoes
I drink my beer at a tavern and cry a little bit of these workin' man blues
Here comin', workin' man
Well, hey, hey, the working man, the working man like me
Never been on welfare and that's one place he will not be
He'd be workin' just as long as his two hands are fit to use
Might drink a little beer at a tavern sing a little bit of them workin' man blues
This song for the working man
It's a big job gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
You know I've been a workin' man dang near all my life
I'll keep on working long as my two hands are fit to use
I drink my beer at a tavern and sing a little bit of these working man blues
Well, I keep my nose on the grindstone, work hard every day
Get tired on the weekend, after I draw my pay
But I go back workin', come Monday mornin', I'm right back with the crew
I drink a little beer that evening, sing a little bit of these working man blues
Sometimes I think about leavin', do a little bummin' around
Throw my bills out the window, catch me a train to another town
But I go back workin', I got to buy my kids a brand new pair of shoes
I drink my beer at a tavern and cry a little bit of these workin' man blues
Here comin', workin' man
Well, hey, hey, the working man, the working man like me
Never been on welfare and that's one place he will not be
He'd be workin' just as long as his two hands are fit to use
Might drink a little beer at a tavern sing a little bit of them workin' man blues
This song for the working man
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Silver Wings
Silver wings
Shining in the sunlight
Roaring engines
Headed somewhere in flight
They're taking you away
And leaving me lonely
Silver wings
Slowly fading out of sight
Don't leave me I cry
Don't take that airplane ride
But you've locked me out of your mind
And left me standing here behind
Silver wings
Shining in the sunlight
Roaring engines
Headed somewhere in flight
They're taking you away
And leaving me lonely
Silver wings
Slowly fading out of sight
(Instrumental)
Silver wings
Shining in the sunlight
Roaring engines
Headed somewhere in flight
They're taking you away
And leaving me lonely
Silver wings
Slowly fading out of sight
Slowly fading out of sight...(fades)
Shining in the sunlight
Roaring engines
Headed somewhere in flight
They're taking you away
And leaving me lonely
Silver wings
Slowly fading out of sight
Don't leave me I cry
Don't take that airplane ride
But you've locked me out of your mind
And left me standing here behind
Silver wings
Shining in the sunlight
Roaring engines
Headed somewhere in flight
They're taking you away
And leaving me lonely
Silver wings
Slowly fading out of sight
(Instrumental)
Silver wings
Shining in the sunlight
Roaring engines
Headed somewhere in flight
They're taking you away
And leaving me lonely
Silver wings
Slowly fading out of sight
Slowly fading out of sight...(fades)
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Okie from Muskogee
Well, me and Roy Nichols and couple other fellows in the band
We got to talking it over and thought we'd take off a little time if we can
I don't mean to say I'm quitting, I'm just tired of making love to a telephone
I'm coming home if I can find me a flight this morning, man
The Okie from Muskogee is coming home
Play it, Ken
It has been twenty years of traveling
Twenty years of living out on the road
Learning these chords and learning these songs
Paying up all these dues they said I owe
And I may always be a rambler never lose the urge to roam
I'm coming home if I can find me a flight this morning, man
The Okie from Muskogee is coming home
Count it up, Marc
We got to talking it over and thought we'd take off a little time if we can
I don't mean to say I'm quitting, I'm just tired of making love to a telephone
I'm coming home if I can find me a flight this morning, man
The Okie from Muskogee is coming home
Play it, Ken
It has been twenty years of traveling
Twenty years of living out on the road
Learning these chords and learning these songs
Paying up all these dues they said I owe
And I may always be a rambler never lose the urge to roam
I'm coming home if I can find me a flight this morning, man
The Okie from Muskogee is coming home
Count it up, Marc
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD, FREDDY POWERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Fightin' Side of Me
I hear people talkin' bad,
About the way they have to live here in this country
Harpin' on the wars we fight
And gripin' 'bout the way things oughta be
And I don't mind 'em switchin' sides
And standin' up for things they believe in
But when they're runnin' down our country, man
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
Runnin' down a way of life
Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep
If you don't love it, leave it
Let this song that I'm singin' be a warnin'
When you're runnin' down our country, hoss
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
I read about some squirrelly guy
Who claims that he just don't believe in fightin'
And I wonder just how long
The rest of us can count on bein' free
They love our milk and honey
But they preach about some other way of livin'
But when they're runnin' down our country, man
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
Runnin' down the way of life
Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep
If you don't love it, leave it
Let this song that I'm singin' be a warnin'
When you're runnin' down our country, man
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
Runnin' down the way of life
Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep
If you don't love it, leave it
Let this song that I'm singin' be a warnin'
When you're runnin' down our country, hoss
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
About the way they have to live here in this country
Harpin' on the wars we fight
And gripin' 'bout the way things oughta be
And I don't mind 'em switchin' sides
And standin' up for things they believe in
But when they're runnin' down our country, man
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
Runnin' down a way of life
Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep
If you don't love it, leave it
Let this song that I'm singin' be a warnin'
When you're runnin' down our country, hoss
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
I read about some squirrelly guy
Who claims that he just don't believe in fightin'
And I wonder just how long
The rest of us can count on bein' free
They love our milk and honey
But they preach about some other way of livin'
But when they're runnin' down our country, man
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
Runnin' down the way of life
Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep
If you don't love it, leave it
Let this song that I'm singin' be a warnin'
When you're runnin' down our country, man
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
Runnin' down the way of life
Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep
If you don't love it, leave it
Let this song that I'm singin' be a warnin'
When you're runnin' down our country, hoss
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Someday Well Look Back
Someday when our dream world finds us
And these hard times are gone
We'll laugh and count our blessings
In a mansion all our own
If we both pull together tomorrow's sure to come
Someday we'll look back and say it was fun
We live on love and pennies
And the day dream out of sight
And I'm amazed the way you smile
When things don't turn out right
We climb each hill together each step one by one
And someday we'll look back and say it was fun
Someday when our dream world finds us
And these hard times are gone
We'll laugh and count our blessings
In a mansion all our own
If we both pull together tomorrow's sure to come
Someday we'll look back and say it was fun
And someday we'll look back and say it was fun
And these hard times are gone
We'll laugh and count our blessings
In a mansion all our own
If we both pull together tomorrow's sure to come
Someday we'll look back and say it was fun
We live on love and pennies
And the day dream out of sight
And I'm amazed the way you smile
When things don't turn out right
We climb each hill together each step one by one
And someday we'll look back and say it was fun
Someday when our dream world finds us
And these hard times are gone
We'll laugh and count our blessings
In a mansion all our own
If we both pull together tomorrow's sure to come
Someday we'll look back and say it was fun
And someday we'll look back and say it was fun
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
If We Make It Through December
If we make it through December
Everything's gonna be all right, I know
It's the coldest time of winter
And I shiver when I see the falling snow
If we make it through December
Got plans to be in a warmer town come summertime
Maybe even California
If we make it through December, we'll be fine
Got laid off down at the factory
And their timing's not the greatest in the world
Heaven knows I been working hard
Wanted Christmas to be right for daddy's girl
I don't mean to hate December
It's meant to be the happy time of year
And my little girl don't understand
Why daddy can't afford no Christmas here
If we make it through December
Everything's gonna be all right, I know
It's the coldest time of winter
And I shiver when I see the falling snow
If we make it through December
Got plans to be in a warmer town come summertime
Maybe even California
If we make it through December, we'll be fine
Everything's gonna be all right, I know
It's the coldest time of winter
And I shiver when I see the falling snow
If we make it through December
Got plans to be in a warmer town come summertime
Maybe even California
If we make it through December, we'll be fine
Got laid off down at the factory
And their timing's not the greatest in the world
Heaven knows I been working hard
Wanted Christmas to be right for daddy's girl
I don't mean to hate December
It's meant to be the happy time of year
And my little girl don't understand
Why daddy can't afford no Christmas here
If we make it through December
Everything's gonna be all right, I know
It's the coldest time of winter
And I shiver when I see the falling snow
If we make it through December
Got plans to be in a warmer town come summertime
Maybe even California
If we make it through December, we'll be fine
Writer: Merle Haggard
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Things Arent Funny Anymore
We used to laugh a lot
We never cried
But things are all different now
Since your sweet love has died
Seems we've lost the way to find
All the good times we found before
Yeah, we used to laugh a lot
Things aren't funny anymore
IfI knew how to change your mind
Maybe things could be right again
If I could turn back one page of time
Before love came to an end
I'd know just where to turn
To turn it all on once more
Maybe we laughed too soon
Things aren't funny anymore
I'd know just where to turn
To turn it all on once more
Maybe we laughed too soon
Things aren't funny anymore
We never cried
But things are all different now
Since your sweet love has died
Seems we've lost the way to find
All the good times we found before
Yeah, we used to laugh a lot
Things aren't funny anymore
IfI knew how to change your mind
Maybe things could be right again
If I could turn back one page of time
Before love came to an end
I'd know just where to turn
To turn it all on once more
Maybe we laughed too soon
Things aren't funny anymore
I'd know just where to turn
To turn it all on once more
Maybe we laughed too soon
Things aren't funny anymore
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Honky Tonk Night Time Man
I'm a honky-tonk nighttime man
I can't stand no light
I'm a honky-tonk nighttime man
I can't stand no light
I get my rest in the daytime
I make my running 'round at night
I had the blues this morning
Had the blues all day today
Had the blues this morning
I had the blues all day today
But when the sun goes down
I'm gonna tuck my blues away, away that's what I said
Roy, tuck away
I mean my heart starts beatin'
And the sun starts sinking low
Lord, my heart starts beatin'
When that sun starts sinking low
When the shadows fall
I know it's time to go, go, Norm!
I'm a honky-tonk nighttime man
I can't stand no light
I'm a honky-tonk nighttime man
I can't stand no light
I get my rest in the daytime
I do my running 'round, 'round at night, all round
I can't stand no light
I'm a honky-tonk nighttime man
I can't stand no light
I get my rest in the daytime
I make my running 'round at night
I had the blues this morning
Had the blues all day today
Had the blues this morning
I had the blues all day today
But when the sun goes down
I'm gonna tuck my blues away, away that's what I said
Roy, tuck away
I mean my heart starts beatin'
And the sun starts sinking low
Lord, my heart starts beatin'
When that sun starts sinking low
When the shadows fall
I know it's time to go, go, Norm!
I'm a honky-tonk nighttime man
I can't stand no light
I'm a honky-tonk nighttime man
I can't stand no light
I get my rest in the daytime
I do my running 'round, 'round at night, all round
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Old Man from the Mountain
The Old Man From The Mountain's
Comin' home, home, home
Thought I'd better warn you
So I called you on the phone
Get rid of Joe the grinder
You better be there alone
'Cause the Old Man From The Mountain's
Comin' home.
I've been a-workin in the sawmill
I'm all up-tight and tense
And I got word that someone's
Been diggin' under my back fence
Thought I'd better call you
Let you know today
That the Old Man From The Mountain's
On his way.
Been workin' my dang fool head off
All for a dollar bill
Now I need a bunch of good lovin'
So I'm comin' down the hill
Don't want no friendly henry's
Warmin' up my bed
And the Old Man From The Mountain
Means what he said.
Comin' home, home, home
Thought I'd better warn you
So I called you on the phone
Get rid of Joe the grinder
You better be there alone
'Cause the Old Man From The Mountain's
Comin' home.
I've been a-workin in the sawmill
I'm all up-tight and tense
And I got word that someone's
Been diggin' under my back fence
Thought I'd better call you
Let you know today
That the Old Man From The Mountain's
On his way.
Been workin' my dang fool head off
All for a dollar bill
Now I need a bunch of good lovin'
So I'm comin' down the hill
Don't want no friendly henry's
Warmin' up my bed
And the Old Man From The Mountain
Means what he said.
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Living With the Shades Pulled Down
I fell in love with a working girl, Lord she sure was sweet
I met her down in the Red Light Tavern working on Bourbon Street
Way down in the old French quarter's, bright-light side of town
Daytime life sure is cozy living with the shades pulled down
Living with the shades pulled down all day
Loving while the world goes around
Nobody knows what-all we're doing
Living with the shades pulled down, right and tidy
Some might get the wrong idea 'bout the kind of man I am
But I bring home my half of that bacon pickin' in a guitar band
Love is all my working girl brings me comin' in off the town
Daytime life sure gets cozy living with the shades pulled down
Living with the shades pulled down all day
Loving while the world goes around
Nobody knows what all we're doing
Living with the shades pulled down, and here's that horn man!
Guitar!
Living with the shades pulled down all day
Loving while the world goes around
Nobody knows what all we're doing
Living with the shades pulled down
Living with the shades pulled down all day
Loving while the world goes around
Nobody knows what all we're doing
Living with the shades pulled down
I met her down in the Red Light Tavern working on Bourbon Street
Way down in the old French quarter's, bright-light side of town
Daytime life sure is cozy living with the shades pulled down
Living with the shades pulled down all day
Loving while the world goes around
Nobody knows what-all we're doing
Living with the shades pulled down, right and tidy
Some might get the wrong idea 'bout the kind of man I am
But I bring home my half of that bacon pickin' in a guitar band
Love is all my working girl brings me comin' in off the town
Daytime life sure gets cozy living with the shades pulled down
Living with the shades pulled down all day
Loving while the world goes around
Nobody knows what all we're doing
Living with the shades pulled down, and here's that horn man!
Guitar!
Living with the shades pulled down all day
Loving while the world goes around
Nobody knows what all we're doing
Living with the shades pulled down
Living with the shades pulled down all day
Loving while the world goes around
Nobody knows what all we're doing
Living with the shades pulled down
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD, FELICE BRYANT, BOUDLEAUX BRYANT
Copyright: Lyrics © HOUSE OF BRYANT PUBLICATIONS
Copyright: Lyrics © HOUSE OF BRYANT PUBLICATIONS
I Think Ill Just Stay Here and Drink
Could be holding you tonight
Could quit doing wrong,start doing right
You don't care about what I think
I think I'll just stay here and drink
Hey, putting you down won't square the deal
A least you'll know the way I feel
Hey, take all the money in the bank
I think I'll just stay here and drink
Hey, listen close so you can hear
That loud jukebox playing in my ear
Ain't no woman gonna change the way I think
I think I'll just stay here and drink
Hey, hurtin' me know don't mean a thing
Since love ain't here I don't feel a thing
My mind ain't nothing but a total blank
I think I'll just stay here and drink
Could quit doing wrong,start doing right
You don't care about what I think
I think I'll just stay here and drink
Hey, putting you down won't square the deal
A least you'll know the way I feel
Hey, take all the money in the bank
I think I'll just stay here and drink
Hey, listen close so you can hear
That loud jukebox playing in my ear
Ain't no woman gonna change the way I think
I think I'll just stay here and drink
Hey, hurtin' me know don't mean a thing
Since love ain't here I don't feel a thing
My mind ain't nothing but a total blank
I think I'll just stay here and drink
Writer: MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Big City
I'm tired of this dirty old city
And tired of too much work
And never enough play
And I'm tired of these dirty old sidewalks
Think I'll walk off my steady job today
Turn me loose, set me free
Somewhere in the middle of Montana
And give me all I've got coming to me
And keep your retirement
And your so-called Social Security
Big city turn me loose and set me free
Been working everyday since I was twenty
Haven't got a thing to show
For anything I've done
There's folks who never work and they've got plenty
Think it's time some guys like me had some fun, so
Turn me loose, set me free
Somewhere in the middle of Montana
And give me all I've got coming to me
And keep your retirement
And your so-called Social Security
Big city turn me loose and set me free
Hey, big city, turn me loose and set me free
And tired of too much work
And never enough play
And I'm tired of these dirty old sidewalks
Think I'll walk off my steady job today
Turn me loose, set me free
Somewhere in the middle of Montana
And give me all I've got coming to me
And keep your retirement
And your so-called Social Security
Big city turn me loose and set me free
Been working everyday since I was twenty
Haven't got a thing to show
For anything I've done
There's folks who never work and they've got plenty
Think it's time some guys like me had some fun, so
Turn me loose, set me free
Somewhere in the middle of Montana
And give me all I've got coming to me
And keep your retirement
And your so-called Social Security
Big city turn me loose and set me free
Hey, big city, turn me loose and set me free
Writer: DEAN HOLLOWAY, MERLE HAGGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Pancho and Lefty
Living on the road my friend
Was gonna keep you free and clean
And now you wear your skin like iron
And your breath as hard as kerosene
Weren't your mama's only boy
But her favorite one it seems
She began to cry when you said goodbye
And sank into your dreams
Pancho was a bandit boy
His horse was fast as polished steel
He wore his gun outside his pants
For all the honest world to feel
Pancho met his match you know
On the deserts down in Mexico
Nobody heard his dying words
Ah but that's the way it goes
All the Federales say
They could have had him any day
They only let him slip away
Out of kindness, I suppose
Lefty, he can't sing the blues
All night long like he used to
The dust that Pancho bit down south
Ended up in Lefty's mouth
The day they laid poor Pancho low
Lefty split for Ohio
Where he got the bread to go
There ain't nobody knows
All the Federales say
They could have had him any day
We only let him slip away
Out of kindness, I suppose
The poets tell how Pancho fell
And Lefty's living in cheap hotels
The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold
And so the story ends we're told
Pancho needs your prayers it's true
But save a few for Lefty too
He only did what he had to do
And now he's growing old
All the Federales say
We could have had him any day
We only let him go so long
Out of kindness, I suppose
A few gray Federales say
We could have had him any day
We only let him go so long
Out of kindness, I suppose
Was gonna keep you free and clean
And now you wear your skin like iron
And your breath as hard as kerosene
Weren't your mama's only boy
But her favorite one it seems
She began to cry when you said goodbye
And sank into your dreams
Pancho was a bandit boy
His horse was fast as polished steel
He wore his gun outside his pants
For all the honest world to feel
Pancho met his match you know
On the deserts down in Mexico
Nobody heard his dying words
Ah but that's the way it goes
All the Federales say
They could have had him any day
They only let him slip away
Out of kindness, I suppose
Lefty, he can't sing the blues
All night long like he used to
The dust that Pancho bit down south
Ended up in Lefty's mouth
The day they laid poor Pancho low
Lefty split for Ohio
Where he got the bread to go
There ain't nobody knows
All the Federales say
They could have had him any day
We only let him slip away
Out of kindness, I suppose
The poets tell how Pancho fell
And Lefty's living in cheap hotels
The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold
And so the story ends we're told
Pancho needs your prayers it's true
But save a few for Lefty too
He only did what he had to do
And now he's growing old
All the Federales say
We could have had him any day
We only let him go so long
Out of kindness, I suppose
A few gray Federales say
We could have had him any day
We only let him go so long
Out of kindness, I suppose
Writer: Townes Van Zandt
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
I'm leaving Now
Hold on honey I'd like to say
I'm busting out and breaking away
I'm letting you go like a hot horse shoe
I can't take another heart ache from you
Think about how it's gonna be
When you start back to needing me
When your dancing shoes have lost their shine
I'm gonna be gone in mine
I'm leaving now
I'm leaving now
Get out of my face
Get out of my place
I'm leaving now, adios
I'm leaving now
And the time it comes when you trim the fat
Feed the kitchen scraps to the front seat cat
Bye bye baby when the bills come due
You might have to give up a jewel or two
Eat your heart out anyway
It's hard as your head and it's cold as clay
It's all over now you won't have me
Your sugar daddy or your money tree
I'm leaving now yeah
I'm leaving now
Get out of my space
Get out of my face
I'm leaving now, hey hey
I'm leaving now
Pull up the collar on my traveling coat
Sell that miserable pleasure boat
I wouldn't give a nickel for another buck
I'm living on muscle, guts, and luck
If anybody asks where did I go
Tell 'em I went where the wild goose goes
I wouldn't have me an area code
Don't have a number, don't need a row
I'm leaving now (me too)
I'm leaving now
Get out of my face
Get out of my space
I'm leaving now, adios
I'm leaving now
I'm leaving now
I'm leaving now
Get out of my space
Get out of my face
I'm leaving now, adios
I'm leaving now
I'm busting out and breaking away
I'm letting you go like a hot horse shoe
I can't take another heart ache from you
Think about how it's gonna be
When you start back to needing me
When your dancing shoes have lost their shine
I'm gonna be gone in mine
I'm leaving now
I'm leaving now
Get out of my face
Get out of my place
I'm leaving now, adios
I'm leaving now
And the time it comes when you trim the fat
Feed the kitchen scraps to the front seat cat
Bye bye baby when the bills come due
You might have to give up a jewel or two
Eat your heart out anyway
It's hard as your head and it's cold as clay
It's all over now you won't have me
Your sugar daddy or your money tree
I'm leaving now yeah
I'm leaving now
Get out of my space
Get out of my face
I'm leaving now, hey hey
I'm leaving now
Pull up the collar on my traveling coat
Sell that miserable pleasure boat
I wouldn't give a nickel for another buck
I'm living on muscle, guts, and luck
If anybody asks where did I go
Tell 'em I went where the wild goose goes
I wouldn't have me an area code
Don't have a number, don't need a row
I'm leaving now (me too)
I'm leaving now
Get out of my face
Get out of my space
I'm leaving now, adios
I'm leaving now
I'm leaving now
I'm leaving now
Get out of my space
Get out of my face
I'm leaving now, adios
I'm leaving now
Writer: JOHN R. CASH
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Runaway Mama
She's my runaway mama
Always chasing other men
She's my runaway mama
Always somewhere, gone again
If you see this kind of lady
Kind of tall, kind of slim
She's my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in
She's got lots of pretty things
That a man cannot ignore
And she's stands out in a barroom
When she walks out on the floor
If you see this kind of woman
Thumbing a ride and showing skin
She's my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in
If you see some woman flirting
And she's hurting a bunch of men
She's my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in
If you see her somewhere dancing
On a table in a bar
Go and call the chief of police
And try to tell 'em where you are
She's my runaway mama
Always chasing other men
She's my runaway mama
Always somewhere, gone again
If you see this kind of lady
Kind a tall and kind a slim
She's my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in
She's my runaway mama
Always chasing other men
She's my runaway mama
Always somewhere, gone again
If you see this kind of lady
Kind of tall, kind of slim
She's my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in
She's got lots of pretty things
That a man cannot ignore
And she's stands out in a barroom
When she walks out on the floor
If you see this kind of woman
Thumbing a ride and showing skin
She's my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in
If you see some woman flirting
And she's hurting a bunch of men
She's my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in
If you see her somewhere dancing
On a table in a bar
Go and call the chief of police
And try to tell 'em where you are
She's my runaway mama
Always chasing other men
She's my runaway mama
Always somewhere, gone again
If you see this kind of lady
Kind a tall and kind a slim
She's my runaway mama
Call the law and turn her in
She's my runaway mama
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Thats The News
Suddenly it's over, the war is fin'lly done.
Soldiers in the desert sand, still clingin' to a gun.
No-one is the winner an' everyone must lose.
Suddenly the war is over: that's the news.
Suddenly celebrity is somethin' back in style.
Back to runnin' tabloid for a while.
Pain's almost everywhere, the whole world's got the blues.
Suddenly the war is over: that's the news.
That's the news, that's the news.
That's the ever-lovin', blessed, headline news.
Someone's missin;' in Modesto, an' it's sad about the clues.
Suddenly the war is over: that's the news.
Instrumental break.
Suddenly the cost of war is somethin' out of sight.
Lost a lotta heroes in the fight.
Politicians do all the talkin': soldiers pay the dues.
Suddenly the war is over, that's the news.
That's the news, that's the news.
That's the ever-lovin', blessed, headline news.
Politicians do all the talkin': soldiers pay the dues.
Suddenly the war is over, that's the news.
Soldiers in the desert sand, still clingin' to a gun.
No-one is the winner an' everyone must lose.
Suddenly the war is over: that's the news.
Suddenly celebrity is somethin' back in style.
Back to runnin' tabloid for a while.
Pain's almost everywhere, the whole world's got the blues.
Suddenly the war is over: that's the news.
That's the news, that's the news.
That's the ever-lovin', blessed, headline news.
Someone's missin;' in Modesto, an' it's sad about the clues.
Suddenly the war is over: that's the news.
Instrumental break.
Suddenly the cost of war is somethin' out of sight.
Lost a lotta heroes in the fight.
Politicians do all the talkin': soldiers pay the dues.
Suddenly the war is over, that's the news.
That's the news, that's the news.
That's the ever-lovin', blessed, headline news.
Politicians do all the talkin': soldiers pay the dues.
Suddenly the war is over, that's the news.
Writer: BLACK, HAGGARD, NICHOLSON
Copyright: Lyrics © CAROL VINCENT & ASSOC LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CAROL VINCENT & ASSOC LLC
She Ain't Hooked on Me No More
[ Featuring Toby Keith ]
I gave up on cigarettes
'Til today I ain't touched one yet
But tonight I think I'm gonna burn the whole pack
I laid off ninety proof, ain't had a drop in years and that's the truth
But tonight when I light the first one I'm gonna open up the Jack
She ain't hooked on me no more
She ain't hooked on me no more
The one thing that always hurt her the most
Is the one thing she finally quit fightin' for
She ain't hooked on me no more
She ain't hooked on me no more
I'm pickin' up all my bad habits again
She's lettin' one go
For years she had it real bad, I was the only addiction she ever had
Her love made me so high, but I abused it
And here I sit all alone tonight
Whiskey on the rocks and more cigarettes to light
Holding on to everything I let go
Hopin' I don't lose it
She ain't hooked on me no more
She ain't hooked on me no more
The one thing that always hurt her the most
Is the one thing she finally quit fightin' for
She ain't hooked on me no more
She ain't hooked on me no more
I'm pickin' up all my bad habits again
She's lettin' one go
She ain't hooked on me no more
She ain't hooked on me no more
I'm pickin' up all my bad habits again
She's lettin' one go
Yeah, I'm pickin' up all my bad habits again
She's lettin' one go
Writer: Scott Emerick, Toby Keith
Copyright: Lyrics © Tokeco Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Tokeco Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Hag: The Best of Merle Haggard is a compilation album by American country singer Merle Haggard, released in 2006.
Thom Jurek of AllMusic stated that the album "may be the best single-disc representation of the man's music out there", calling the sound and the package "phenomenal" and concluding, "This is sure to turn anyone who is curious into a Haggard fan. And for those who have everything, this is just a killer mix." Stephen M. Deusner of Pitchfork said that it's a good introduction for those who are new to Haggard's work.
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Merle HaggardThom Jurek of AllMusic stated that the album "may be the best single-disc representation of the man's music out there", calling the sound and the package "phenomenal" and concluding, "This is sure to turn anyone who is curious into a Haggard fan. And for those who have everything, this is just a killer mix." Stephen M. Deusner of Pitchfork said that it's a good introduction for those who are new to Haggard's work.
Genre(s): Country
Length: 77:02
Year: 2006