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If You're Gonna Play In Texas (You Gotta Have A Fiddle In The Band)

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If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band That lead guitar is hot but not for "Louisiana Man" So rosin up that bow for "Faded Love" and let's all dance If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band I remember down in Houston we were puttin' on a show When a cowboy in the back stood up and yelled, "Cotton-Eyed Joe"! He said, "We love what you're doin', boys don't get us wrong There's just somethin' missin' in your song" If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band That lead guitar is hot but not for "Louisiana Man" So rosin up that bow for "Faded Love" and let's all dance If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band So we dusted off our boots and put our cowboy hats on straight Them Texans raised the roof when Jeff opened up his case You say y'all all wanna two-step You say ya wanna doe-si-doe Well, here's your fiddlin' song before we go If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band That lead guitar is hot but not for "Louisiana Man" So rosin up that bow for "Faded Love" and let's all dance If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band That lead guitar is hot but not for "Louisiana Man" So rosin up that bow for "Faded Love" and let's all dance If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band

One Man Band

JACK SAVORETTI "Between The Minds"
Gotta get my stuff together I'm heading out Gotta do the things that I've been speaking 'bout Gotta show the world the difference between right and wrong Yes I gotta make myself a living writing songs I'm just a lonely singer on a lonely road This is the life that I chose I give it more So much more than what I've got Everything you think I am I am not 'Cause I'm just a one man traveling band Writing down poems on the back of my hand I'm hoping you will understand me I've come a long way I've given up the cocaine Looking for a chance to play a couple songs that I wrote along the way I never thought that I would ever learn guitar That I'd be the man on stage No Never thought that I would get to see the world Love and miss the band everyday But I headed out to California for margaritas by the pool And the house of a good old friend of mine I knew way back in school Just a box of wood Six strings This guitar I've played in bedrooms and still play in bars On city streets with pennies at my feet And you know I'll play for money I will play for free 'Cause I'm just a one man traveling band Writing down poems on the back of my hand I'm hoping you will understand me I've come a long way I've given up the cocaine Looking for a chance to play a couple songs that I wrote along the way I never thought that I would ever learn guitar That I'd be the man on stage No Never thought that I would get to see the world Love and miss the band everyday But I headed out to California for margaritas by the pool And the house of a good old friend of mine I knew way back in school Yes

Rancho Deluxe End Title

JIMMY BUFFETT "Rancho Deluxe Original Motion Picture Soundtrack"
Rancho Deluxe End Title By: Jimmy Buffett 1975 Cold blue morning, the game is done Nobody lost and nobody won So shuffle the cards up, play it again Really don't matter, if we lose or still win Yeah we gotta try and find a way Bouncin' around the mountains day to day Oh crazy mountain, they named you well White men and red men, stories that we heard tell You're so mellow from your timber wine From your sweet grass foothills, to your timberline Ah yeah we gotta try and find a way Gonna laugh, we're gonna drink, we're gonna play Oh bouncin' around the mountains day to day

Drowning In A Daydream

Corrosion Of Conformity "Wiseblood"
There's a question mark in the place of a spark That used to be an answer Aiming straight for the heart It missed it's mark the arrow turned to cancer No no Now you get so high that you still can't fly you wonder if you're really where you wanna be Cause the sun don't rise if you close your eyes you're sinking low I thought that you would like to know Like me You're drowning in a daydream There's a man who watches over me (Oh oh oh) There's a man where I used to be (Oh oh oh) Mr. Tambourine play one more song for me Cause I gotta leave I lost what I believe There's a snake up in the tree Only hearing what he sees But the years go by you don't know why Did you take it all for granted? No Now you get so low that you can't say no you wonder if you're really where you wanna be Cause the tide does rise and it's no surprise That it washes you away Now you're far from home Like me Drowning in a daydream There's a man who watches over me (Oh oh oh) There's a man where I used to be (Oh oh oh) Mr. Tambourine play one more song for me Cause I gotta leave I lost what I believe Yea hea There's a man who watches over me (Oh oh oh) There's a man where I used to be (Oh oh oh) Mr. Tambourine play one more song for me Cause I gotta leave I lost what I believe Yea hea hea Daddy's gonna miss you when you're gone Heavy Gonna kick you when you're wrong Daddy's gonna miss you when you're gone (You get the blues it makes you) Heavy Gonna kick you when you're wrong (You get the blues and it makes you wonder)

Some How Some Way

JAY-Z "The Blueprint 2: The Gift & The Curse"
(feat. Beanie Sigel, Scarface) [Chorus] (Please believe that) Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some way we gotta make it up out this life [Jay-Z] Weather we dribble out this motherfucker Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker Work second floors, hospital out this motherfucker Some how we gotta get up out this motherfucker Some day the cops will kill a motherfucker I don't always want to be this drug dealing Motherfucker damn Wish I could take us all on this magic carpet ride Through the sky I Use to play the hall up fifth floor me and my boys we All poor getting high I seen the worst of the worst I deserve every blessing I received I'm from the dirt I planted my seed on unfertile land Myrtle Park Marcy, Flushing and Nostrand and Still I grew some how I knew the sun will shine through And touch my soul take hold of my hand Look man a tree grows in Brooklyn [Chorus] Some how some way I gotta make it up out the hood someday Some how some way I gotta make it up out this life Some way I gotta make it up out this hood someday [Beanie Sigel] [Talking:] To old Nell, Sigel street I ain't forget you Twenty niggas on the block trying to chase that buck Nosey neighbors and haters keep their face on stuck Cops roll up on the pavement break the dice games up Behind smoke kids can't chase the ice cream truck Girls fighting over Rollie young boys hype things up Niggas fighting over Cold young boys light things up All the petty ass wars fuck the night scene up Remember Lil' Eddie man how he light mean up Then they wonder why we light green up Back to back steamers trying to relax but I can't I lean up ain't the L or the refer that steam up It's my head stress to the point I get a fever Thinking bout the block and all the mothers and kids That can't leave and how the Chinks gotta feed'em For the rest of their life fucking wings fried Vegetable rice(gotta be kidding) No breakfast Cap'n Crunch at night Our kids eating lunch at night In their beds all bunched in tight No less than three or four(you know how it go) Two by the foot two by the headboard Man I'm getting scared for them (Yeah I know) Thats how I feel for them And we gotta grip the shorties on the block All they do is smoke weed and drink forties Cop their quarties Enough to get the latest ROC, newest glock, and old Jordies [Chorus] Some how some way We gonna make it up out the hood someday Some how some way We gonna make it up out this life Some how some way We gonna make it up out the hood one day Some way we gonna make it up out this life [Scarface] Right here another lil' story bout this click I claimed Another chapter based on how I get that game Hanging round my neighborhood and bang my street Sit and watch the passer-bys play my sweep South-side sunny side Blocks I run South Vegas, South Paul Nigga all got guns Over here we got this poor () get that there We know tomorrow ain't promise so we get that there Fuck sitting in the living room guarding the steps Working inside a slump house starving to death Serving these nigga flippers, quarter-ounces and Zippers agents snapping your picture neighbors Plotting to get ya Situations is critic I was out here to get it Living it like a savage cause nigga I gotta have it And holding back all the mothers for a minute Pumping hard dog Erase enough to walk it down and fuck it all dog Love being willied and your creek gonna rise I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise (Some how some way) (Some how some way) I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise [Chorus] Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some how some way We gotta make it up out this life Some how some way We gotta make it up out the hood some day Some way we gotta make it up out this life [Whistling]

Be Yourself

ENRIQUE IGLESIAS "Seven"
Well I am what I am, what i am could be what you are. Is your pain when you smile cos you built a wall around your heart do the thoughts in your head keep you up cause you feel (alone ? unloved?) And are you strong enough to be yourself Papa used to say 'You're just a loser and you're never gonna have what it takes' Mama used to say 'All that loud musice you play ain't gonna get you nowhere' Ah you gottta be yourself. Ah you gotta be yourself. If you cried, would you hide Would you want all the world to know And if you believe in love Would you let it show Are you in, are you hip, are you cool Do you try too hard Or are you strong enough to be yourself Papa used to say 'You're just a loser and you're never gonna have what it takes' Mama used to say 'All that loud musice you play ain't gonna get you nowhere' Papa used to say 'You're just a loser and you're never gonna have what it takes' Mama used to say 'All that loud musice you play ain't gonna get you nowhere' Ah you gottta be yourself. Ah you gotta be yourself. If you can't, can't be yourself you're gonna lose it all. If you can't,can't be yourself what are you living for You're gonna find someday you gotta run away. You gotta run,run,run away. [Chorus]

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