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Kinky Friedman lyrics - Live From The Lone Star Cafe

Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother

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(Ray Wylie Hubbard) He was born in Oklahoma His wife's name is Betty Jo Thelma Liz. He's not responsible for what he's doing; His mother made him what he is. And it's up against the wall redneck mother Mother who has raised her son so well. He's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks Just kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell. Well, you know, he sure likes to drink that Lone Star beer And he chases it down with that Wild Turkey bourbon liquor. He got a ‘57 GMC pick ‘em up truck with a gun rack And a “I'd Rather Be A Roper Than A Doper” bumper sticker. And it's up against the wall redneck mother Mother who has raised her son so well. He's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks Just kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell. M is for the mud flaps you gave me for my pick-up truck O is for the oil I put in my pick-up truck, drain it out, and put grease on my hair, T is for Tolly Parton, H is for Haggard E is for El Paso and R is for REDNECK! And it's up against the wall redneck mother Mother who has raised her son so well. He's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks Kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell. And it's up against the wall redneck mother Mother who has raised her son so well. And he's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks Just kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell. Where, Kinky ? Where ? Right here in the Lone Star Cafà in New York City!

Run Out Of Honky Tonks

JUSTIN MOORE "Outlaws Like Me"
Midnight in Albuquerque Drunk again on a little Wild Turkey Damned if her memory didn't show up right on time I've driven through the rain, the snow and ice I ain't hit the same town twice Just lookin' for a place I figured she couldn't find I thought by now she'd left me alone Turned around and headed back home And just let me be Hell what does she want with me Bartender set 'em up Hell as long as she's here might as well stay drunk Start fresh tomorrow somewhere down the road Shut down another bar Try to convince my heart somehow sometime some place This is gonna work Oh but what if I run out of honky tonks Before I get over her Well she walked out and I bought a map A couple towns and I'd be back Some place I could hurt where no one knew my name Yeah I started out in Little Rock I've lost track of everywhere I stopped I can't seem to drink enough to outrun the pain You'd think by now her memory Would get tired of following me But tonight ain't the night So before they turn out the lights Bartender set 'em up Hell as long as she's here might as well stay drunk Start fresh tomorrow somewhere down the road Shut down another bar Try to convince my heart somehow sometime some place This is gonna work Oh but what if I run out of honky tonks Before I get over her Shut down another bar Try to convince my heart somehow sometime some place This is gonna work Oh but what if I run out of honky tonks Before I get over her 'Fore I get over her

Damn The Whiskey

Brad Martin
Damn The Whiskey (Brad Martin/A. Wilson/M. Powell) There must be a demon in that bottle It's been stealing my money all night long I'm down to a dollar on my paycheck But it's all been going to a worthy cause Damn the whiskey For making me feel so good To hell with the honky tonks for doing what they should It's the price you pay, but that's ok Helps a working man get by Come Monday there'll be 40 hours waiting I'll bust my back right over the hump somehow By the time the eagle flies on Friday I'll be setting myself up for another round Damn the whiskey For making me feel so good To hell with the honky tonks for doing what they should It's the price you pay, but that's ok Helps a working man get by That cocktail baby, she just caught me looking a second time One more shot and I'll be looking for a way to make her mine Damn the whiskey To hell with the honky tonks Damn the whiskey For making me feel so good To hell with the honky tonks for doing what they should It's the price you pay, but that's ok Helps a working man get by

Rooftop

Melissa McClelland "Stranded In Suburbia"
Crouched down on a rooftop In my mother's high-heeled shoes I'm wondering if I will drop Fly away with you I can smell the rain coming But I won't leave until it falls I'm gonna soak in its downpour Til I hear my mother's calls Cause I am playing God I am raising hell As far as I can tell I am all alone Alone in this world Alone, with you I carry Spring rain in my hair Weighted sorrow in perfect clouds Bursting in the air Wash away and drown I am playing God I am raising hell As far as I can tell I am all alone Alone in this world Alone, with you The roof slips beneath my feet As the branches back away from me The softest grass turns to concrete But I will fly I will fly You will see Cause I am playing God I am raising hell As far as I can tell I am all alone Alone in this world Alone

The Lord Loves The Drinking Man

Chesnutt Mark
The Lord loves the drinking man He sent honky tonk angels To the promise land I hear that he can turn the water to wine Any man that can do that oh he is a good friend of mine I've been baptized in beer, I'm here to testify I was speaking in tongues when I came home last night Some folks say I'm living in sin but I know the Lord loves the drinking man Well the preacher man he told me boy you ain't no good The devils gonna getcha best start acting like you should Oh, the cold beer and bright lights, staying out all night Good book it tells me boy your souls going to burn Momma says son you heading down the wrong road They don't let honky tonkers up in heaven I've been told But don't you worry momma, I see you up in heaven I've been thinking bout and I come to this conclusion now The Lord loves the drinking man He sent honky tonk angels To the promise land I hear that he can turn the water to wine Any man that can do that oh he's a good friend of mine I've been baptized in beer, I'm here to testify I was speaking in tongues when I came home last night Some folks say I'm living in sin but I know the Lord loves the drinking man Well my Daddy said son your living your life all wrong Lighting going to strike you down before to long The man upstairs he don't like what you do When you reach those pearly gates you aint getting threw Well I've been thinking got a brand new plan I'm going to start a little church down at the Stumble Inn Yeah that's right, I'm going to start my own religion Well be drinking and a dancing at the church of Hank Williams yah The Lord loves the drinking man He sent honky tonk angels To the promise land I hear that he can turn the water to wine any man that can do that oh he's a good friend of mine I've been baptized in beer, I'm here to testify I was speaking in tongues when I came home last night Some folks say I'm living in sin but I know the Lord loves the drinking man Yeah he does The Lord loves the drinking man He sent honky tonk angels To the promise land I hear that he can turn the water to wine Well any man that can do that oh he's a good friend of mine I've been baptized in beer, I'm here to testify I was speaking in tongues when I came home last night Some folks say I'm living in sin but I know the Lord loves, I hope he does, the Lord loves the drinking man

Redneck Woman

GRETCHEN WILSON "Here For The Party"
Well, I ain't never been the Barbie doll type No, I can't swig that sweet Champagne, I'd rather drink beer all night In a tavern or in a honky tonk or on a four-wheel drive tailgate I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid and Strait Some people look down on me, but I don't give a rip I'll stand barefooted in my own front yard with a baby on my hip 'Cause I'm a redneck woman I ain't no high class broad I'm just a product of my raising I say, 'hey ya'll' and 'yee-haw' And I keep my Christmas lights on On my front porch all year long And I know all the words to every Charlie Daniels song So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah Victoria's Secret, well their stuff's real nice But I can buy the same damn thing on a Wal-Mart shelf half price And still look sexy, just as sexy as those models on TV I don't need no designer tag to make my man want me Well, you might think I'm trashy, a little too hardcore But in my neck of the woods I'm just the girl next door I'm a redneck woman I ain't no high class broad I'm just a product of my raising I say, 'hey y'all' and 'yee-haw' And I keep my Christmas lights on On my front porch all year long And I know all the words to every Tanya Tucker song So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah I'm a redneck woman I ain't no high class broad I'm just a product of my raising I say, 'hey y'all' and 'yee-haw' And I keep my Christmas lights on On my front porch all year long And I know all the words to every ol' Bocephus song So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah Hell yeah, hell yeah Hell yeah I said hell yeah!

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