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Red Sovine lyrics

Teddy Bear

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I was on the outskirts of a little southern town Trying to reach my destination before the sun went down The old CB was blarin' away on Channel 1-9 When there came a little boy's voice on the radio line And he said breaker 1-9 is anyone there Come on back truckers and talk to Teddy Bear I keyed the mike and I said you got it Teddy Bear And the little boy's voice came back on the air Appreciate the breaker who we got on that end I told him my handle and then he began Though I'm not supposed to bother you fellows out there Mom says you're busy and for me to stay off the air But you see I get lonely and it helps to talk Cause that's about all I can do I'm crippled and I can't walk I came back and told him to fire up that mike And I'd talk to him as long as he'd liked This was my dad's radio the little boy said But I guess it's mine and mom's now cause my daddy's dead Dad had a wreck about a month ago He was tryin' to get home in a blinding snow Mom has to work now to make ends meet And I'm not much help with my two crippled feet She says not to worry that we'll make it alright But I hear her cryin' sometimes late at night You know there's one thing I want more than anything else to see Oh I know you guys are too busy to bother with me But you see my dad used to take me for rides when he was home But I guess that's all over now since my daddy's gone Not one breaker came on the old CB as that little crippled boy talked with me I tried hard to swallow a lump just wouldn't stay down As I thought about my boy back in Greenville town Dad was gonna take mom and me with him later on this year Why I remember him sayin' someday This old truck will be yours Teddy Bear But I know now I'll never get a ride on 18-wheeler again But this old base'll keep me in touch with all my trucker friends Teddy Bear's gonna back on out now and leave you alone Cause it's about time for mom to come home But you give me shout when you're passin' through And I'll surely be happy to come back to you Well I came back and I said before you go 10-10 What's your home 20 little CB friend He gave me his address and I didn't once hesitate Cause this hot load of freight would just have to wait I turened that truck around on a dime And headed straight for Jackson Street 229 And as I rounded the corner oh I got one the heck of a shock 18-wheeler were lined up for three city blocks I guess every driver for miles around had caught Teddy Bear's call And that little crippled boy was havin' a ball For as fast as one driver would carry him in Another would carry him to his truck and take off again Well you better believe I took my turn rifin' Teddy Bear And then carried him back in and put him down in his chair And buddy if I never live to see happiness again I want you to know I saw it that day in the face of that little man We took up a collection for him before his mama got home And each driver said goodbye and then they were all gone He shook my hand with a mile long grin and said so long trucker I'll catch you again Ah I hit that Interstate with tears in my eyes I turned on the radio and I got another surprice Breaker 1-9 came the voice on the air Just one word of thanks from mama Teddy Bear We wish each and everyone a special prayer for you Cause you just made my little boy's dream come true I'll sign off now before I start to cry may God ride with you 10-4 and goodbye.

Connect 4

JOE BUDDEN "Escape Route"
[Intro: Young Chris] Yeah... uh, C. West We do this, Joe Budden Yeah, young Chris, what, what? Yeah, uh [Young Chris] To the heart of North Philadelph, pour my spirit and flesh Give me the crown, watch me wear it the best, I ain't hearin the rest Long gone, dancin with bigger fish here Fish scale advances for glitter wristwear Ch-chea, motherfucker this year Chris here Homie the strong's so vital, survival of the fits here Ain't shit sweet y'all, life about a bitch yeah Say I drive her crazy though I ride that hoe fifth gear Talk so much poverty cause I live here Talk facility cause my family's doin a bid there You ain't rappin or ballin, we got our hustle out That's what a thug about, anything to get the fuck up out the ghetto, dodge the devil, prolong my demise Got a green sticky lah baby, 365 [Joe Budden] Hold up, a nigga went from lukewarm to hot Scratch that, from coldest winter to hell's kitchen Aside from predictable shots and shells spittin Wouldn'ta even known it cause nothin felt different E'rything dope in this game ain't on the radio That proofs me, check the dames and the ratio Brain like fellatio, I mean it used to be cane like Horatio Fuck you, pay me though Look for him, style in whatever I put on Come from where you give a wrong look and you would look wrong Broads off the hook for him But I treat 'em like Subway, I give 'em 5 dollars and a FOOT long Young niggaz take your vitamins Your 28-inch rims higher than watchin me admirin JUMP OFF e'rything that they aspirin to be But the bullshit gets tiresome to me See, only one concern, gettin my bread right Hate to see you lose your (Life) over a website I'll feel (Sorry) Y'all'll only know what I show why Chris Brown and Rihanna that real story Off puttin words together like (Scrabble) Build your (Monopoly), they just gon' attack you Can't (Pictionary) it, they gon' think it's (Taboo) When you get more, they can't (Connect) the (Four) [Outro: Joe Budden] Dawg.. geah, Joey, Chris Yes Chad, I fuckin know the sound

Big Truck Driver

MYSTIKAL "Tarantula"
(feat. Byou2ful) [Mystikal] Whaaa, wassup nigga This for my niggas in them Big Trucks This for all my niggas in them SUV's, you heard me This for my Big Truck Drivers, look nigga blow yo' Big Truck Horn You still could see me in my Big Truck boy Smilin' like a lil' kid when I sped the corner with my brand new toy I got a bark in they call, talkin' 'bout they wishin' I'd would've came out the garage But, I guess that's too bad Cause your truck used to be the shit until they saw my pad Strobe lights flash, solar baric [boom boom] Big feet ten runnin' while they [vroom vroom] Another SUV can't do nothin' wit' me I'm 23's so 22's ain't fuckin' with me Car so big it make it hard to turn the wheel I can't watch the T.V.'s from the sturrin-wheel Shit, plush stronger than the buckskin ceiling Chocolate tan interior really big truck grill Yeah, that's how you do that there Got bling and bass, everything clean but the ash-tray [Hook: Byou2ful (Mystikal)] I'm lookin' at you behind the wheel singin' this song (I'm a Big Truck Driver) In the big ol' truck, with the big ol' grill rollin' on big ol' chrome (I'm a Big Truck Driver) And you know when you pass those small trucks you doin' them wrong (This is for my riders Big Truck Drivers Even on a bad day everything clean but the ash-tray) [Mystika] Dark lights with brights, the dark windows with the pistols in the hot spots fuckin' well right So when you bitches try to act hype I get the gat get the gat cause niggas don't fight When you get to Ruben 2 then make a right at the light And you might catch my rims will-millin' 'round night light I played a Jag' 'round rags, and now Excursion and Escalade 'round upscale The Range Rover's don't even get gools 'til its time for Rythim City or either House of Blues My niggas wit' me at your seat to pick my friends up My brother 'rice in a mother-fucking Benz' truck Fresh light don't need no buffin' Just call a homie where I'm at, west coast custom Put it on a trailer and ain't no rushin' Cause when I get it back y'all 'round can't touch it [Hook] [Mystikal] Ain't no slack in my mack, rollin' slow the windows down they recognize me so you know how they act Cuttin' up fallin' out tryin' to flirt and get nasty Raisin' shirt showin' titties talkin' 'bout autohgraphs I try my best to keep my fans happy I sign my name I grab the nipple they pull off and start laughin' Then it's back through the hood, tryin' to find somethin' good And after that I'm on my way back to good I knew that I'm on course at all time And I love grindin' like alcoholics love sweet creamy and wine 2002 and you dodgin' me now Big Truck gonna come up ain't no holdin' us down Grab eyes, turn heads, stop traffic My black Big Truck half match my Big Truck jacket Do shows and get paid when I travel stay busy it be gone Now this a Big Truck Driver [Hook 2x] [Mystikal] I'm a Big Truck Driver, I'm a Big Truck Driver This is for my riders Big Truck Drivers Even on a bad day everything clean but the ash-tray

Radio

AZIATIX "Awakening"
Radio DJ yells exclusive Guess it’s about time for some new hits Sex, money that’s that new ish? Did I just get ready for some bull shh? Wanna’ brag about your Benzo? How bright your neck glows, When the youth starves with their ends low? Must we kill for a five dollar metro? Can you give us some hope before we let go? Wanna’ see us jealous from your riches? Until you’re looking both ways all day flinching, But I don’t care how rich you are Suicide confirms it doesn’t get you far And let us know about your girl’s booty, Please don’t get moody when she’s taken by yours truly, Your sales going well, guess it pays to show We got long ways to go [Chorus:] I’m sick and tired of hearing all the same songs playing on the radio I want to kick you with the real ‘ish but they don’t seem to hear me though The same five songs spinning all day and all night long? C’mon man So sick of the radio, playing all the same old songs My brother told me no more jail but needs to hustle for sales Hope all that money doesn’t go towards bail Look at the sky while we go towards hell Receiving death when this life’s going oh so well I can’t front, I want to make millions But if my soul’s not trained, I’ll be gone with Cornelius Love for my affiliates and teamwork to get doe And over blood Family Matters most, Winslow Clear skies, winds low then out the blue Comes a storm that wishes for me to lose But the sun comes to wish for the better Strength to the point where I condition the weather And til’ the fight’s finished, I’ma hunger for this game, chicken and beans, let’s put some rice in it Races unite and serve a perfect dish to the youth They need an answer with a source we’re their living proof [Chorus:] I’m sick and tired of hearing all the same songs playing on the radio I want to kick you with the real ‘ish but they don’t seem to hear me though The same five songs spinning all day and all night long? C’mon man So sick of the radio, playing all the same old songs Same five songs on rotation Brainwashing away all of my patience Whitney confirmed all the greats go first I rather go first than to hear your verse Until they decide to put this on the radio We got a long ways to go I said, hundred grand it pays to show To put this on the radio we got a long ways to go [Chorus:] I’m sick and tired of hearing all the same songs playing on the radio I want to kick you with the real ‘ish but they don’t seem to hear me though The same five songs spinning all day and all night long? C’mon man So sick of the radio, playing all the same old songs

Dakota The Dancing Bear, Pt. 2

David Alan Coe "Longhaired Redneck"
By: David Allan Coe and Larry Murray BETTY DROVE THE SEMI, SHE PULLED UP TO THE PUMP I THOUGHT I WANTED A COCA-COLA AND I STARTED OUT ON THE JUMP SHE SAID, HOLD IT DAVE, COME QUICK, THERE'S SOMETHING YOU GOT TO SEE THAT MAN HAD GOT A DANCING BEAR TIED UP TO THAT OLD TREE I SAID, DANCE, DANCE, DAKOTA DANCE ALL AROUND THE COUNTRY STORE ME AND SWEET BETTY AIN'T NEVER SEEN A BEAR THAT COULD DANCE BEFORE WELL, IT'S ONE STEP, TWO STEPS, THREE STEPS FOUR A BOTTLE OF SODA AND HE'LL DANCE SOME MORE DANCE, DANCE DAKOTA DANCE ALL AROUND THE COUNTRY STORE WELL, THESE HIPPIES WALKED UP TO THE CAGE GIVING' PILLS TO THAT OLE BEAR I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT WAS THEY WAS GIVING TO HIM IT HAD HIM PULLING OUT HIS HAIR I TRIED TO KEEP TIME WITH THE MUSIC, LORD WITH THE BEAT ON MY TAMBOURINE GAVE HIM SOME WINE FROM A MASON JAR AND WE ALL BEGAN TO SING RECITATION: WELL, I WENT OUT TO LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA AND I SAW A SEMI TRUCK ALONG THE SIDE OF THE ROAD. IT SAID 'DAKOTA THE DANCING BEAR' ON THE SIDE OF IT. NOW THEY CHARGED YOU 50 CENTS TO WATCH THIS BEAR DANCE AROUND A TRUCK. SO I TURNED TO ARLO AND I SAID ARLO, WE OUGHT TO GET DOWN OFF THESE MOTORCYCLES AND WALK OVER THERE AND SEE IF THAT'S THE SAME BEAR THAT BETTY TOLD US ABOUT WHEN SHE WAS DRIVING THE SEMI TRUCK FOR US BACK IN NASHVILLE, TENNESSEE. SO WE GOT DOWN OFF OUR MOTORCYCLES AND WE WALKED OVER THERE EATEN' OUR PICKLES. NOW THERE WAS FOUR OR FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND OF THESE HIPPIES FREAKS STANDING' AROUND WAITING' ON A ROCK FESTIVAL. IT APPEARED THAT DAVID ALLAN COE, KRIS KRISTOFFERSON AND THE GRAND FUNK RAILROAD WAS PLAYING' IN TOWN THAT DAY AND THEIR AIRPLANE HAD GOT HIJACKED SOMEWHERE OVER CHICAGO, ILLINOIS. SO IT TURNED OUT THAT THE PEOPLE WITH SHORT HAIR STARTED THROWING' ROCKS AT THE PEOPLE THAT HAD LONG HAIR.

Let's Talk Dirty In Hawaiian

JOHN PRINE "German Afternoons"
Well, I packed my bags and bought myself a ticket For the land of the tall palm tree Aloha Old Milwaukee, Hello Waikiki I just stepped down from the airplane When I heard her say, "Waka waka nuka licka, waka waka nuka licka Would you like a lei? Eh?" [Chorus:] Let's talk dirty in Hawaiian Whisper in my ear Kicka pooka mok a wa wahini Are the words I long to hear Lay your coconut on my tiki What the hecka mooka mooka dear Let's talk dirty in Hawaiian Say the words I long to hear It's a ukulele Honolulu sunset Listen to the grass skirts sway Drinking rum from a pineapple Out on Honolulu Bay The steel guitars all playing While she's talking with her hands Gimme gimme oka doka make a wish and wanta polka Words I understand Hey! [Chorus] Well, I boughta lota junka with my moolah And sent it to the folks back home I never had the chance to dance the hula Well, I guess I should have known When you start talking to the sweet wahini Walking in the pale moonlight Ohka noka whatta setta knocka-rocka-sis-boom-boccas Hope I said it right Oh! [Chorus] Let's talk dirty in Hawaiian Say the words I long to hear [Spoken:] Aloha

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