I remember In the summer A big Greyhound drove -me there In old Memphis Our Land of Elvis Is where I found my greatest - despair Memphis Blues Like my Blue Suede Shoes But I’m in no mood for dancin’ Memphis Blues An’ you’re no Tom Cruise I don’t want no more romancin’ Down on Beale street Where artistes meet Catfish fried ‘n’ covered in sweat On to Graceland A moist tear gland For the demise of green shag pile - carpet Memphis Blues Like my Blue Suede Shoes But I’m in no mood for dancin’ Memphis Blues Time for number twos There’s just no grace in landin’ [ INSTRUMENTAL ] You’d all agree Gibson Fact’ry Is for those with geetar leanin’s T’was not to be For the Fact’ry Had a sign on wall with- 2 darn meanin’s Memphis Blues Like my Blue Suede Shoes But I’m in no mood for dancin’ Memphis Blues If I had to choose My time elsewhere I'd be spendin' SuSu Sudio At Sun Studio So many folks all in -a cram Bought the t-shirt Feelings were hurt No one reco’nized the star that I am Memphis Blues Like my Blue Suede Shoes But I’m in no mood for dancin’ Memphis Blues They sure don’t amuse And like this song are never-endin [ INSTRUMENTAL ] Tornado a-lert I hit the dirt I weren’t gonna take no – chances Tennessee Is not for me I’m better off savin my - finances Memphis Blues Like my Blue Suede Shoes But I’m in no mood for dancin’ Memphis Blues There’s no good news Now a tornado’s a-comin’ Memphis Blues Like my Blue Suede Shoes But I’m in no mood for dancin’ Memphis Blues I missed all the cues My life you ain’t enhancin’ Memphis Blues Memphis Blues Yihaaaa

He’s been walkin’ down that lonely road That some folks will call his life Climbing rivers, wading through mountains He’s had his share of trouble and strife You know it’s all part of God’s sweet plan Well he don’t get none too fussed So long as he is …. white and just Ya gotta love your fellow man God will ya bless this big ol’ bounty land It takes all types -- of a man To take up arms for the land he loves Lendin folks a helpin hand where he can You know it’s all part of God’s sweet plan Well he don’t get none too fussed So long as he is …. white and just Ya gotta love your fellow man [ INSTRUMENTAL ] There came the day when his first son born Stood with pride with his first gun Father and son to their country had sworn Both men’ll stay till the fightin’s all done You know it’s all part of God’s sweet plan Well he don’t get none too fussed So long as he is …. white and just Ya gotta love your fellow man Young’un on his knee looks up at him Grampa what advice have you? Always have your gun and your knife Cos a Man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do You know it’s all part of God’s sweet plan Well he don’t get none too fussed So long as he is …. white and just Ya gotta love your fellow man Man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do And that’s what he said to him There’s no point in denyin the truth Cos life’s nothing but God’s own whim You know it’s all part of God’s sweet plan When it makes no sense to you That’s when you recall these wise words Man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do You know it’s all part of God’s sweet plan Well he don’t get none too fussed So long as he is …. white and just Ya gotta love your fellow man You know it’s all part of God’s sweet plan When it makes no sense to you That’s when you recall these wise words Man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do Man’s Gotta do what a man’s gotta do

She got that bleached Bleached blonde hair Her eyes like burn holes - An they just stare She loves bootscootin’ any where Dressed to kill - Born to thrill She’ll do anything – oh yeah Cos she’s a bootscootin’ mama she don’t care Bootscootin’ mama Dancing on a prayer You know she’s got the boots Cos she ain’t got the looks She’s been poured into her jeans Like them horror movie scenes She’s a bootscootin’ mama she don’t care Bootscootin’ mama Dancing on a prayer Dressed to kill - Born to thrill She’ll boot scoot any where Cos she’s a bootscootin’ mama she don’t care Bootscootin’ mama dancing on a prayer She got them six - Six lil kiddies An there were seven - Seven diff’rent daddies She’ll leave ‘em all without a care Pop a pill - Take a swill She’ll be anything – oh yeah Cos she’s a bootscootin’ mama she don’t care Bootscootin’ mama dancing on a prayer She’s steppin’ out of time Cos she’s never toed the line When she gets her ass a shakin’ You know she ain’t a fakin’ She’s a bootscootin’ mama she don’t care Bootscootin’ mama dancing on a prayer Pop a pill - Take a swill Boot scoot without a care Cos she’s a bootscootin’ mama she don’t care Bootscootin’ mama dancing on a prayer [Instrumental] She’s a bootscootin’ mama she don’t care Bootscootin’ mama dancing on a prayer Her makeup’s run - Run down her face If she ever cared - There ain’t no trace She be bootscootin’ any place Can’t keep still Dollar bill She’ll do anything – oh yeah Cos she’s a bootscootin’ mama she don’t care Bootscootin’ mama Dancing on a prayer She’s painted like a clown Cos she’s gonna do the town Wearin anything that glitters She’s givin' you the jitters She’s a bootscootin’ mama she don’t care Bootscootin’ mama Dancing on a prayer Can’t keep still - Dollar bill She’ll boot scoot any place Cos she’s a bootscootin’ mama she don’t care Bootscootin’ mama dancing on a prayer Now is the time - Time for the end Back to her life - She can’t pretend She be bootscootin till the end Got the will - To get her fill She’ll be anything – oh yeah Cos she’s a bootscootin’ mama she don’t care Bootscootin’ mama dancing on a prayer She’s not a pig in clover Cos the night is over She holds her head high When she’s smiling her goodbye She’s a bootscootin’ mama she don’t care Bootscootin’ mama dancing on a prayer Got the will - To get her fill She’ll boot scoot till the end Cos she’s a bootscootin’ mama she don’t care Bootscootin’ mama dancing on a prayer She’s a bootscootin’ mama Oh she’s Bootscootin’ mama - That’s her there

Well I was out a-drivin’ Just the other day My belly full of Moonshine Real big drinkin’ day There just ain’t no denyin’ Cos I ain’t got no shame I looked in ma rear view mirror an things ain’t been quite the same Ah swear I saw Jesus As proud as a fcuk Out in the back, Of my pickup truck His beard was all windswept As I sped on down that street His hair followed suit He’s lookin’ mighty cute Ah swear I saw Jesus in the back of my pickup truck Well I can’t believe ma eyes I looked the other way And that’s when I hear him speak Child you’ve gone astray When I came to my senses I was drivin’ the wrong way I stepped upon the brake before there was hell to pay Ah swear I saw Jesus As proud as a fcuk Out in the back, Of my pickup truck His beard was all windswept As I sped on down that street His hair followed suit He’s lookin’ mighty cute Ah swear I saw Jesus in the back of my pickup truck His hair was all a tousled Like he’d just come from bed Were my eye deceivin’ me Gotta clear my head I had to know for sure Was I seein’ right I stepped out onto that road and ask him for a light Ah swear I saw Jesus As proud as a fcuk Out in the back, Of my pickup truck His beard was all windswept As I sped on down that street His hair followed suit He’s lookin’ mighty cute Ah swear I saw Jesus in the back of my pickup truck Next thing that I remember He’s lookin’ down at me Lights are all a flashin’ I need to have a pee I looked into his dark eyes His face comes into view Officer Perkins you won’t Believe what I just been through Ah swear I saw Jesus As proud as a fcuk Out in the back, Of my pickup truck His beard was all windswept As I sped on down that street His hair followed suit He’s lookin’ mighty cute Ah swear I saw Jesus in the back of my pickup truck

She looked real purdy - She looked a treat She looked so homey - Smiling so sweet She’s a goddess Down to her feet Oh so modest That dress My heart was beatin’ – gonna make her mine I want her now – for all of time I must confess Bells do chime My heart does pine That dress That dress – got me in her sights That dress – can’t put up a fight That dress – little yella dress Hugs her butt – just a little too tight [ INSTRUMENTAL ] She walked on by - I’m glued to my seat She smelled so lovely – like a sugar beet How can I impress A gal so sweet I’d be blessed That dress My hands are sweatin – she’s gonna speak I open my mouth – no time to be meek Say how d’you do My hat I tweak It’s a purdy yella That dress That dress – got me in her sights That dress – can’t put up a fight That dress – little yella dress Hugs her butt – just a little too tight [ INSTRUMENTAL ] She looks real purdy - She looks a treat She looks so homey - Smiling so sweet She’s my goddess Down to her feet She’s still modest That dress My heart’s still beatin’ – now she’s mine I got her now – for all of time Need to confess Bells still chime Her love is mine That dress That dress – got me in her sights That dress – can’t put up a fight That dress – little yella dress Hugs her butt – just a little too tight That old yella dress is alright

Big 10-4 this is the Preacher man You’re wall to wall and tree top tall The way is mucho bueno Right on down to Alamo city Keep the bugs off your glass and the trouble off your ass This is a 10-10 for the Preacher Man Tune to Channel 41 He’s the best bar none Speaks in code Lord of the Road Truck Drivin’ Preacher Man Oooh yeah - word has it there’s a Kojak with a Kodak Between Music City and K Town So best hammer off and get out of the monster lane Time to keep your nose between the ditches and Smokey out of your britches He don’t get no Scale House Blues Just the radio news He pulls his load Lord of the Road Truck Drivin’ Preacher Man 10-4 just a 10-35 I got me a Fuzzbuster Looks like the Bears are in their cave and it’s time to shovel coal Keep your eyes open and your black stack smokin' This is a 10-10 for the Preacher Man Don’t have no Warden He ain’t no Cretin He keeps the code Lord of the Road Truck Drivin’ Preacher Man Leaving Mistake on the Lake And listening to Auntie Mary Got an M-20 with a concrete blonde Keep the shiny side up and the greasy side down This is a 10-10 for the Preacher Man He’s gotta be superhuman Way he eats that bitumen The mother load Lord of the Road Truck Drivin’ Preacher Man From B Town to Alamo City Spud Town to Shaky City The Apple to The Astrodome The road is his hearth and home Tune to Channel 41 He’s the best bar none Speaks in code Lord of the Road Truck Drivin’ Preacher Man [ INSTRUMENTAL ] Come on raise your hands for the Preacher man! He don’t get no Scale House Blues Just the radio news He pulls his load Lord of the Road Truck Drivin’ Preacher Man Mmmm Mmmm Nothing like sittin' in the saddle with a Big Mack Could do with a Colorado Kool-aid or two Keep your rubber down and your metal up This is a 10-10 for the Preacher Man Don’t have no Warden An' He ain’t no Cretin He keeps the code Lord of the Road Truck drivin' Preacher Man Truck drivin' Preacher Man Truck drivin' Preacher Man Bean Town - Bay City He’s always sittin' pretty Truck drivin' Preacher Man Truck drivin' Preacher Man Big D - Cactus Patch He’ll never meet his match Brush your teeth and comb your hair This is a 10-10 for the Preacher man

Well I was out a walking just the other day My best friend’s beside me, he’s going the wrong way His eyes ain’t so good, he sure can’t hear But we bin through thick n thin these long years That’s ma bloodhound – Old Duke More than twenty years ago, he was just a pup An when I looked at him, can’t tell which end was up His ears were too big, his tail too long To be so ugly some-it had to be wrong That’s ma bloodhound – Old Duke He’s a crying talking sleeping walking Old Bloodhound You can’t shake what we’ve shared together - it’s quite profound I get plain worried when he plays dead He sure comes running when it’s time to be fed He’s the best dog around – Old Duke With a bit of time and care he sprung up just fine Pretty soon he’s fullgrowed and gettin’ outa line So he drools too much and farts a lot But he’s always there and he’s all I got That’s ma bloodhound – Old Duke I know it won’t be long til he meets his Maker Won’t be the same without his sleeping on my acres So I will shed my tears for my true love May the rain be him drooling from above That’s ma bloodhound – Old Duke He’s a crying talking sleeping walking Old Bloodhound You can’t shake what we’ve shared together - it’s quite profound I get plain worried when he plays dead He sure comes running when it’s time to be fed He’s the best dog around – Old Duke [ INSTRUMENTAL ] He’s a crying talking sleeping walking Old Bloodhound You can’t shake what we’ve shared together - it’s quite profound I get plain worried when he plays dead He sure comes running when it’s time to be fed He’s the best dog around – Old Duke He’s a crying talking sleeping walking Old Bloodhound You can’t shake what we’ve shared together - it’s quite profound I get plain worried when he plays dead He sure comes running when it’s time to be fed He’s the best dog around – Old Duke He’s my Bloodhound – Old Duke

From, the very first time I saw you Mucking the pigs on my daddy’s farm I, knew you’re the one for me I’s told by my rabbit’s foot charm I love you more ev’ry day Why it’s so it’s hard to say I love you more ev’ry day You know that I’ll never stray You never even noticed me Until you saw me shootin’ my guns Then you came out and said Girl it’s your right to bear arms I love you more ev’ry day Just don’t leave is all I pray I love you more ev’ry day Never cared for what they say Oh won’t you just give it a rest Gosh you really are the best Oh won’t you just go away I love you more and more ev’ry day I love you more ev’ry day In each and every way I love you more ev’ry day Until I’m old and grey Instrumental I love you more ev’ry day Why it’s so it’s hard to say I love you more ev’ry day You know that I’ll never stray Instrumental I love you more ev’ry day Just don’t leave is all I pray I love you more ev’ry day Never cared for what they say Instrumental I love you more ev’ry day In each and every way I love you more ev’ry day Until I’m old and grey