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Boots Off
03:20
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If you let a fox in the henhouse
Gonna be feathers everywhere
I’m the fox and you’re the hen
With those flowers in your hair
Now I ain’t asking for no favors
But you keep doing what you do
You’re a weekend vibe on a workday
I only take my boots off for you
How do you tell a blind man
bout the color of the sky
How do you keep a politician
from telling another lie
Some things are hard to figure
But I know one thing that’s true
We’re a unique combination
I only take my boots off for you
Well I never kept a dollar past sunset
Livin life on the dime
I do what I can, I’ve been a wealthy man
Since the day I called you mine
Some things are hard to figure
But I know one thing that’s true
We’re a unique combination
I only take my boots off for you
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Daydrinking
03:07
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Started in the morning after I got up
I was havin coffee in my favorite cup
I got an early visit from my Saturday crew
Then I heard someone crack open their 1st brew
Daydrinkin Daydrinkin Daydrinkin Daydrinkin
We started off w/ tall boys at 9am
And moved to margaritas by half past ten We had the bbq firing, smoking by noon Pork butts, tri tips, Hot Links too
Daydrinkin
Daydrinkin
Daydrinkin
Daydrinkin (I ain’t doin nuthin wrong)
I feel sorry for people who don’t live this way They wake up in the morning,
that’s as good as they’ll feel all day
So pass me a Blackbird, salt and a lime
You know how I love my Tecate Time
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Tick On My Taint
02:23
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I’ve got a tick on my taint. It sounds funny but it ain’t
The little bugger dug in as I was Walking in the woods today I got a tick on my taint It sounds funny but it ain’t
The little blood-sucking vampire’s Feeding off my DNA
It was a lovely day for walking in the woods I wore my deet just like I know you should
I had my long pants and my Stetson hat
But that little vampire got past all that
I object to where he likes to dine
He’s got a buffet table where the sun don’t shine Getting his fill while he drinks up my red wine
I got a tick on my taint It sounds funny but it ain’t
He’s lodged in my rear And I wanna lodge a formal complaint I got a tick on my taint I wanna scratch it but I cain’t
Yeah I feel like Capt Kirk Fightin Klingons out in Sector 8
When I found him I felt like a fool,
I was dropping some kids off down at the pool I couldn’t see him but I knew he was there
In between the cheeks of my derriere
Sometimes they git ya where the good lord split ya
When they drop down outta their tree
Just another inch forward and he woulda got the best of me
I got a tick on my taint It sounds funny but it ain’t
The little blood-sucking vampire’s Feeding off my DNA Yeah I feel like a fool cause there’s a
motherfukkin tick on my taint
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4. |
I Smoke Pot
01:53
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When I was a little bit younger
You know I'd go out with my mates
We'd party till we puked or one of us asphyxiates
Now I'm a little bit older
And my body just won't respond
And if I try to pull that shit I'd get sprawled on my front lawn
I smoke pot, I drink Whiskey
I sniffed coke, that shit is kinda risky
I ate acid, I sniffed some glue
I'd be surprised to find out about something I didn't do
I recall a time when I could stay out all night ling
I'd inhale beers like oxygen until my cash was gone
Score a hefty satchel of the kind for just a song
and suck down double quaggers in my 6 foot Graffix Bong
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We’ll take a little pot before we hit the road We rollin to the suicide of town’s zip code
There’s a line out the door in the middle of the night When there’s this many folks, you know they doing it right
They whipped into a frenzy, it’s a culinary orgy For a plate of hot chicken and an Ice Cold 40
Some serve it on the bone, some serve it on a stick But you better be patient cause it don’t come quick
You get an Ice cold, brown-bagged, Red White and Blue Pour it underneath the table so they don’t catch you
From the 1st bite your tastebuds are bound for glory With A Plate of Hot Chicken and an ice cold 40
Later in the day, there’s a stirring in your shorts A breast quarter hot’s a bottle rocket with report
You’ll be wearing black and moaning low just like Johnny Cash That ring of fire will burn you when your chicken comes to pass
You’ll cry out for your momma, when you’re in the lavatory A plate of Hot Chicken and a Ice Cold 40
You’ll crave it in the morning when you tell your story bout that Plate of Hot Chicken & An Ice Cold 40
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6. |
Stoned As A Roman Slave
01:24
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Stoned As A Roman Slave
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Hippie In The City
02:43
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I’m a just a hippie in this big old city I’m just a trying to find my way
I’m a just a hippie in this big old city Tryin to give all this love away
I’m getting by on a smile and help from a friend I’m hungry baby that’s no lie
I’m a just a hippie in this big old city
Sittin down on this corner to cry
I’m working hard as I can but I’m comin up short This city’s bout to bleed me dry
kindness don’t cost but a smile and a hug
All you got to do is want to try
I’m a just a hippie in this big old city A smile is just a daydream away
I’m a just a hippie in this big old city I’m on a sentimental holiday
Even when it’s raining there’s still hope Just like a rainbow on a sunny day
And if you can’t find any piece of mind We’ll sing and dance your blues away
I’m a just a hippie in this big old city I’m just a trying to find my way
I’m a just a hippie in this big old city Tryin to give all this love away
I’m getting by on a smile and help from a friend We all need a hand from time to time
I’m a just a hippie in this big old city
Making love baby aint no crime
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8. |
Loose Lucy
05:20
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9. |
To Love Somebody
03:05
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Coffee In The Morning
03:09
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Coffee in the morning, Tea in the afternoon Coffee in the morning, Tea in the afternoon Each have their own time of day,
So don’t get in the way
Of a man who wants to sip his favorite brew Coffee in the morning, Tea in the afternoon
I’m a creature of habit, I like my tea unsweet My coffee black and my glass of whiskey neat When 5’Oclock Rolls around,
you can bet I’m bourbon bound
Grab your guitar and let’s pick a tune or two Coffee in the morning, Tea in the afternoon
Here’s a little something
a friend taught me how to do
Mix some simple syrup with a rosemary sprig or two I haven’t tried it in coffee or tea
But it’s great in ol Jim Beam
The next time you’re over, I’ll introduce you two Coffee in the morning, Tea in the afternoon
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11. |
Open Up Your Heart
03:09
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Rich Mahan Nashville, Tennessee
Guitarist/singer-songwriter Rich Mahan lives in Nashville, TN.
He credits the Grateful Dead with
opening his ears to all styles of music, and has adopted their pursuit of "Fun at all costs" as his mantra, applying that esthetic to the creation of his music.
He moved to Nashville in 2010 to make music and join the city’s growing population of Golden State Refugees and eat Prince's Hot Chicken.
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