Founds total 12 songs
Oh Atlanta
Little Feat. Feats Don't Fail Me Now. Oh Atlanta. -- Bill Payne. . They got a place down Kentucky. Right down near Ohio. Where you can watch the planes at night.
Uneasy Rider '88
Me and my buddy got us a wild hair. And figured we wanted to go somewhere. So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet. We had a little bit of money and a whole lot of show.
Talk To Me Fiddle
Well if this old fiddle could talk. If this old fiddle could sing. Man if this old fiddle could only talk. It could tell you some wondrous things. Talk to me fiddle.
Renegade
Well, I went down to Nashville. In 1973. And they won't nobody in Music City. Wanted anything to do with me. . They said, ?Boy you sure dress funny. And you just don't fit our crowd.
Praying To The Wrong God
Two thousand dollar suit across your back. You've got your mansion out on millionaire's row. Go all the places that the rich folks go. Your Bible is a check book and your church is a bank.
Play Me Some Fiddle
Every time I hear a fiddle and it's cookin' just a little. Well, it makes me want to jump up and run. And if he's sawing with some soul boogie woogie rock 'n' roll.
Midnight Train
Midnight train, roll on. Midnight train, roll on. . Clear them tracks and keep that whistle blowin'. Take this stranger on to Santa Fe. It seems like romance and danger.
Let Freedom Ring
We got some trouble in our own back yard.. Things are are kinda tough, times are kinda hard.. Got a lot of people livin' out in the street, people goin' hungry without nothin' to eat,.
Juanita
At a quarter half to four. You came sneaking through the door. Ain't no time for a married woman to get home. In your suede cotton dress. With your lipstick all the mess.
Jesus Died For You
You may be down, you may be out. With nothing to be glad about. But you can stand right up and shout. 'Cause Jesus died for you. . You may think that you can't cope.
Boogie Woogie Fiddle Country Blues
Every time I hear a fiddle and it's cookin' just a little. Well it makes me want to jump up and run. And if he's sawing with some soul boogie woogie rock n' roll.
America, I Believe In You
We got some trouble in our own back yard. Things are kinda tough, times are kinda hard. Got a lot of people livin' out in the street. People goin' hungry without nothin' to eat.
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