Alan Jackson Album

(Alan Jackson, Jim McBride)

Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt
Got a little crazy but we never got caught

Chorus

Down by the river on a Friday night
Pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
Talking 'bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women
Never had a plan, just a livin' for the minute
Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was
A lot about livin' and a little 'bout love

Well we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy
I was willin' but she wasn't ready
So I settled for a burger and a grape sno-cone
I dropped her off early but I didn't go home

(Chorus)

(First and Second Verses)

She's been playing in a room on a strip
For ten years in Vegas
Every night she looks in the mirror
But she only ages
She's been reading about Nashville and all
The records that everybody's buying
Says 'I'm a simple girl myself
Grew up on Long Island'
So she packs her bags to try her hand
Says this might be my last chance

She's gone country, look at them boots
She's gone country, back to her roots
She's gone country, a new kind of suit
She's gone country, here she comes

Well the folk scene is dead
But he's holding out in the village
He's been writing songs speaking out
Against wealth and privilege
He says 'I don't believe in money
But a man could make him a killin'
Cause some of that stuff don't sound
Much different than Dylan
I hear down there it's changed you see
They're not as backwards as they used to be'

He's gone country, look at them boots
He's gone country, back to his roots
He's gone country, a new kind of suit
He's gone country, here he comes

He commutes to LA
But he's got a house in the valley
But the bills are piling up
And the pop scene just ain't on the rally
He says 'Honey I'm a serious composer
Schooled in voice and composition
But with the crime and the smog these days
This ain't no place for children
Lord it sounds so easy it shouldn't take long
Be back in the money in no time at all'

He's gone country, look at them boots
He's gone country, back to his roots
He's gone country, a new kind of suit
He's gone country, here he comes
Yeah he's gone country, a new kind of walk
He's gone country, a new kind of talk
He's gone country, look at them boots
He's gone country, oh back to his roots

He's gone country
He's gone country
Everybody's gone country
Yeah we've gone country
The whole world's gone country

(Don Williams)

First I get cold and hot
Think I'm on fire, but I'm not.
Oh, what a pain I've got,
It must be love

There's nothing I can do,
All that I want is you.
Look what I'm going through,
It must be love

It must be love, it must be love.
I fall like a sparrow and fly like a dove.
You must be the dream I been dreaming of,
Oh what a feeling, it must be love

Something is wrong or right,
I think of you all night.
Can't sleep 'til morning light,
It must be love

Seeing you in my dreams,
Holding you close to me.
Oh, what else can it be?
It must be love

It must be love, it must be love.
I fall like a sparrow and fly like a dove.
You must be the dream I been dreaming of

(Alan Jackson/Don Sampson)

Midnight in Montgomery, silver eagle, lonely road
I was on my way to Mobile for a big New Years Eve show
I stopped for just a minute to see a friend outside of town
Put my collar up, found his name, and felt the wind die down

Then a drunken man in a cowboy suit took me by surprise
Wearing shiny boots, a Nudi suit and haunting haunted eyes
He said 'Friend it's good to see you, it's nice to know you care'
Then the wind picked up and he was gone
Was he ever really there

'Cause it's midnight in Montgomery
Just hear that whippoorwill
See the stars light up the purple sky
Feel that lonesome chill
When the wind it's right, you'll hear his songs
Smell whiskey in the air
Midnight in Montgomery
He's always singing there

I climbed back on my eagle, took one last look around
Through red tail lights a shadow moved slow across the ground
Off somewhere a midnight train is slowly passing by
I could hear that whistle moaning
I'm so lonesome I could cry

'Cause it's midnight in Montgomery
Just hear that whippoorwill
See the stars light up the purple sky
Feel that lonesome chill
When the wind it's right, you'll hear his songs
Smell whiskey in the air
Midnight in Montgomery
He's always singing there
He's always singing there
Hank's always singing there

(Alan Jackson/Jim McBride)

Daddy won a radio
Tuned it to a country show
I was rocking in the cradle to the crying of a steel guitar
Mama used to sing to me
She taught me that sweet harmony
Now she worries 'cause she never thought
I'd ever really take it this far
Singing in the bars and

Chasin' the neon rainbow
Livin' that honky tonk dream
'Cause all I've ever wanted
Is too pick this guitar and sing
Just trying to be somebody
Just wanna be heard and seen
Chasin' that neon rainbow
Livin' that honky tonk dream

An atlas and a coffe cup
Five pickers in an old Dodge truck
Heading down to Houston for a show on Saturday night
This overhead is killing me
Half the time I sing for free
But when the crowd's into it
Lord it makes this thing I doing seem right
Standing in the spotlight

Chasin' the neon rainbow
Livin' that honky tonk dream
'Cause all I've ever wanted
Is too pick this guitar and sing
Just trying to be somebody
Just wanna be heard and seen
Chasin' that neon rainbow
Livin' that honky tonk dream

Daddy's got a radio
He won it thrity years ago
He said 'Son I just now we're gonna hear you singing on it someday' I
made it up to Music Row Lordy don't the wheels turn slow But I wouldn't
trade a minute I wouldn't have it any other way Just show me to the
stage

I'm chasin' the neon rainbow
Livin' that honky tonk dream
'Cause all I've ever wanted
Is too pick this guitar and sing
Just trying to be somebody
Just wanna be heard and seen
Chasin' that neon rainbow
Livin' that honky tonk dream
I'm chasin' the neon rainbow

(Alan Jackson/Roger Murrah/Keith Stegall)

Don't rock the jukebox
I wanna hear some Jones
Cause my heart ain't ready
For the Rolling Stones
I don't feel like rocking
Since my baby's gone
So don't rock the jukebox
Play me a country song

Before you drop that quarter
Keep one thing in mind
You got a heartbroke hillbilly
Standing here in line
I've been down and lonely
Ever since she left
Before you punch that number
May I make one request

Don't rock the jukebox
I wanna hear some Jones
Cause my heart ain't ready
For the Rolling Stones
I don't feel like rocking
Since my baby's gone
So don't rock the jukebox
Play me a country song

I ain't got nothing
Against rock and roll
But when your heart's been broken
You need a song that's slow
There ain't nothing like a steel guitar
To drown a memory
Before you spend your money baby
Play a song for me

Don't rock the jukebox
I wanna hear some Jones
Cause my heart ain't ready
For the Rolling Stones
I don't feel like rocking
Since my baby's gone
So don't rock the jukebox
Play me a country song
Don't rock the jukebox
Play me a country song

(Robert L Geddins/KC Douglas)

Well if I had money
Tell you what I'd do
I'd go downtown and buy a Mercury or two
Crazy bout a Mercury
Lord I'm crazy bout a Mercury
I'm gonna buy me a Mercury 
And cruise it up and down the road

Well the girl I love
I stole her from a friend
He got lucky, stole her back again
She heard he had a Mercury
Lord she's crazy bout a Mercury
I'm gonna buy me a Mercury
And cruise it up and down the road

Well hey now mama
You look so fine ridin round in your Mercury 49
Crazy bout a Mercury
lord I'm crazy bout a Mercury
I'm gonna buy me a Mercury
And cruise it up and down the road

Well my baby went out
She didn't stay long
Bought herself a Mercury, come a cruisin home
She's crazy bout a Mercury
Yeah she's crazy bout a Mercury
And cruise it up and down the road

Well if I had money
I tell you what I'd do
I'd go downtown and buy me a Mercury or two
Crazy bout a Mercury
I'm gonna buy me a Mercury

Cowboys don't cry, and heroes don't die 
Good always wins, again and again 
Love is a sweet dream that always comes true 
Oh, if life were like the movies, I'd never be blue 

CHORUS 
But here in the real world 
It's not that easy at all 
'Cause when hearts get broken 
It's real tears that fall 
And darlin' it's sad but true 
But the one thing I've learned from you 
Is how the boy don't always get the girl 
Here in the real world 

I gave you my love, but that wasn't enough 
To hold your heart when times got rough 
And tonight on that silver screen 
It'll end like it should 
Two lovers will make it through 
Like I hoped we would 
repeat 

REPEAT CHORUS 

No, the boy don't always get the girl 

(Nat Stuckey)

Pop a top again 
I just got time for one more round 
Sit 'em up my friends 
Then I'll be gone 
Then you can let some other fool sit down 

I'd like for you'd to listen to a joke I heard today 
From a woman who said she was through and calmly walked away 
I'd tried to smile and did a while it felt so outta place 
Did you ever hear of a clown with tears drops streaming down his face.

Pop a top again 
I think I'll have another round 
Sit 'em up my friend 
Then I'll be gone and you can let some other fool sit down.

Home for me is misery and here I am wasting time 
Cause a row of fools on a row of stools is not what's on my mind 
But then you see her leaving me it's not what I prefer 
So it's either here just drinking beer or at home remembering her.

Pop a top again 
I think I'll have another round 
Sit 'em up my friend 
Then I'll be gone and you can let some other fool sit down 

(Mark D. Sanders/Tim Nichols/Tia Sillars)

If money grew on hackberry trees,
If time wasn't such a luxury;
If love was lovesick over me:
That'd be alright.

If I could keep the wind in my sails,
Keep a hold of the tiger by the tail;
A half a ham sandwich in my lunch pail:
That'd be alright.

Yeah, that'd be alright.
That'd be alright.
If everybody, everywhere,
Had a lighter load to bear,
And a little bigger piece of the pie.
We'd be livin' us a pretty good life,
And that'd be alright.

Hey, go heavy on the good and light on the bad,
A hair more happy and a shade less sad.
Turn all that negative down just a tad:
That'd be alright.

If my dear ol' dog never got old,
If my family farm never got sold.
If another bad joke never got told:
That'd be alright. 

Yeah, that'd be alright.
Yeah, that'd be alright.
If everybody, everywhere,
Had a lighter load to bear,
And a little bigger piece of the pie.
We'd be livin' us a pretty good life,
And that'd be alright.

Yeah, that'd be alright.
That'd be alright.
If everybody, everywhere,
Had a lighter load to bear,
And a little bigger piece of the pie.
We'd be livin' us a pretty good life,
That'd be alright.

Yeah, that'd be alright.
That'd be alright.
If everybody, everywhere,
Had a lighter load to bear,
And a little bigger piece of the pie.
We'd be livin' us a pretty good life,
And that'd be alright.

Yeah, that'd be alright.
That'd be alright.

Yeah, that'd be alright.
That'd be alright.

That'd be alright.

(Alan Jackson, Ron Jackson, Andy Loffin)

Well I was sitting in a roadhouse down on highway 41
You were wiping off some ketchup on a table that was done
I know you didn't see me, I was in a corner booth
Of course you weren't my waitress mine was missing her front tooth 
So I flagged you down for coffee 
But I couldn't say a thing 
But I'm in love with you baby and I don't even know your name

I'm in love with you baby, I don't even know your name
I've never been to good at all these sexual games
So maybe it's just better if we leave it this way
I'm in love with you baby and I don't even know your name

So I ordered straight tequila, a little courage in a shot
I asked you for a date and then I asked to tie the knot
I got a little wasted, yeah I went a little far
But I finally got to hug you when you helped me to my car
The last thing I remember I heard myself say
I'm in love with you baby, I don't even know your name

I'm in love with you baby, I don't even know your name
I've never been to good at all these sexual games
So maybe it's just better if we leave it this way
I'm in love with you baby and I don't even know your name

The next thing I remember, I was hearing wedding bells
Standing by a woman in a long white lacy veil
I raised the veil, she smiled at me without her left front tooth
And I said 'Where the heel am I and just who the hell are you?'
She said 'I was your waitress and our last name's now the same'
'Cause I;m married to you baby and I don't even know your name

I'm married to a waitress, I don't even know her name
I've never been to good at all these sexual games
I never thought my love life would quite turn out this way
Hey I'm married to a waitress and I don't even know her name

(Alan Jackson)

Here I am all alone again tonight
In this old empty house
It's hard to learn what you don't think you need
You can't live without
Never leave the sound of the telephone
But ever since you left
I've been gone

(Chorus)
Gone carzy, goin' out of my mind
I've asked myself the reasons, 
at least least thousand times
Goin' up and down this hallway
Tryin' to leave the pain behind
Ever since you left, I've been gone

I never saw your face this many times
When you were really here
The things you said I never understood
Are now crystal clear
I never spent this much time at home
But ever since you left,
I've been gone

(Chorus)

(Alan Jackson)

When I look into your soft green eyes
And when I see your delicate body
Revealed to me as you slip off your dress
I'm reminded that what I feel for you
Will remain strong and true
Long after the pleasures of the flesh and

I'll go on loving you
I'll go on loving you
I'll go on loving you

And be it the wind or the rain
Or the moon up in the sky
The spin of the earth 
Or the change in the tides
I don't know what brought us together
What strange forces of nature
Conspired to construct
The present from the past but

Chorus:

When I look into your soft green eyes
And when I see your delicate body
Revealed to me as you slip off your dress
I'm reminded that what I feel for you
Will remain strong and true
Long after the pleasures of the flesh and

(Alan Jackson)

I remember walk'in round the court square sidewalk
Lookin' in windows at things I couldn't want 
There's johnson's hardware and morgans jewelry
And the ol' Lee king's apothecary
They ware the little man
The little man

I go back now and the stores are all empty
Except for an old coke sign from 1950
Boarded up like they never existed
Or renovated and called historic districts
There goes the little man
There goes the little man

Chorus:

Now the court square's just a set of streets
That the people go round but they seldom think
Bout the little man that built this town
Before the big money shut em down
And killed the little man
Oh the little man

He pumped your gas and he cleaned your glass
And one cold rainy night he fixed your flat
The new stores came where you do it yourself
You buy a lotto ticket and food off the shelf
Forget about the little man
Forget about that little man

He hung on there for a few more years
But he couldn't sell slurpees
And he wouldn't sell beer
Now the bank rents the station
To a down the road
And sell velvet Elvis and
Second-hand clothes
There goes little man
There goes another little man

Now the are lined up in a concrete strip
You can buy the world with just one trip
And save a penny cause it's jumbo size
They don't even realize
They'er killin' the little man
Oh the little man

It wasn't long when I was a child
An old black man came with his plow
He broke the ground where we grew our garden
Back before we'd all forgot
about the little man
The little man
Long live the little man 
God bless the little man

(Jerry Hayes)

Everywhere you look you can write a book
On the trouble of a woman and a man
But you can not impose you can't stick your nose
Into something that you don't understand

But still you wonder
Who's cheatin' who, who's being true
Who don't even care anymore
It makes you wonder
Who's doing right with someone tonight
And who's car is parked next door

I thought I knew her well I really couldn't tell
That she had another lover on her mind
You see it felt so right when she held me tight
How could I be so blind

But still you wonder
Who's cheatin' who, who's being true
Who don't even care anymore
It makes you wonder
Who's doing right with someone tonight
And who's car is parked next door

A heart is on the line each and every time
Love is stolen in the shadows of the night
Though it's wrong all along it keeps going on
As long as you keep in outta sight

But still you wonder
Who's cheatin' who, who's being true
Who don't even care anymore
It makes you wonder
Who's doing right with someone tonight
And who's car is parked next door

(Eddie Cochran/Jerry Capehart)

Well I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler
About workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar
Everytime I call my baby, to try to get a date
My boss says, "No dice, son, you gotta work late"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Well my mom 'n' papa told me, "Son, you gotta make some money
If you wanna use the car to go ridin' next Sunday"
Well I didn't go to work, told the boss I was sick
"Now you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a vacation
I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nation
Well I called my congressman and he said quote
"I'd like to help you son, but you're too young to vote"
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Well I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm gonna raise a holler
About workin' all summer just to try an' earn a dollar
Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Yeah, sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
No there ain't no cure for the summertime blues