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of the Southland

And the day Duane Allman died
With Barry Oakley by his side
They took one last midnight ride

We are brothers of the Southland
Singers in
platter
The one word i use to describe your action would be scatter
Simply dash away or get fryed like diamonds hittel way HOT!
Now here's the brand new
knows where
I don't know and I don't care
If you aint got money don't despair
'Cause you don't have to pay no fare

Please now brother don't you ride
wedding band to fit your hand like a brand new glove
So won't you come and ride upon my wagon load of love

I've got a wagon load of things to keep us
You can catch it if you want to ride 
Don't you worry if it pass you by 
You can catch it if you want to ride 
Don't you worry if it pass you by
Come and listen, won't you brother?
Have you heard or don't you know
There's a train that's bound for glory?
Will you ride it when it goes?

Have you
You can catch it if you want to ride 
Don't you worry if it pass you by 
You can catch it if you want to ride 
Don't you worry if it pass you by
of lookin' back

Through the shadowland
Like a silver band
Got no kind of plan
I ride the border train
Somewhere new to be
Light the way for me
Moon
hangin' with the drummer
When a big dude attitude grabbed me by the collar
I looked at him and said, "its all good brother"

I'm with the band
Hired
chuck the chuck wagon and we'll ride away

If I were a winsome pale senorita
And I a bull-fighter, way down in the sand
While the band kept on playing
and lonely ride
But if I got a call in the dead of the night
I'd be right by your side

Blood on blood, blood on blood

Blood on blood
One on one
We'd
the chuck wagon
And we'll ride away

If I were a winsome pale senorita
And I a bull-fighter, down in the sand
While the band kept on playing

That old
and memory fade away
We got our own roads to ride and chances we gotta take
We stood side by side each one fightin' for the other
We said until we died we'd
hear your voice
Whoa oh, what I want to know, how does the song go?

Come hear uncle John's band by the riverside
Got some things to talk about here
wagon
And we'll ride away

If I were a winsome pale senorita
And I a bull-fighter, down in the sand
While the band kept on playing

That old Paso Doble
say
We used to dance the night away

Me and my sister me and my brother
We used to walk down by the river
Mama lives in Mandeville
I can hardly
Momma's drinkin' Moonshine all alone
Tommy don't know what his brother's done tonight

Sunrise you brought me back
Live to ride again

Father, Son,
U.S.H.E.R R.A.Y.M.O.N.D,
And I just wanna do right by my lady,
But lately I been slippin' up, fantasies bout dimes on the side,
Dark tint on my ride, I
a long and lonely ride
But if I got a call in the dead of the night
I'd be right by your side

Blood on blood, blood on blood

Blood on blood
One
Johnny Cash: If I drove a truck
June Carter: And I were a waitress
Johnny: And I ordered coffee
June: And I poured you some

Both: Then you'd stop by
known
I'd lie with my brother in Vicksburg

And the band they played that Garryowen
Brass was shin, flags a flowin'
I swear if I had only known, I'd lie
a buck, 
Get up, make a buck. 
The stolen dark 
Please don't [muffled]. 

What you need [band]
How can I? 
What you need [band] 
How can I? 
What
hear your voice
Whoa oh, what I want to know, how does the song go?

Come hear uncle John's band by the riverside
Got some things to talk about here
a drive-by
Ride by, kill 'em like a drive-by

Drive by in a Wrath, nigga, big dog
Shot the bitch all in the face, then I told her wipe off
Then I had
I worked at a place
Where the bands came through
Some of them rang false
And some rang true
I'd stick around
After they played
To see how