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Harpin' on a Riff: The Best of Charlie Musselwhite (Charlie Musselwhite) · A Circus Leaving Town (Philip Claypool) · Charlie Ventura Concert Featuring the Charlie Ventura Septet (Charlie Ventura) · H-Town to the A-Town (Hutchinson, Hutch) · M-Town 2 H-Town (O.G. Ron C.) · At Town Hall/Mercer & Short: Second Town Hall Concert (Mabel Mercer) · Town to Town (Phil Keaggy) · Town to Town/Ph'lip Side/Play Thru Me (Phil Keaggy) · Town to Town (Tanya Savory) · Town By Town (Yonder Mountain String Band) – and 90 other albums »


everybody's leaving town

Some gotta win, some gotta lose
Good time, Charlie's got the blues
and settle down.
Everybody?s leaving town.

Some gotta win! Some gotta lose!
Good time Charlie's got the blues!
Good time Charlie's got the blues!
Yeah three by three, yeah four by four

Hey fellows, better change your ways,
Or they'll be leaving this town in a matter of days,
One day, one day
to make your life better 
By leaving town, leaving town 

Pack your bags, your smokes in your pocket 
You're wearing my locket around your neck 
Take
[Chorus:]
You're nobody in this town
You're nobody in this crowd
You're nobody till everybody in this town
Thinks you're poison,
Got your number knows it
turned all around you
I shoulda known the day I found you
You'd be leaving me behind
* the whole town,
The whole town's talkin'
The whole town
The whole
build a snowman 
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown 
He'll say, are you married? 
We'll say, no man, 
But you can do the job 
When you're in town
Someone come in say "Hey man, anyone got
Any Jumper Cables, is that a 6 or a 12 volt?"
And all the studs in town would toss 'em down
And claim to fame
[Chorus]
You're nobody in this town
You're nobody in this crowd
You're nobody 'til everybody in this town
Thinks you're poison,
Got your number knows it
mess

[Chorus]

If by chance your car breaks down
Keep your ear close to the ground
You might end up on the wrong side of town
What can you do?
I'll be by your side when the chips are down
I know you had some problems but I'm here now
You'll never be alone long as I'm around
Good hearts
Well, you told me when we met
Your love would last forevermore
And it took me by surprise
When you up and walked out the door
Been suffering
the time to die
Then he would come and go like this
Underneath a painted sky

She woke up and called him "Charlie" by mistake
And then in shame began
Where the fuck are they from ffffff Flint town

My name is Ira Dorsey
Let my name be known
I'm the man that's killin bitches
Leaving stitches in nigga's
To justify
You turned around and life's
Passed you by
Passed you by, again

Think of me when you're coming down
But don't look back when leaving town
Thinkin' November bout the time that we had just walkin' by the stone walls
No Sally don't get down, cause I've been lookin' all over town
For a brand new
as you burn me, baby  
I should be ashes by now

Just like a wild fire  
You're running all over town
As much as you burn me, baby  
I should be
Cold cop feet
Drive slow
Watch the houses disappear row by row
Head hurts
Sweatshirts
Eyes to the ground, a town of introverts
Cold sweat
Get
and tired (sick and tired).

All you fellas better change your ways,
Yeah, leaving this town in a matter of days,
Girls are good, you better treat 'em
and tired (sick and tired).

All you fellas better change your ways,
Yeah, leaving this town in a matter of days,
Girls are good, you better treat 'em
and life's passed you by
Think of me when you're coming down
But don't look back when leaving town
Oh think of me when he's calling out
But don't look back
and blue
(Scent of an angel)
Ah, expensive habit sure took one hold of you

Crawling in on a Sunday
And leaving town on Monday
There's a whole world
Ah to be up and leaving this town
Heading down an open road
To New Orleans, maybe Mexico

The whole world topsy turvy, you feel like you're
fire you're running all over town 
As much as you burn me baby I should be ashes by now 

The second street beggars alone in their life 
Drunk
children running around,
Everybody's somebody in an old hill country town!
Dirt daubers humming, see the stickle burrs on your sock,
Sure signs you spent