Lyrics:
Gadsden, Alabama
My name is Wayne, I'm from Alabama
Here's the back story
I just fell off the turnip truck with Ernest Tubb
I'm 33, I've got 3 kids
the tourists in and Ray keeps them away
Let there be country and let the country play
Let there be country
Ernest Tubb's got all of the soul he's had for
name was branded in
pure gold. I began to read some of them as I turned the pages: Red Foley,
Ernest Tubb, Gene Autry, Roy Acuff, Eddy Arnold,
pure gold. I began to read some of them as I turned the pages: Red Foley, Ernest Tubb, Gene Autry,
Roy Acuff, Eddy Arnold, Tennessee Ernie, Jimmy Dean,
name was branded in
pure gold. I began to read some of them as I turned the pages: Red Foley,
Ernest Tubb, Gene Autry, Roy Acuff, Eddy Arnold,
Like memories of yesterday (day, day, day)
Ninety-six gon' be that year
Nine, nine, ninety-six gon' be that year (yeah)
Ninety-six gon' be that year
Like memories of yesterday (day, day, day)
Ninety-six gon' be that year
Nine, nine, ninety-six gon' be that year (yeah)
Ninety-six gon' be that year
hold dear
Just a thousand bars a big brick wall and a sentence of ninety-nine years
I kissed my darling on her tender lips and they took me by the hand
Ninety-nine years is a long long time to bust your back and the heart of mine
You sweat so much you can't cry tears when you stop to think about
Ninety-Nine & Me
Spoken :
Alright now, I'd like to tell you all a story about me and my brother Billy T.
You see , now when we were just little
working by the sea
I've been working near them cane fields
And I wanna be free
Well ninety nine years is a long long long time
Ninety nine years is
unsatisfactory trial
They gave me ninety-nine years on the hard rock pile
Ninety and nine on the hard rock ground
And all I ever did was shoot a deputy down
got to stop.'
[You gotta point there judge.]
It was a most unsatisfactory trial.
They gave me ninety-nine years on the hard rock pile.
Ninety
Tell me the trouble, tell me once to my ear
Turn, turn, turn again
Joliet prison and ninety-nine years
Turn, turn to the rain and the wind
Oh what's
/Helen sits by the window
in her vintage living room
looking out at the water
waiting for her moon
C1 for over ninety years
she's lived at this lake
to the rain and the wind
"Tell me the trouble,
Tell me once to my ear"
Turn, turn, turn again
"Joliet prison and ninety-nine years"
Turn, turn,
it on
Look for me
Lost in the whirlwind, ninety-six, Bonnie and Clyde
Me and my girlfriend, do one-eighty-five when we ride
Trapped in this world
sentences were now self-destruct
The aforementioned Aunt Barbara Galvan was also a regular poetry contestant
Every year, she related to me that about 8 or 9
on me
The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen
Ninety nine years in the Folsom pen
Ninety nine years underneath that ground
I can't forget today
Shh the baby is sleeping
A blind date with CNN a click ouch
A click of beer man, that's the 10 year old
Motherfucking deep space evil
Nine
and the burnt out vans
I've got ninety-nine years of laying in the dark
And I'm far too young to lie
I've got ninety-nine ways to play my guitar
It's going
and the burnt out vans
I've got ninety-nine years of laying in the dark
And I'm far too young to lie
I've got ninety-nine ways to play my guitar
It's going
Don't look at me at least I tried
I hired an empathy coach for four ninety-nine
I needed the help I didn't have the time
To relate to my father, is
and the burnt out vans
I've got ninety-nine years of laying in the dark
And I'm far too young to lie
I've got ninety-nine ways to play my guitar
It's going
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