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By David Allan Coe

I'VE DONE SOME RAMBLING DOWN IN MISSISSIPPI

I'VE DONE SOME TIME IN TENNESSEE

I SERVER MY SENTENCE IN A FENDER TWIN AMPLIFIER
[Spoken]

DAVID ALLAN COE

I thought what was cool, was... uh, rockin' Rita
Looking for a Dimebag, like, people who don't
Know who you are think it's
By David Allan Coe

Dedicated to lovers everywhere. May you always find something in my music to believe in and hold you together.

THERE AIN'T
Writer David Allan Coe

Would you hold on to my hand when I get lonely
Could I come to you whenever I'm in need
Would you always have a place for me
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name

Well I've heard my name a few times in your phone book
(Hello,
By David Allan Coe

Dedicated to Dr. Martin Scheid who saved my life when my appendix busted in Houston, and to all the people who came to my last
By David Allan Coe

She's hard to get started
She's always so cold
In the mornings I find her -
She's looking so old
There's so many miles
I've been
the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name

Well, I've heard my name
A few times in your phone book
the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name

Well, I've heard my name
A few times in your phone book
This is David Allan Coe and the Cowboys From Hell,
And everything we do, we do 110%. That's the
Bottom line, and that means no compromise.

I'm
the rain.
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'.
You never even called me by my name.

Well I've heard my name a few times in your phone book.
the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name

Well, I've heard my name
A few times in your phone book
is, uh, David Allan Coe 
Well I was messed up bad, and he was messed up right 
And me and him, well we almost got in a fight 
But we ended up at this
songwriter 
I'm a pretty neat thinker
I'm glad you came to see me put on a show
My name is David Allan Coe I came to let you know that..

[Chorus]
I've
that
And Charlie Daniels playing fiddle underneath that hat
And John and June are goin' back and forth again
And David Allan Coe is singing 'bout his
that
And Charlie Daniels playing fiddle underneath that hat
And John and June are goin' back and forth again
And David Allan Coe is singing 'bout his
Yeah! and I've set up and turned out this state
With my own two hands
We've traveled this land packed tight in minivans
And all this for the fans,
and sittin' and layin' in line

First they'll do a little singin', then hear a little preachin'
And get saved for the 3rd time this week
A bowl of soup
hand to dope addiction

[Pre Chorus:]  Drownin' in Whiskey, drownin' in gin.  
	         Getting gauge daily by my so-called friends
	         Born
darlin'
You never even call me by my name.

You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charley Pride
And you don't have to call
back
I never wanted any part of that
I'm proud to say that I love this place
Good ole small town U-S-A

Give me a Saturday night my baby by my side
David
what's up now nigga



Verse 4 

(David Banner)



North Mississippi in this bastard

Fuck around my nizzle and get your whole body plastered

I remember
Broken and frail
I'm clay in Your hands
And I'm spinning unconcealed
Dizzy on this wheel
For You my Love

I'm like Peter crying
Crowing burning my
man's a living legend"
She said, "Reakky? I thought he was new"

She don't like to play my kind of music
She's never heard of David Allen Coe
But she
Bandits
It’s that country hip-hop with this white trash renegade
Stayin' real motherfuckers till they put us in the grave.

Pistol in my pocket, now it’s