Альбом Gretchen Wilson

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Five of the PM rolls around, there's a little old joint outside of town
I only got time for a couple of beers and a juke box song ringing in my ears
The next you know the bar tenders pouring, shots are flowing, got me stoning
All I really know is that I should be going, but I'm soaking from the moment

Am all jacked up, all jacked up
Don't believe I've ever had this much.
One thing I've learned when you get tore up
Time sure flies when you're all jacked up

It was getting mighty close to nice o'clock, what the hell I had one more shot.
Then I winked at a boy at the end of the bar, guess I mighta musta gone a little
too far.
Cause a big ole girl walked outta the blue, 10 foot 2 with a bad attitude
Stepped right up and knocked out my tooth, guess I had it coming I deserved the
due

Cos I was all jacked up, all jacked up,
Don't believe I've ever had this much.
One thing I've learned when you get tore up
Don't start no stuff when you're all jacked up.

Don't have to go home but you can't stay here,
That's what they said when I got my last beer.
Oh my God, its 2 o'clock, I can't find my keys and my trucks locked
So I grabbed a tire tool and I broke my window, hurt my elbow got me in though
Two foot later backed into the light pole, all the town folk got a good choke

All jacked up, all jacked up
Don't believe I've ever had this much.
One thing I've learned when you get tore up
Don't drive you truck when you're all jacked up

Jacked up
(all jacked up, all jacked up)
oooooooooo

One thing I've learned when you get tore up;
Don't start no stuff when you're all jacked up.

One thing I've learned when you get tore up……
Don't drive your car
Don't start no stuff in no bar
Hell I wouldn't tell anybody where you are
When you're all jacked up

All Jacked up
All Jacked up
All Jacked up

Well I ain't never had a problem with California
There's a lot of good women, Sacramento to Corona
But them Hollywood types, after a while wear on ya
Strutin' around in their size zeros,
Skinny little girls no meat on their bones
Never even heard of George Jones

CHORUS
Ain't you glad we ain't no California girls
Ain't you glad there's still a few of us left, who know how to rock your world
Ain't afraid to eat fried chicken and dirty dance to Merle
Ain't you glad we ain't no California girls

There ain't nothing wrong with plastic surgery
Well, Dolly Parton never looked so good to me
Everybody oughta be exactly who they want to be
But that Paris Hilton gets under my skin
With her big fake smile and her painted on skin
Never had a chance at a real man

I'm a mother, I'm a lover
A chef, a referee
I'm a doctor, and a chauffeur
Seven days a week
I ain't asking for a medal
Yeah I know you work too
I'd just like a little credit
Where credit is due

Chorus:
It's the hardest gig I've ever known
I work my fingers to the bone
Yeah the dishes and the diapers never stop
Lousy pay, there ain't no 401K
I know this may come as a shock
But this here's a full time job

Well I'm takin' a vacation
I could use a little fun
I'll be sipping on the silence
And soaking up the sun
I'm leaving you my apron
You can try it on for size
You said there's nothing to it
So I'm sure you'll be fine

Repeat Chorus

In a day or maybe two
You'll be changin' your tune
By then You'll be ready to drop
Workin' my full time job

Chorus:
Don't need no diamond ring
Don't want a bunch of bling bling
The only thing I really need
Is a man with a skoal ring
Don't have to be wined and dined
We can stay home every night
I can do without anything
Except a man with a skoal ring

He works a ten hour shift
And comes home right on time
He don't complain a bit
When I get out of line
He ain't rich and
He might have a little dirt on his hands
But that worn-out circle on his jeans
Makes him my kind of man

First 4 lines of Chorus

I've always been a bandit girl
And he's a long cut man
Somehow we still get along with
Different color cans
When that boy comes home from work
Smellin' like the farm
That berry blend on his lips
Still turns me on

Repeat Chorus

The one thing that gets to me

Look at her, my God she's dancing out there romancing in her new lover's arms.
If he were here to see how she's acting.
If he could hear her laughing it would break his broken heart.

Cause he ain't even cold yet. The tears haven't dried yet.
It's not written in stone yet as far as he is concerned.
He ain't even cold yet, the fire's still burning
She laid his love to rest, showing no regrets, Lord he ain't even cold yet.

If he found out, Lord it would kill him.
Cause he is still living in yesterday
Whoever tells him that she is not grieving would just be leaving flowers on his
grave

But he ain't even cold yet, the tears have not dried yet.
It's not written in stone yet, as far as he is concerned.
He ain't even cold yet, the fire's still burning.
She laid his love to rest, showing no regrets, Lord he ain't even cold yet.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Grand ole Opry here in Nashville,
Tennessee. All the way from Pocahontas, Illinois, it's Gretchen Wilson.

(Chorus:)
Well I'm one bud wiser than i was a minute ago.
I found an equalizer that makes his memory a no show.
And I won't be jonesin' for his lovin' anymore,
cause I'm one bud wiser than I was a minute ago.

I dropped a quarter, played Golden Ring on the jukebox.
Placed my order with the guy behind the bar.
And when he handed me a cold one, well I said, "Keep the change, Darlin'."
And as I drank it down, I felt the healing start.

(Chorus)

When he left me, he took my brand-new Silverado.
I started thumbin' and I finally hitched a ride.
I just came in here to drink a beer and watch the rednecks fight.
Now I don't feel so bad goin' home alone tonight.

(Chorus)

And I won't be jonsein' for his lovin' any more,
cause I'm one bud wiser than I was a minute ago.

(feat. Merle Haggard)

I'm for the low man on the totem pole
And I'm for the underdog God bless his soul
And I'm for the guys still pulling third shift
And the single mom raisin' her kids
I'm for the preachers who stay on their knees
And I'm for the sinner who finally believes
And I'm for the farmer with dirt on his hands
And the soldiers who fight for this land

Chorus:

And I'm for the Bible and I'm for the flag
And I'm for the working man, me and ol' hag
I'm just one of many
Who can't get no respect
Politically uncorrect

(Merle Haggard)
I guess my opinion is all out of style
(Gretchen Wilson)
Aw, but don't get me started cause I can get riled
And I'll make a fight for the forefathers plan
(Merle Haggard)
And the world already knows where I stand

Repeat Chorus

(Merle Haggard)
Nothing wrong with the Bible, nothing wrong with the flag
(Gretchen Wilson)
Nothing wrong with the working man me & ol' hag
We're just some of many who can't get no respect
Politically uncorrect
(Merle Haggard)

I don't feel like loving you today
So don't you even try to change my mind
The best thing you can do right now is just go away
'Cause I don't feel like loving you today

I don't want to talk about last night
I'm angry and I haven't had much sleep
I'm so bloodshot there ain't no tellin' what I'd say
'Cause I don't feel like loving you today

But you know I will anyway
Even though we make it hard sometimes
I'll wind up forgiving you
And probably loving you for the rest of my life

But I don't feel like loving you today
And I've got 16 hours left to go
I might tell you that I'm leaving
Even though you know I'll stay
'Cause I don't feel like loving you today

But you know I will anyway
Even though we make it hard sometimes
I'll wind up forgiving you
And probably loving you for the rest of my life

But I don't feel like loving you today

Rebel Child.....

Rebel Child, won't you heed my warning…
One of these days the rain will come pouring
Some of those sunshine blue, sky mornings…might just turn to gray

I understand, why you do the things you do
There was a time, when I was just like you
I know right now, you think you know it all
There's no way that you can break, no way you can fall

Rebel Child, won't you heed my warning
One of these days the rain will come pouring
Some of those sunshine blue, sky mornings, might just turn to gray…

Cuz I've been there and I know what your thinking
You're flying high but someday you'll blink and
That cloud you're on will just start sinking
Don't wait 'til it's too late.

Oh, oh, oh Rebel Child

I know you can't learn from my mistakes
You got your own… roads you gotta take
And they might look… like they're paved with gold
Just remember that you'll have to reap… all the seeds you sow

Rebel Child, won't you heed my warning…
One of these days the rain will come pouring…
Some of those sunshine blue, sky mornings might just turn to gray…

I've been there and I know what your thinking
You're flying high, but someday you'll blink and
That cloud you're on will just start sinking
Don't wait 'til it's too late.

Oh, oh, oh Rebel Child
Oh, oh, oh Rebel Child

Keep your feet on the ground, one on eye on heaven
Do a lot of forgiving, not much forgetting
And remember life is one big lesson

Rebel Child won't you heed my warning…
One of these days the rain will come pouring…
Some of those sunshine blue, sky mornings might just turn to gray…

I've been there and I know what your thinking
You're flying high but someday you'll blink and
That cloud you're on will just start sinking
Don't wait 'til it's too late.

Oh, oh, oh Rebel Child
Oh, oh, oh Rebel Child

I've been chasing rainbows all my life
Still haven't found that pot of gold
Send my prayers to heaven every night
Just close my eyes and let 'em go

Seems like everybody has got one up on me
Someone tell me what I'm 'sposed to do

Why does the sun always shine
On the other side, on the other side
Why does it always have to be
Always raining, always raining on me

Seems like I've been standing under the clouds
And its always been that way
Ain't no silver lining, to be found
Everywhere I look it's just another shade of grey
Oh, yes it is

And I don't know why and I don't know when
And I don't know where to begin

Why does the sun always shine
On the other side, on the other side
Why does it always have to be
Always raining, always raining on me

I know there's a rainbow hiding just beyond the clouds
So I'll keep on keepin' on, ain't gonna let it get me down
I won't let it get me down
Ooo-yeah-ee, yeaaaah

Why does the sun always shine
On the other side, on the other side
Why does it always have to be
Always raining, always raining on me

Always raining on me, always raining on me
Always raining on me, always raining on me

I stood behind that bar 'til closing time
I served cold beer, warm whiskey and rot-gut wine
Now I'm up here on the stage, everybody knows my name
And I can't believe how long they wait in my autograph line

Not bad for a bartender or an eighth grade education
Pretty good for a back woods girl, who had to make it on her own
I'm on the stools out in bar these days buying everyone a round
Ain't it funny how the tables turned
Not bad for a bartender

Swinging doors and cleaning floors is all I'd ever know
And out of no where somehow I found my yellow brick road
So when you're broke and paying dues, look at me I'm living proof
And if there's hope for me , I know there's hope for you

Not bad for a bartender or an eighth grade education
Pretty good for a back woods girl, who had to make it on her own
I'm on the stools out in bar these days buying everyone a round
Ain't it funny how the tables turned
Not bad for a bartender

I'm on the stools out in bar these days buying everyone a round
Ain't it funny how the tables turned
Not bad for a bartender

Ain't it funny how the tables turned

Four players, one microphone, one voice, one take

Good morning heartache, you old gloomy site
Good morning heartache
Thought we said goodbye last night
I turned and tossed until it seemed that you had gone
But here you are with the dawn
Wish I'd forget you, but you're here to stay
It seems I met ya, when my love went away
Now each day I start by saying to you
Good morning heartache, what's new
Stop haunting me now, can't shake you no how
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Straight through Sunday blues
Good morning heartache, here we go away
Good morning heartache
You're the one who knew me when
Might as well get used to you hanging around
Good morning heartache, sit down

Stop haunting me now, can't shake you no how
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Straight through Sunday blues
Good morning heartache, here we go away
Good morning heartache
You're the one who knew me when
Might as well get used to you hanging around