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(E. King, J. Van Zant, Gary Rossington, T. Cerney)

I was sittin' at home all alone when I heard that telephone ring
And there on the line was a friend of mine sayin' he wasn't doin' a thing
So I'm steppin' out on the town tonight to party where the drinks are free
There's a sweet young thing ready and waitin' on me

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Young and fine, strike you blind
Smokestack lightnin' make you lose your mind
She's got looks that kill can fire at will
Smokestack lightnin' she's all I need

When we got to the place I got me a taste
I knew she'd be good for a game
Dancin' out on the floor she was ready for more
She knew all the boys by their names
I said hey sweet thing let me pull your string
Let me take you home
I woke up in a hour with my money and my memory gone.

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Young and fine strike you blind smokestack lightnin'

(repeat chorus)

Are you a saint then don't be a stranger
Were you sent down from Heaven to show me the way
And if you ain't then I see a danger
You better take a minute and hear what I've got to say

'Cause I'll keep on tryin' to put it straight to you
You better give it straight to me
'Cause most women seem to have a good time
Makin' a fool out of me
I'm keepin' my faith I've made up my mind
I've got nothin' left to lose just lay it on the line
I'm keepin' my faith yea I'll find the one
Who won't steal me blind who won't turn and run
I'm keepin' my faith I'm trustin' in you
So don't treat me like those other ones do
Ain't no gettin' 'round it tell me to my face
Do you think I'm a fool for keepin' my faith in you

I'll treat you right I'll do you better
I won't disappoint you I won't make you cry
My friends tell me if you let her
She'll empty your pockets she'll spend you dry

'Cause I'll keep on tryin' to put it straight to you
You better give it straight to me
'Cause most women seem to have a good time
Makin' a fool out of me
I'm keepin' my faith I've made up my mind
I've got nothin' left to lose just lay it on the line
I'm keepin' my faith yea I'll find the one
Who won't steal me blind who won't turn and run
I'm keepin' my faith I'm trustin' in you
So don't treat me like those other ones do
Ain't no gettin' 'round it tell me to my face
Do you think I'm a fool for keepin' my faith in you'Cause I'll keep on tryin' to put it straight to you
You better give it straight to me

'Cause most women seem to have a good time
Makin' a fool out of me
I'm keepin' my faith I've made up my mind
I've got nothin' left to lose just lay it on the line
I'm keepin' my faith yea I'll find the one
Who won't steal me blind who won't turn and run
I'm keepin' my faith I'm trustin' in you
So don't treat me like those other ones do
Ain't no gettin' 'round it tell me to my face
Do you think I'm a fool for keepin' my faith in you

I'm the kind of man that loves all the girls
From debutantes to honky-tonk queens
I've tasted every brand all around the world
But all I see are peaches in my dreams
I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout them southern women
It's a well known fact across the Dixie line
And if a man don't agree I can tell you he's blind
They can drink with the best and the hell with the rest
And if she takes you home you ain't gettin' no rest

I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout them southern women
I'm talkin' 'bout they'll love you so slow them southern women
Them southern girls
They look like angels on saturday night oh-lord they got a wild side
Take you places that you've never been make a man come back again
Talk about mama's southern belle little girl learned her lesson well
Ain't no others can cast a spell like the sweet southern women

I'm talkin' 'bout, I'm talkin' 'bout them southern women
I'm talkin' 'bout they'll love you so slow them southern women
Them southern girls
They look like angels on saturday night oh-lord they got a wild side
Take you places that you've never been make a man come back again
Talk about mama's southern belle little girl learned her lesson well
Ain't no others can cast a spell like the sweet southern women

They can make a man feel so proud they can capture him with a southern style
Little girl learned her lesson well ain't no others can cast a spell
Like the sweet southern women them southern girls

used to live in a poor neighborhood
My friends and me we always had a time
Never had no money but we had it so good
Those days are gone and I wanna go back
So pure so simple
Never thought about it when you're young you don't care
You don't realize it 'till it's all behind
Take it for granted just not well


Oh-oh It was pure and simple
I'll remember those days 'till the end
Oh-oh God knows it's simple
If I could live my life all over again
I'd keep it pure and simple

Those days are gone and I wanna go back
Got me a feelin' I'm not alone
Wish I had a road so I could go back home

Oh-oh It was pure and simple
I'll remember those days 'till the end
Oh-oh God knows it's simple
If I could live my life all over again
I'd keep it pure and simple

Oh-oh It was pure and simple
I'll remember those days 'till the end
Oh-oh God knows it's simple
If I could live my life all over again
I'd keep it pure and simple

You got to lock your doors, keep the world out
We're closin' ourselves in
If you watch the news it'll scare you to death
To Hell and back again
The only justice here's at the wrong end of a gun
Got the criminal makin' the laws got the good men on the run
I've seen enough

We don't own anything we've got we've givin' it all away
But that don't make no sense to me you know who's gonna pay
It's the man in the factory workin' twelve hours a day
The woman workin' in the restaurant with another kid on the way


Isn't anything in this life sacred anymore
We can't lose what we've got it's worth fightin' for
I've seen enough, I've seen enough to make a grown man cry

A man's standin' by the road a sign in his hand
He don't want your charity he says I ain't no begger man
All I need is a chance to get back on my feet
But we just pass him by well it could be you or me
I've seen enough
I ain't the kind to just sit back and watch the world go 'round
It's not too late to change let's turn this shit around

Isn't anything in this life sacred anymore
We can't lose what we've got it's worth fightin' for
I've seen enough, I've seen enough to make a grown man cry

Good Thing
Written by G. Rossington, J. & D. Van Zant




My baby came home late last night
I said girl I gotta talk to you
I've been drinkin' with the man next door
He said he's been singin' with you
Whoever's tellin' lies it's time to say bye-bye
You know my mama didn't raise no fool

You're gonna walk out that door you'll never see me anymore
Tell you what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna love ya' just one more time
I'd love to see what you've got
I don't care if it takes all night
Gonna make you remember for the rest of your life oh baby
We had a good thing a good thing goin'
But ain't been seein' eye to eye
You had a good thing but it's all over
Might as well wave and say goodbye

It's easy to see the guilt in your eyes
Girl I want you to tell me the truth
Was he worth the risk and all the trouble he's caused
Now it comes down to me and you
You thought I was blind when you were gone all the time
Playin' me for a fool

You're gonna walk out that door you'll never see me anymore
Tell you what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna love ya' just one more time
I'd love to see what you've got
I don't care if it takes all night
Gonna make you remember for the rest of your life oh baby
We had a good thing a good thing goin'
But ain't been seein' eye to eye
You had a good thing but it's all over
Might as well wave and say goodbye

We had a good thing goin' baby but it's all over

Good thing, good thing goin'.......

(E. King, J. Van Zant)

This song goes out to all the money men

He drives around in a fancy car
Smokes those long cuban cigars
He don't know how to play guitar
He can't sing but still the pretty girls think he's a star

We play music got families to feed
Ain't good with numbers and he knows we can't read
If we get a dollar you know he gets three
It ain't hard to figure out it's as simple as can be
Don't ask me ask the money man

These boys are livin' in a fantasy land
I just keep 'em on the road so they can pay the money man
I'll be long gone before they understand
My promises are strong like a road made out of sand

I wanna be your money man
My mortgage is picked up by the band
I wanna be your money man
The boys, oh they're sleepin' out in the van

Don't ask me ask the money man
You boys are livin' in fantasy land
You signed the dotted line I'm takin' all I can
Your money's lookin' good in my retirement plan
That's just the way it is when your playin' in a band

That's my money man down on his knees
He ain't prayin' but he damn sure ought to be
He's at a place where money doesn't grow on trees
And all his prison buddies doin' more than shoot the breeze
How does it feel no money man
Not too good
What did you do with my money man
Well I a... Well a you know a...
How does it feel to be a honey man
Are you sure that your still a man



Aw your dressed up like a little girl
Just shootin' the breeze down on your knees
Money man, oh money man

(R. Hall, E. King, G. Rossington)

I snuck around the corner he had this guy down
I through the first punch that's when he hit the ground
To survive in the street you gotta win the first round
'Cause if you want eat you gotta be the baddest one around
I'm a backstreet crawler

Daddy paid for college I earned a degree
Got a job up on Wall Street
Where I learned to make the little man bleed
That's when I got stomped like a cattle stampede
Had a nervous breakdown all my friends and family left me

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Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
When you see them on the concrete it's their spirit that's harder
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
Where your ego meets defeat and your pride can't get no smaller
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler
Yeah I'm a backstreet crawler

I guess you might say it sure is a shame
I used to have everything oh how my life has changed
Yeah I'm broken and torn I've never been free
Lost everything that meant a thing to me

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(G. Rossington, J.& D. Van Zant, E. King)

There's a rumour goin' 'round on the backside of town
Jake is out to get some revenge
Has fire in his eyes since his brother died
Shot down by a so-called friend

For a fifty dollar gram is what the neighbors say
Drugs had control of his life
Caught up on crack you're tryin' to think back
The devil had him hooked you could see it in his eyes
It's a killer

There's a cold house at the corner of the street
The kids come and go there at night
Jerry drove up in front of the house
Somebody pulled out a knife
Jerry freaked out and went for his gun
Shot him right between the eyes
All he ever wanted was a twenty dollar high
But now he's locked up for the rest of his life

(chorus)
It's a killer there's no way out baby once your in
It's a killer steal from your family
Then you'll turn on your friends
It's a killer It can happen to you

So don't you never, never give in
It's a killer

The neighborhood I used to call home
These days it's lookin' like a war zone
Unemployment on the rise but the black market thrives
Money just keeps changin' hands
The laws are gettin' tough sometimes it's not enough
To satisfy supply and demand

Trouble breaks out there's fightin' in the streets
Bullets flyin' all around
An innocent child caught in the line of fire
All because there weren't enough drugs to go around



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(E. King, J.& D. Van Zant, Gary Rossington)

She'd wake us up early every mornin'
She'd help us say our prayers every night
She was always there to help us through the hard times
We could count on her to make everything alright

I remember swingin' on the front porch
Papa said there's somethin' I need to say tonight
Mama's been sick for a long time
Let's pray to God she can make it through the night

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Mama don't wanna say goodbye
She said wipe those tears from your eyes
Mama I don't wanna say goodbye
It was written in the Heavens and the skies above
Son I gave you birth showed you all my love
I can't think of this life without you it's hard to try
Mama I'm afraid to say goodbye

Now kids I've been hangin' on a long time
I hate to leave this world before your grown
Remember everything that I've taught you
Remember all the good times when I'm gone

(repeat chorus)

She whispered in my ear before she passed away
Son it's time to be a man ain't nothin' left to say
Jesus walked on water I know it's true
When it comes time he'll call you home
I hope your ready too

(repeat chorus)

(T. Cerney, E. King, G. Rossington, J. Van Zant)

It was a late night show in Georgia
We were on the 'ol highway
We know we've lost some friends
And family on the way
But you know we all feel better
And it makes it worth our time
To know our bus is rollin' towards
That Mason-Dixon line

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Oh we can't seem to find the end of the road
Roots never grow on the seeds that we sow
We've still got our music and so many miles to go
You know we can't seem to find the end of the road

We know we've got a legacy that's hard to live up to
But there's still a lot of reasons
Why we play these songs for you
It's a family tradition and as long as we're around
That Freebird keeps on flyin' and it never will come down

(repeat chorus)

Oh we can't seem to find the end of the road
Roots never grow on the seeds that we sow
We can't seem to find the end of the road
No matter how far we travel it always seems to slow
We still got our music and so many miles to go
You know we can't seem to find Lord the end of the road
The end of the road