Molly Hatchet

Whiskey Man

Hey whiskey man, you're running as hard as you can,
You drink your whiskey too much more than you can stand.
You have your highs, you have your lows,
Nobody knows which way you go.

It takes whiskey to make you tall,
You ain't so very damn tall at all.
You start to get straight , then you get weak,
Can't you see your on a loosing streak.
You have your highs, you have your lows,
Nobody knows which way you'll go.

Hey don't you know,
I use to be there myself,
I tried to kick the habit, baby, with nobody else's help.
I have my highs, I have my lows,
But nobody knows which way I'll go.

It's All Over Now

Well, baby used to stay out all night long.
She made me cry, she done me wrong.
She hurt my eyes open, that's no lie.
Table's turning, now her turn to cry.

Well, she used to run around with ev'ry man in town.
Spent all my money playing a high class game.
She put me out, it was a pity how I cried.
The table's turned and now, her turn to cry.

Well, I used to wake up in the morning, get my breakfast in bed.
When I gotten worried, she could ease my aching head.
But now she's here and there with ev'ry man in town.
Instead of trying to take me for that same old clown.

One Man's Pleasure

Well here comes the story baby that I want you all to know,
'Bought what brought me down, what got me feeling low,
Started off one day and took off down the road.
Seeking' my fame and fortune, and trying to tote the load.

I left my woman in Jacksonville and took off down the line.
She had her way of thinking and Lord knows I had mine.
She could not take the pain of me not being home.
Couldn't take the pain, baby, of staying all alone.

Now when I left this town it was for her and for me.
Now I'm home all alone, with a paper that says I'm free.
I guess I'll hit the road again, and do what I do best.
To hell with her, to hell with him, to hell with all the rest.

Jukin' City

I think I was about seventeen when my pappy said to me,
Come on now with me, Son,
Goin' to take you to Jukin' City.
You can stomp your foots around,
To a pickin' country band.
I'm gonna buy you all the Jack Black,
That you can surely stand.

Jukin' City is a little place down around Macon Town,
Sawdust floors, cold draft beer and women all around.
We started with two fat mamas,
They promised us a real good time.
The there fellas came into the place,
We had to fight to stay alive.

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Jukin' City, Jukin' City,
I'm going there with my old man.
Jukin' City, Jukin City,
I'm going there with a friend.

Yes, I was about seventeen when my pappy said to me,
Come on with me, Son, Gonna take you to Jukin' City.
You can stomp your foots around,
To pickin' country band. I'm gonna buy you all that Jack Black,
That you can surely stand.

Chorus:

Jukin' City, Jukin' City,
I'm going there with my old man.
Jukin' City, Jukin' City
I'm going there with a friend.

Written by: Danny Joe Brown, Steven Jerome Holland, David Lawrence Hlubek
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Boogie No More

Oh, People, baby, what's the matter with you?
Your feet, they ain't leaving' the ground.
Don't you just want to get up, babe,
Hearing this rocking sound?
Don't you just want to jump on up,
And kick your chairs out of the way?
OOh we're going to rock you, baby,
Rock you till the break of day.

Chorus:

We ain't never had no problem before,
Nobody seems to want to boogie no more.
Oh, it's easy, can't you see?
Gonna give it to you one time.

Oh, People, baby, what's the matter with you?
Your feet, they're leaving' the ground.
I know that you get on up, baby,
Hearing this rockin' sound.
Don't you just want to jump on up,
And kick your chairs out of the way.
MMM' gonna rock you , baby,
Rock you till the break of day.

Written by: David Lawrence Hlubek, Danny Joe Brown, Duane Curtis Roland, Steven Jerome Holland, Banner Harvey Thomas, Bruce Hull Crump, Jr.
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Flirtin' With Disaster

I'm travelin' down the road,
I'm flirtin' with disaster.
I've got the pedal to the floor,
My life is running faster.
I'm out of money, I'm out of hope,
It looks like self destruction.
Well how much more can we take,
With all of this corruption.

Been flirtin' with disaster,
Ya'll know what I mean.
And the way we run our lives,
It makes no sense to me.
I don't know about yourself or,
What you want to be - YEAH.
When we gamble with our time,
We choose our destiny.

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I'm travelin' down that lonesome road.
Feel like I'm dragging a heavy load.
Yeah! I've tried to turn my head away,
Feels about the same most every day.

Speeding down the fast lane,
Playin' from town to town.
The boys and I have been burnin' it up,
Can't seem to slow it down.
I've got the pedal to the floor,
Our lives are runnin' faster,
Got our sights set straight ahead,
But ain't sure what we're after.

Flirtin' with disaster,
Ya'll know what I mean.
You know the way we run our lives,
It makes no sense to me.
I don't know about yourself or,
What you plan to be - Yea!!
When we gamble with our time,
We choose our destiny.

Chorus:

Yeah!! We're travelin' down that lonesome road.
Feel like I'm dragging a heavy load.
Don't try to turn my head away,
I'm flirtin' with disaster every day.

Flirtin' with disaster, baby,
Ya'll know what I mean.
You know the way we run our lives,
It makes no sense to me.
I don't know about yourself or,
What you plan to be - Yea!!
When we gamble with our time,
We choose our destiny.

Chorus:

Yeah!! We're travelin' down that lonesome road.
Feel like I'm dragging a heavy load.
Don't try to turn my head away,
I'm flirtin' with disaster every day.

Written by: David Lawrence Hlubek, Banner Harvey Thomas, Danny Joe Brown
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Good Rockin'

Well, you've seen us before,
You're going to see us again, ya'll,
We're back in town now, We're playing to win.
Foot stompin' brothers, that's what we are,
No fancy pants, ain't no super star.
You say you came for the party, babe,
You came for the show.
The boys are feeling hot and I'm a ready to go.
So if you're feeling good, if you feel alright,
We're going to have a rock 'n roll time tonight.

Chorus:

So c'mon people won't you free your soul,
C'mon babe, let's rock 'n roll.

I want that sweet little missy,
Down there on that front row,
She's looking real fine, babe,
She's ready to go.
She'll get you feeling good, if you feel alright,
Guarantee you good good rockin' tonight.

Chorus:

So c'mon baby let's rock 'n roll,
Me and my boys we got total control.

So c'mon people won't you free your soul.

Written by: David Lawrence Hlubek, Danny Joe Brown, Duane Curtis Roland, Steven Jerome Holland, Banner Harvey Thomas, Bruce Hull Crump, Jr.
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Gunsmoke

I rode into town with my ear to the ground,
Looking for the right band to play,
I felt just right in the heat of the night,
Ridden many miles that day.

I've heard of a place where men go together,
Playin' and layin' it down,
I'm going to win, but Lord, what a sin,
I didn't know they gun me down.

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Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun.
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run.

Well, the dealer was blind, I was trying to find,
A way to keep the winnings I'd found.
The smoke was thick, the tension was thicker,
I still thought they'd gun me down.

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Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun.
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run.

I didn't come into this ol' two horse town,
To get all shot up. I've got a little livin' on my mind,
Aces and eights, ha-ha-ha-ha.

Now the dealer dealt me eight and I had my straight,
I knew the other men would call.
The booze was a flowin', the cards were showing,
But my back was up against the wall.

Chorus:

Gunsmoke on the horizon, hiding the setting sun.
Gunsmoke on the horizon, I grabbed my horse and run.

C'mon Thunder.

Written by: Duane Curtis Roland, Bruce Hull Crump, Jr.
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Long Time

All alone with a full moon to light my night.
Been six long months since I held you tight.
It's been a long time.
Baby, you are my only love,
Sent to me, from Heaven above.
Oh, honey, times are bad.
Got so bad, one lonely night,
I needed you to hold me tight.
Honey, don't be so sad.

I've got you on my mind,
You know I've done you wrong.
Oh, baby, listen to my song.

We made a deal,
I remember the pact,
Now you're gone and I need you back.
Honey, don't be so mad.
There's no other,
there never could be,
You're my woman, my family.
Honey, baby, take me back.

I've got you on my mind,
You know I've done you wrong.
Oh, baby, listen to my song.

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A feeling inside
I couldn't hide,
Now I wish I lied.
Oh, baby, won't you come back home?
Lonely days and damn the nights,
Has it been too long to make things right?
Been a long time,
Lord a long time.

I've got you on my mind,
You know I've done you wrong.
Oh, this pain in my soul.

Chorus:

The feeling inside,
I couldn't hide,
Now I wish I lied.
Oh, baby, won't you come back home?
Yeah, a long time.

Written by: David Lawrence Hlubek, Steven Jerome Holland, Danny Joe Brown
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Let The Good Times Roll

Well some people bitch, Lord, some people holler,
About the long days on the road.
Each man can do just what he wants,
But we've all got ot pull our load.
As for myself, I'm gonna take the highway,
It ain't as bad as they say.
Give me wine, women, whiskey, and rock 'n roll,
And let me sleep my days away.

Chorus:

C'mon baby, let the good times roll.
C'mon baby, let the good times roll.

I've been all throughout the South land.
Keep moving on down the line.
I ought to settle down some place,
But I just can't find the time.
As for myself, gonna take this highway,
It ain't as bad as they say.
Give me wine, whiskey, women, and rock 'n roll,
And let me sleep my days away.

Chorus:

C'mon baby, let the good times roll.
C'mon baby, let the good times roll.

Chorus:

C'mon baby, let the good times roll.
C'mon baby, let the good times roll.

Chorus:

C'mon baby, let the good times roll.
C'mon baby, let the good times roll.

Written by: Danny Joe Brown, David Lawrence Hlubek, Steven Jerome Holland
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