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Street Survivors Released: October 17, 1977 Recorded: Criteria Studios, Miami, Florida Studio One, Doraville, Georgia Muscle Shoals Sound Studios, Muscle Shoals, Alabama Label: MCA Producer: Tom Dowd, Jimmy Johnson & Tim Smith (track 3) |
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What's Your Name Rossington/Van Zant Well, its 8 o'clock in Boise, Idaho I'll find my limo driver Mister, take us to the show I done made some plans for later on tonight I'll find a little queen And I know I can treat her right. What's your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same?. Back at the hotel Lord we got such a mess It seems that one of the crew Had a go with one of the guests, oh yes Well, the police said we can't drink in the bar What a shame Won't you come upstairs girl And have a drink of champagne What's your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? For there ain't no shame. 9 o'clock the next day And I'm ready to go I got six hundred miles to ride To do one more show, oh no Can I get you a taxi home It sure was grand When I come back here next year I wanna see you again What's your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same?. What's your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same?. What was your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Well there ain't no shame What was your name, little girl? What's your name? Shootin' you straight, little girl? Won't you do the same? |
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That Smell Collins/Van Zant Whiskey bottles and brand new cars Oak tree, you're in my way There's too much coke and too much smoke Look what's going on inside you Ooh, that smell Can't you smell that smell? Ooh, that smell The smell of death surrounds you, yeah Angel of darkness is upon you Stuck a needle in your arm (You, fool, you) So take another toke, have a blow for your nose One more drink, fool, would drown you (Hell, yeah) Ooh, that smell Can't you smell that smell? Ooh, that smell The smell of death surrounds you Now, they call you prince charming Can't speak a word when you're full of 'ludes Say you'll be alright come tomorrow But tomorrow might not be here for you (Yeah, you) Ooh, that smell Can't you smell that smell? Ooh, that smell The smell of death surrounds you Aw, you, fool, you You stick them needles In your arm I know, I've been there before One little problem that confronts you Got a monkey on your back Just one more fix, Lord, might do the trick One hell of a price for you to get your kicks (Hell, yeah) Ooh, that smell Can't you smell that smell? Ooh, that smell The smell of death surrounds you Ooh, that smell Can't you smell that smell? Ooh, that smell The smell of death surrounds you Oh, you, fool, you Don't stick those needles In your arm You're just a fool Just a fool, just a fool [Incomprehensible] For my love For my love, yeah |
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One More Time Rossington/Van Zant How can you stand there smilin' After all you've done You know it seems to make you happy When you've hurt someone Twice before you fooled me With your deceivin' and lyin' Come in and close the door One more time, one more time Yeah you've been gone so long No one knows where And you say that you still love me Then show me you care 'Cause you got what it takes sweet mama To make a man feel fine So I'll take the word of a liar One more time, one more time Girl you've got me hungry Losin' my mind I know I'm playin' with fire Get burned everytime Yes I'm a fool for you baby I can't deny But I got to have your sweet love One more time, one more time Girl you've got me hungry Losin' my mind I know I'm playin' with fire I get burned everytime Yes I'm a fool for you mama I can't deny But I got to have your sweet love One more time, one more time Yes I'm her fool once more I can read her brown eyes But when the rooster crows tomorrow Well its her turn to cry I'm headed down that old road She lost her free ride So tonight I'll take what I paid for One more time, one more time One more time |
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I Know A Little Gaines Yes, sir! Well the bigger the city well the brighter the lights Bigger the dog well the harder the bite I don't know where you been last night But I'm thinkin' mama, you ain't doin' right Say I know a little I know a little 'bout it I know a little I know a little 'bout it I know a little 'bout love Baby I can guess the rest Well now I don't read that daily news 'Cause it ain't hard to figure Where people gets the blues They can't dig what they can't use If they stick to simple They'd be much less abused Say I know a little Lord I do know a little 'bout it I know a little I know a little 'bout it I know a little 'bout love Baby I can guess the rest Play me a little Whoo! Yeah! Well if you want me to be your only man Said listen up mama, teach you all I can Do right baby, by your man Don't worry mama, teach you all I can Say I know a little Lord I know a little 'bout it I know a little I know a little 'bout it I know a little 'bout love And baby I can guess the rest Well I know a little 'bout love Baby I want your best |
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You Got That Right Gaines/Van Zant Well I've heard lots of people say they don’t wanna settle down You don't see their faces and they don't come around Well I'm not that way I got to move along I like to drink and to dance all night Comes to a fix not afraid to fight You got that right Said you got that right Sho got that right Seems so long I been out on my own Travel light and I'm always alone Guess I was born ... with a travellin’ bone When my time’s up … I'll hold my own You won't find me in an old folks home You got that right Said you got that right Well you got that right You sho got that right I’ve tried everything in my life Uh, huh? Things I like … I’ll try 'em twice You got that right You sho … got that right Travellin' ‘round the world … singin’ my song I got to go, Lord I can't stay long Here comes that ol' … travellin' Jones once again I like to drink and to dance all night Comes to a fix not afraid to fight You got that right Said you got that right Well you got that right Sho got that right |
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I Never Dreamed Gaines/Van Zant My daddy told me always be strong son Don't you ever cry You find the pretty girls and then you love them Then you say goodbye I never dreamed that you would leave me But now you're gone I never dreamed that I would miss you Woman won't you come back home I never dreamed that you could hurt me And leave me blue I've had a thousand, maybe more But never one like you I never dreamed I could feel so empty But now I'm down I never dreamed that I would beg you Woman I need you now It seems to me I took your love for granted It feels to me that this time I was wrong, so wrong Oh Lord now I feel so lonely I say woman won't you come back home I tried to do what my daddy taught me But I think he knew Someday that I would find one woman like you I never dreamed that it could feel so good, Lord That two could be one I never knew about sweet love So woman won't you come back home Oh baby won't you come back home |
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Honky Tonk Night Time Man Merle Haggard Little bit of Bakersfield I'm a honky tonk night time man I can't stand no light I'm a honky tonk night time man I can't stand no light I get my rest in the day time Do my runnin' around at night I had the blues this morning Had the blues all day today I had the blues this morning Had the blues all day today Well I wish a tornado Come and blow my blues away, away That's what I said, take 'em away Sounds like Roy Yeah And then my heart starts beatin' When that sun starts sinkin' low Well my heart starts beatin' When that sun starts sinkin' low When the shadows fall I know its time for me to go Billy Powell on piano Oh Barry, play me some dobro I'm a honky tonk night time man I can't stand no light I'm a honky tonk night time man I can't stand no light I get my rest in the day time I do my runnin' around, round at night I get my rest in the day time Gets that old love sweet stuff at night |
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Ain't No Good Life Steve Gaines Ain't no good life Not the one that I lead 'Cause the more I fight the sadness, yeah It only seems the more that I grieve Well I look back on the good times As some lost part of me I wanna know, tell me why is it so Well just because I don't pray Lord, that don't mean I ain't forgiven Just 'cause I'm alive That don't mean I'm makin' a livin' I'm gonna get myself together I'm gonna try a dyin' attempt Talkin' about the good times slippin' by Yeah I tell ya I don't even know where last month went Well I can't make no money baby Well 'cause my money's already spent And I know where it went I said it went on that damn rent Well I don't mean change, baby I mean foldin' money Well I want lovin', said I don't need a buddy I don't need nobody, now Ain't exactly my idea Its sort of old, borrowed and blue Just tryin' to say Don't try that straight life buddy Oh you'll find it kind of hard on you Women, don't try to cook nothin' up, ooh Brother you know you'll only wind up in your own stew Just don't let nobody tell you, oh what you oughta do |
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Georgia Peaches Gaines/Van Zant Well, you can see her walkin' down on Peachtree Street She got high-heeled shoes and a dot on her cheek She's lookin' good, she's headed downtown Ain't got no money, honey She knows her way around I think she's cute, think she's cute as she can be Talkin' about a funny talkin', honk-tonking Georgia Peach Well these Georgia Peaches Son they know their way around They can take your money, son before you get sight of town Well they talk a little funny, but they look so fine Nine out of ten of them gonna sell you a dime I think they're cute, think they're cute as they can be Talkin' about a funny talkin', honk-tonking Georgia Peach Well, peaches, peaches Love them Georgia Peaches Well, peaches, peaches Love them Georgia Peaches Well them Georgia Peaches Sure do got the style They'll steal your heart with a Southern smile Well they talk a little funny, but they look so fine The older they get, I swear its like good wine I think they're cute, think they're cute as they can be Talkin' about a funny talkin', honk-tonking Georgia Peach Talkin' about a funny talkin', honk-tonking Georgia Peach I just seem to fall in love with the wrong things |
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Sweet Little Missy Rossington/Van Zant Why are you praying, my sweet morning dove You're so afraid, but so hungry for love Well I can give you love baby Hugs and kisses, I can give you everything that you been missing Just don't be afraid, oh Sweet little missy She's twenty years old and a full grown woman Sure enough I'm the one that wants her Are you ready for love Well I'm the one that wants you forever and a day Come on baby, what'd you say Just don't be afraid, oh Sweet little missy Sweet little missy She's saving her love But givin' us hope like the Lord up above This ain't the worst thing she'll ever do 'Cause like a dollar bill you can't take it with you Well I'm the one that wants you forever and a day Come on baby, what'd you say Just don't be afraid, oh Sweet little missy She's so damn pretty, I can't take it no more You and me babe, giving my soul for sure Well I can give you love baby Hugs and kisses, I can give you everything that you been missing Just don't be afraid, oh Sweet little missy Sweet little missy She's saving her love But givin' us hope like the Lord up above This ain't the worst thing you'll ever do 'Cause like a dollar bill you can't take it with you |
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Jacksonville Kid Haggard/Van Zant This old town ain't been the same, since this old boys been gone. Lord I still got some good friends, but I feel so all alone. All I hear is disco, see pretty boys with high heels on. Well some people sure hate me, an the police dog me round. Well the only place I'm welcome, is on the west side of town Lord I'm on there wanted posters, I cant show my face in town. play this one for south side... Jacksonville I love you, but you dont want me around. Jacksonville you raised me, an this is where I got my sound. Although I'm your outlaw, I still love my hometown,all around. ahh this is for the west side boys.. This old town ain't been the same, since your native sons been gone. Lord I still got some old friends, but I am so all alone. All I hear is the disco, see pretty boys with high heels on. Well you can keep your disco, pretty boys with high heels on. |
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Gimme Three Steps Allen Collins / Ronnie Van Zant I was cutting the rug Down at a place called The Jug With a girl named Linda Lu When in walked a man With a gun in his hand And he was looking for you know who. He said, "Hey there fellow, With the hair colored yellow, Watcha tryin' to prove? 'Cause that's my woman there And I'm a man who cares And this might be all for you". I was scared and fearing for my life. I was shakin' like a leaf on a tree. 'Cause he was lean, mean, Big and bad, Lord, Pointin' that gun at me. I said, "Wait a minute, mister, I didn't even kiss her. Don't want no trouble with you. And I know you don't owe me But I wish you'd let me Ask one favor from you". Won't you give me three steps, Gimme three steps mister, Gimme three steps towards the door? Gimme three steps Gimme three steps mister, And you'll never see me no more. Well the crowd cleared away And I began to pray As the water fell on the floor. And I'm telling you son, Well, it ain't no fun Staring straight down a forty-four. Well he turned and screamed at Linda Lu And that's the break I was looking for. And you could hear me screaming a mile away As I was headed out towards the door. |
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