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Twenty Released: April 29, 1997 Recorded: Muscle Shoals Sound Studios, Muscle Shoals, Alabama Label: CMC International The title of the album is for the memory of the plane crash in which killed Ronnie Van Zant, Steve Gaines, Cassie Gaines and assistant road manager Dean Kilpatrick. For this album the band brought in two Southern rock veterans, Rickey Medlocke, who had been a drummer for the band briefly before forming Blackfoot, and Hughie Thomasson of the Outlaws. Line up: Gary Rossington - Lead, Rhythm, Slide & Acoustic Guitars Johnny Van Zant - Lead Vocals Leon Wilkeson - Bass Ricky Medlocke - Lead, Rhythm, Slide, Acoustic, Dobro Guitars and Background Vocals Hughie Thomasson - Lead, Rhythm, Slide & Acoustic Guitars and Background Vocals Billy Powell - Piano & Hammond B-3 Organ Owen Hale - Drums & Percussion Ronnie Van Zant - Vocals on Travelin' Man |
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We Ain't Much Different Gary Rossington - Johnny Van Zant - Hughie Thomasson - Rickey Medlocke - Mike Estes This is a story 'bout livin' A tale of a long hard road Ain't a whole lot of misgivin's Of the things that I thought I sowed My daddy was a real hard worker He said son there will come a day Talk ain't always cheap And here's what daddy had to say With these hands I've made my livin' With these hands I've held a child With these hands I've climbed a mountain Sometimes we forget We ain't much different at all He likes grits, you like the apple There ain't nothin' wrong with that He says y'all, you say you'se It all depends on where you're at Well a little bit of music is a whole lot of fun And its always good for the soul From New York City out to California You know its only rock and roll With these hands we come together With these hands we can change the world With these hands I play my music Sometimes we forget We ain't much different at all Oh, not at all So what I'm trying to tell you Is that I'm only one son of the South Its gonna take more than you me and you To work this whole thing out With these hands I've made my livin' With these hands I've held a child With these hands I've climbed a mountain Sometimes we forget With these hands we come together With these hands we can change the world With these hands I play my music Sometimes we forget We ain't much different We ain't much different Ain't much different At all |
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Bring It On Gary Rossington - Johnny Van Zant - Rickey Medlocke - Hughie Thomasson Uhh - that's right Missy was a real fine looker Always had an eye for the boys Man I always wanted to book that girl Play around with some of her toys I said, my my, oh can you look at them eyes I said oh no Lord here we go Don't you pretend you don't know Bring it on Yeah baby Rumor says she from the bayou Searchin' for her fortune and fame Man she's got a way about her She's drivin' all us poor boys insane I said, my my, oh can you look at them eyes I said oh no Lord here we go Don't you pretend you don't know Bring it on Give it to me baby I've been waiting for it all night long Bring it on I know you got it in you to shake my sheets To your rock n roll beat Bring it on, you can bring it on Just about the time I thought I had it made I felt a slap on my shoulder I turned around and had to stare up at him He said little man you best think this over I said my, my oh take a look in his eyes I said, oh no, Lord here we go The band's on a break lets give this bar a show Bring it on, give it to me mister We can fight about her all night long Bring it on, take your best shot Oh bring it, bring it on Oh no We can fight about her all night long Bring it on |
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Voodoo Lake Johnny Van Zant - Chris Eddy - Bob Britt Yeah ... Way down yonder you can hear the wind blow Threw the tall grass growin' in the ole' bayou The ole' bayou There's a dark haired woman that looks so fine Wearin' hand me down clothes, drinkin' homemade wine Homemade wine I know I never knew who her daddy was The people down here say its all because She's the daughter of the devil The sister of a snake The keeper of souls down on Voodoo lake Voodoo lake There's a city boy across the county line Came lookin' for the legend of the girl so fine Yeah she's so fine Well the stories that he heard well they had to be lies But he found out different when he looked in her eyes Right into her eyes Well he tried to run away but she had control He's findin' out now what everbody knows He knew it was over when she started to shake Now there's one more soul down on Voodoo lake Voodoo lake Theres an erie silence at the break of dawn A chill in the air ... somethin's wrong When a shadow crosses the ground Those long lost souls never make a sound Ya think by now they'd realize She'll never break her bayou ties She's the daughter of the devil The sister of a snake The keeper of souls down on Voodoo lake Voodoo lake ... Voodoo lake ... The daughter of the devil, a sister of a snake Voodoo laaake Oooh Down on Voodoo lake Down on Voodoo lake Oooh You can see her down on Voodoo lake |
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Home Is Where the Heart Is Gary Rossington - Johnny Van Zant - Hughie Thomasson - Rick Medlocke I've always lived my life like a gypsy I can't imagine myself settlin' down So please don't ask me to give up this life I lead 'Cause I love to feel those wheels go 'round and 'round I can see it inside It's my heart that sees, not my eyes And if you listen close I'll tell you why Home is where the heart is And my heart is at home with you There's a cold wind blowin' and you know it's almost midnight You never dreamed it would be this hard lovin' a music man But this iron horse on which I ride I'm closer it's true And it's just as hard for me as it is for you I can see it inside It's my heart that sees not my eyes And if you listen close I'll tell you why Home is where the heart is And my heart is at home with you In my life I'm always on the run Livin' one day at a time Hold on a little longer I don't know where I'm gonna end up Or where I'll go I can see it inside It's my heart that sees not my eyes And if you listen close I'll tell you why Home is where the heart is And my heart is at home ... I can see it inside It's my heart that sees not my eyes And if you listen close I'll tell you why Home is where the heart is And my heart is at home with you Home is where the heart is Oh ,my home is where my heart is Oh, my home is where my heart is |
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Travelin' Man Leon Wilkeson - Ronnie Van Zant I was born a travelin' man, that's all I'll ever be Moving around from town to town is what makes me so free My father was a trucker for the years of '23 On the day that I was born his blood was left to me I'm a travelin' man Travelin' Man - that's what I am Travelin' Man Travelin' Man That's what I am Travelin' man - that's what I am No woman puts a hold on me You'll see me once or maybe twice That's all you'll see of me All you pretty women Lord, I hope you understand Don't be a fool Lord no, and put your heart in a travellin' man I'm a travelin' man Travelin' Man Travelin' Man - that's what I am Travelin' Man (Bridge) Travelin' Man - that's what I am Guess I'll always be Travelin' Man - that's what I am But at least I'm free Travelin' man Oh - that's what I am Travelin' man - that's what I am, Lord I move so fast I have had so many women, none of them have last I am just a mover, moving fast as sound Always free, sometimes lonely. Always movin' around Travelin' Man Travelin' Man - that's what I am Travelin' Man Oh - that's what I am |
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Talked Myself Right Into it Johnny Van Zant - Robert White Johnson - Donnie Van Zant - Pat Buchanan Alarm clock rings about a quarter after five I've been up all night Raisin' hell with some friends of mine I take one good look in the mirror But only one things gettin' clearer The way I live, I'm lucky to be alive There I go lying to myself Said I wasn't gonna do it Next thing you know, here I go again Talked myself right into it Supposed to be to work an hour ago When I pass that boss stormin' down the road Now there's an angel on my shoulder thinnkin' she can win me over Devil's got my number don't you know There I go lying to myself Said I wasn't gonna do it Next thing you know, here I go again Talked myself right into it Maybe, maybe have I gone to far this time Maybe, maybe is my conscience workin' overtime Nah There's a knockout Georgia Peach givin' me the eye Well if the truth beknown I'm just a little shy Turns out she wasn't alone She had a six foot chaperone But that didn't slow me down Don't ask me why There I go lying to myself Said I wasn't gonna do it Next thing you know, here I go again Talked myself right into it I got no one to blame except myself I said I wasn't gonna do it Next thing you know here I go Talk myself right into it Talk myself, talk myself right into it Talk myself, talk myself, talk myself right into it Said I wasn't gonna do it Here I go again baby |
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Never Too Late Gary Rossington - Johnny Van Zant - Hughie Thomasson - Rickey Medlocke In this world that we all live in Its all takin' and there's no givin' Before its too late,somethings gotta change Go to work every day for the dollar Doesn't matter we're all blue collar At the end of the day Nothin' lost, nothin' gained But its about time we realized Its about time we opened our eyes Take one step back and look at yourself Do you like what you see Oh no Cause its never too late Doesn't matter who you are Its never too late Hold on to your dreams and they will take you far Cause its never too late No, no, no So many times I've seen you cryin' But I see you out there still tryin' Workin' hard just to get through another day As a freind I'm here to remind you We all have a place to belong to Who am I? See I'm just like you But its about time we realized Its about time we opened our eyes Take one step back and look at yourself Do you like what you see Oh no Cause its never too late Doesn't matter who you are Its never too late Hold on to your dreams and they will take you far Cause its never too late We all need a helpin' hand sometimes And I need one if you were mine So right here, right now You can count on me Just open your eyes and you will see That its never too late No,no,no Cause its never too late, it doesn't matter who you are Its never too late Hold on to your dreams and they will take you far Cause its never too late Cause its never too late, it doesn't matter who you are Its never too late You don't need a guitar son to be a star Cause its never too late No, no, no Its never too late No Cause its never too late Take a look around Cause its never too late |
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O.R.R. Gary Rossington - Johnny Van Zant - Hughie Thomasson - Rickey Medlocke There's a story to tell about days of old A man and his gun, a street fighter I'm told There's one in every town, tryin' to make himself a name If he's quicker on the draw, comes glory and fame They say he's always alone, he rides a horse with no name His only friend was the devil by his side but it caused him so much pain If his guns could talk, oh, the stories they would tell Of all the men who tried and lost, all the ones he sent to hell (chorus) They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long Outlaws, renegades... rebels on the run Things haven't changed much these days Faces are younger, but still they keep playing the deadliest game Brothers and sisters, what are we fightin' for It's not for the fame or the glory anymore I hear the mothers cryin' Too many children dyin' How many tears have to fall to bring this to an end They are outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long Outlaws, renegades ... Oh They're all outlaws, renegades, rebels on the run They pay the price every day they live like the wrong end of a gun Move around from town to town can't stay in any place to long Outlaws, renegades ... rebels on the run |
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Blame It on a Sad Song Gary Rossington - Johnny Van Zant - Rickey Medlocke - Hughie Thomasson Here I sit all by myself Wonderin' how she could put our love on a shelf A crowd of people, they pass me by But all I can do is hang my head and cry Blame it on a sad song in the night I don't want anyone but you to make it right Blame it on a sad song in the night Well, it's an old familiar feelin' Girl, it's got my heart reelin' Don't want to hear a sad song in the night Anymore I know when we first started out I was your only love and you had no doubt But songs of the heart don't last forever But don't you give up on love 'cause you never say never Blame it on a sad song in the night I don't want anyone but you to make it right Blame it on a sad song in the night Well, it's an old familiar feelin' Girl, it's got my heart reelin' Don't want to hear a sad song in the night Anymore 'Cause not a day goes by that I don't think about you Oh, moment to moment, I get lost in time And many years from now when I hear that song come on the radio All those feelings will come back to haunt me My heart will let me know Blame it on a sad song in the night I don't want anyone but you to make it right Blame it on a sad song in the night Well, it's an old familiar feelin' Girl, it's got my heart reelin' Don't want to hear a sad song anymore Blame it on a sad song You can blame it on a sad song, baby Blame it on, blame it on a sad song |
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Berneice Dennis E Sumner - Gary Rossington - Johnny Van Zant - Rickey Medlocke - Hughie Thomasson I can still remember I was eight years old The first time that I picked her up little did I know She's taken me to places that I've never been Did my first gig in a rock-n-roll band Berneice, sweet Berneice Get a real job let the guitar go There ain't no future in this rock-n-roll So go for your guitars, go for your guns Better think twice it's three against one Take your best shot it's a showdown now Berneice, sweet Berneice Oh, Berneice won't you play for me A guitar woman needs a guitar man One without the other, neither one of them can stand Remember where we came from we can do it all again So thanks to all you people, give youselves a hand Berneice, sweet Berneice Berneice, won't you play for me |
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None of Us Are Free Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil, Brenda Russell You better listen my brother 'Cause if you do you can hear There are voices still callin' from across the years And they're cryin' across the ocean And they're cryin' across the land And they will until we all come to understand That none of us are free None of us are free None of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free Well there are people in the darkness And they just can't see the light And if we don't say it's wrong then that says it's right We got to feel for each other Let our brothers know we're here Got to get the message and send it out loud and clear That none of us are free None of us are free None of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free Well it's the single truth We all need to see That none of are free if one of us is chained None of us are free Well I swear to you salvation isn't very hard to find None of us can find it on our own We got to join together. Spirit, heart and mind All the are suffering, knows they're not alone None of us are free None of us are free If you just look around you You're see what I say 'Cause the world's gettin' smaller each passin' day Now it's time to make some changes Now it's time all realized That the truth is shinin' right before our eyes 'Cause none of us are free None of us are free None of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free Well it's the very heart of humanity 'Cause none of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free None of us, none of us None of us, none of us None of us, none of us are free None of us, none of us None of us, none of us None of us, none of us are free None of us are free None of us are free None of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free 'Cause it's the very truth We all need to see That none of us are free if one of us is chained None of us are free |
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How Soon We Forget Johnny Van Zant - Robert White Johnson - Donnie Van Zant - Pat Buchanan Every time I think I got it all figured out Then I draw a blank and my whole world crashes down So many people have got it worse than me But that could change tomorrow, ain't no guarantee How soon we forget To count every blessing If you think you got it bad take a look around How soon we forget That life is one big lesson Still we make the same mistakes time and time again How soon we forget Got a freind of mine who says he's run all out of luck But he'll be fine, 'cause he just ain't drunk enough The world is empty when you're slammin' those shots down How can you be happy, son when the devil's hangin' 'round How soon we forget To count every blessing If you think you got it bad take a look around How soon we forget That life is one big lesson Still we make the same mistakes time and time again How soon we forget How soon we forget Just remember, thank God you're here today If you got the will you can find a way How soon we forget... oh, baby How soon we forget To count every blessing If you think you got it bad take a look around How soon we forget That life is one big lesson Still we make the same mistakes time and time again There's a message to this madness here my freind Will we ever learn before the story ends Soon we all forget How soon we forget Soon we forget.. ooh Take a look around and you will see Soon we all forget... oh So many people have got it worse than me Oh.. can't you see How soon we all forget |
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