A little bit is better than NADA
Met her in a border town
We proceeded to get down
She turned me on
I dropped the telephone
Moonlight hits the Rio Grande
And the touch of her hand
It makes me high
Like the Fourth of July
The bad bandito came into town
But man I'm gonna hunt that gringo down
But these words keep ringin' in my ear
CHORUS
A little bit is better than nada
Sometime you want the whole enchilada
A little bit is better than nada
A little bit or nothing at all
Said Cancun was not her style
Turistas there they drove her wild
The border's the place
Put on a brand new face
Me and the boys are just in town
Shake 'em up roll 'em down
I guess it was fate
I hope I wasn't too late
Bad bad boys was on our trail
Federales threw us all in jail
But these words keep ringin' in my ear
CHORUS (X4 to fade)
Crapped out again
Flat broke and busted, it just don't seem fair
The Man in Heaven, don't hear my prayer
And these dice are loaded, but I still can't win
Flat broke and busted, crapped out again
Maybe tomorrow, I'll see the light
And I'll know the difference, 'tween wrong and right
My ship is out there, but it can't come in
Flat broke and busted, crapped out again
And now I'm hanging on tight to the end of my rope
Somebody, call me a preacher, yeah well, let's call the Pope
Just the flip of a coin, the turn of the cards
I'll be back up on top, goddamn, gonna be living Large
My ship is out there, Lord, but it can't come in
Flat broke and busted, all crapped out again
Flat broke and busted, all crapped out, crapped out again
Just one more
CHORUS
Put the Bottle on the Table
Let it Stay there Till I'm not Able
To See your Face in ev'ry Place that I Go
I've been Sitting here so Long
Just Remembering that you are Gone
Well, One More Drink of Wine
Then if you're Still on my Mind
One Drink, Just One More and then Another
I'll keep Drinking, it won't Matter
I'll just Remember that I Once had Her
I don't Know why I Sit and Cry ev'ry Day
I've been trying to forget, But I Havent Stopped it Yet
Well, One More Drink of Wine
Then if you're Still on my Mind
One Drink, Just One More and then Another
CHORUS
Put the Bottle on the Table
Let it Stay there Till I'm not Able
To See your Face in ev'ry Place that I Go
I've been Sitting here so Long
Just Remembering that you are Gone
Well, One More Drink of Wine
Then if you're Still on my Mind
One Drink, Just One More and then Another
Copperhead road
Well my name's John Lee Pettimore
Same as my daddy and his daddy before
You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here
He only came to town about twice a year
He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line
Everybody knew that he made moonshine
Now the revenue man wanted Grandaddy bad
He headed up the holler with everything he had
It's before my time but I've been told
He never came back from Copperhead Road
Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block Dodge
Bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge
Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side
Just shot a coat of primer then he looked inside
Well him and my uncle tore that engine down
I still remember that rumblin' sound
Then the sheriff came around in the middle of the night
Heard mama cryin', knew something wasn't right
He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load
You could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road
I volunteered for the Army on my birthday
They draft the white trash first, 'round here anyway
I done two tours of duty in Vietnam
And I came home with a brand new plan
I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico
I just plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road
And now the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air
I wake up screaming like I'm back over there
I learned a thing or two from ol' Charlie don't you know
You better stay away from Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
Let me into your heart
You're like a cool breeze to a hot spell
You're like a long drink to a dry well
Oh I know by now there's no use thinking
That it's something in that water I've been drinking
Cause I would not need even one more drop if you'd just let me into your heart
You're like a blue sky to a grey day
You're like a new try to an old way
Oh I never needed much convincing 'bout that something in my life that's been missing
But I think I know where to find that part if you'd just let me into your heart
I got a past baby, now who doesn't
I won't ask you to think that I wasn't
Who I was back then, yes it's true
But that was when I didn't know you
You're like a sweet sight to these tired eyes
You're like the first light after a long night
Oh I never believed in the hands of fate
But to be with you baby, I believe I'd wait
Til the end of time for a chance to start
If you'd just let me into your heart
You're like a sweet smile to these tired eyes
You're like the last mile on a long ride
Oh I never believed in the arms of fate
But to be in yours darling, I believe I'd wait
Til the end of time for a chance to start
If you'd just let me into your heart
Til the end of time, baby I can start
If you'd just let me into your heart
Over getting over you
You had too much to drink
And now you're saying things I wish you didn't mean
And I'm leaving our sleeping tents
And how we are is always better than we seen
You hit me like a ten-ton truck
Ya I'm fine with truck, can't breath under the rock
And you don't even care about us, checking out on us
I won't be hurting cause
I'm over getting over you
I'm over getting over you
I'm sick of getting sick over you
So sweet dreams I don't need with you
I'm over getting over you
I'm over getting over you
I'm sick of getting sick over you
And you sleep, I don't need you
I'm over getting over you
I'm over getting over you
(Sweet dreams, sweet dreams)
I'm over getting over you
You want me on your necklace
Now you wear me on the exits of your sleeve
Cause you're better at reckless
I see it now I'm all your history
You hit me like a ten-ton truck
No this isn't enough, maybe it never was
And you don't even care about us
Checking out on us
I won't be hurting 'cause
I'm over getting over you
I'm over getting over you
I'm sick of getting sick over you
So sweet dreams, I don't need you
I'm over getting over you
I'm over getting over you
I'm sick of getting sick over you
And you sleep, I don't please you
I'm over getting over you
I'm over getting over you
(Sweet dreams, sweet dreams)
I'm over getting over you
You had too much to drink
And now you're saying things I wish you didn't mean
I'm over getting over you
Fingernails
I keep my fingernails long
So they click when I play the piano
I keep my fingernails long
So they click when I play the piano
I'm gonna keep 'em that way
Till the swallows get back from Texarkana
I keep my fingernails long
So they click when I play the piano
I keep my fingernails long
So they click when I play the piano
I'm gonna keep 'em that way
Till the swallows get back from Louisiana
Well, I used to chew 'em off
I was nervous over you
I missed that clickin', tickin' sound
Honey, what I'm gonna do
Is keep my fingernails long
So they click when I play the piano
I keep my fingernails long
So they click when I play the piano
I'm gonna keep 'em that way
Till the swallows get back from Alabama
Big stick
I'm driving down the highway, headed to the range
Gonna knock 'em out strong but I'm feeling no pain
Got an old brown bag, big stick in the back
Where the grass don't grow, gonna take a few hacks
There's a place for you if you're just like me
Armchair greens chillin' at the TV
Have another cool one, but it won't hurt
Got myself a big stick, swingin' in the dirt
Got a two bit job with a little bit of pay
But I feel no pressure, couple lessons today
Working on the swing and talkin' trash
Take another good hit, try to make it last
There's a place for you if you're just like me
Armchair boys yelling at the TV
Twenty points in a row, I'm getting shirts
Got myself a big stick, swingin' in the dirt
Bet a five dollar nasaw and all you got's two
Well, a five foot gimme make a man out of you
Well, I got my dreams and they just don't stop
Well, a big man, big shot, make her on top
Well, there's a place for you if you're just like me
Armchair greens chillin' at the TV
Have another cool one but it won't hurt
Got myself a big stick, swingin' in the dirt
Well, there's a place for you if you're just like me
Armchair greens chillin' at the TV
Have another cool one but it won't hurt
Got myself a big stick, swingin' in the dirt