{"id":9519,"date":"2014-09-05T02:05:46","date_gmt":"2014-09-05T02:05:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/?p=9519"},"modified":"2021-12-02T23:04:51","modified_gmt":"2021-12-02T23:04:51","slug":"merle-haggard","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/?p=9519","title":{"rendered":"Merle Haggard + Willie Nelson"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.merlehaggard.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-9520\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/M_Haggard.gif\" alt=\"M_Haggard\" width=\"115\" height=\"152\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/M_Haggard.gif 115w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/M_Haggard-113x150.gif 113w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 115px) 100vw, 115px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Originally a troubled youngster who served time in San Quentin prison (from 1957 through 1960), California native&nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/merlehaggard.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><strong>Merle Haggard<\/strong><\/a>&nbsp;[1937-2016] grew to become a country music legend. With 38 number one hits and 250 original songs, he remains one of the best-known and most covered artists in country music.<\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: right;\">\u2666 &nbsp;&#8216;Branded Man&#8217; &nbsp;\u2193 &nbsp;[1968]<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/W-ER-yo1V3s\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong>I&#8217;d like to hold my head up and be proud of who I am<\/strong><br><strong>But they won&#8217;t let my secret go untold<\/strong><br><strong>I paid the debt I owed &#8216;em, but they&#8217;re still not satisfied<\/strong><br><strong>Now I&#8217;m a branded man out in the cold . . .<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">When they let me out of prison, I held my head up high<br>Determined I would rise above the shame<br>But no matter where I traveled, the black mark follows me<br>I&#8217;m branded with a number on my name<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">I<strong>&#8216;d like to hold my head up . . .<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">If I live to be a hundred, I guess I&#8217;ll never clear my name<br>&#8216;Cause everybody knows I&#8217;ve been in jail<br>No matter where I&#8217;m living, I&#8217;ve got to tell them where I&#8217;ve been<br>Or they&#8217;ll send me back to prison if I fail<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong>I&#8217;d like to hold my head up . . .<\/strong><\/p>\n<h6>\u221e w\/ Johnny Cash&nbsp;\u21d3 &nbsp;[Jimmie Rogers medley]<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/fGxG9ZTk7tw\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">T for Texas, T for Tennesee &nbsp;<span style=\"color: #333399;\">(Lawd, Lawd)<\/span><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #003300;\">T for Texas, T for Tennessee &nbsp;<span style=\"color: #333399;\">(Hey &#8211; hey &#8211; hey)<\/span><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #003300;\">and T for Thelma<\/span><br><span style=\"color: #003300;\">The gal that made a wreck out of me.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #333399;\">I&#8217;m gonna buy me a&nbsp;shotgun<\/span><br><span style=\"color: #333399;\">Just as long as I&#8217;m tall, &nbsp;<span style=\"color: #003300;\">(Lawd, Lawd)<\/span><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #333399;\">I&#8217;m gonna buy me a&nbsp;shotgun<\/span><br><span style=\"color: #333399;\">Just as long as I&#8217;m tall &nbsp;<span style=\"color: #003300;\"><em>(&#8216;What are you gonna do with it?&#8217;)<\/em><\/span><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #333399;\">I&#8217;m gonna shoot poor Thelma<\/span><br><span style=\"color: #333399;\">Just to see her jump and fall.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I love the women, I love &#8216;em all the same<br>Yeah, I love the women, I love &#8216;em all the same<br>But I don&#8217;t love nobody, well enough to change his name<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">And the women make a fool out of me<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #333399;\">Hey my pappa scolded me, &nbsp;my mamma just&nbsp;sat and cried<\/span><br><span style=\"color: #333399;\">My pappa scolded me, and my mamma just&nbsp;sat and cried<\/span><br><span style=\"color: #333399;\">She said, I got too many women, for any little boy my size<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">And the women make a fool out of me<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\">When I&#8217;m in the parlour, the girls think it&#8217;s a treat<\/span><br><span style=\"color: #003300;\">Yeah when I&#8217;m in the parlour, the girls think it&#8217;s a treat<\/span><br><span style=\"color: #003300;\">And&nbsp;even in the wintertime, they turn off the heat<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">And the women make a fool out of me &nbsp; &nbsp;[&#8230;Yodel]<\/p>\n<h5>\u25ca&nbsp; &nbsp;&#8216;I&#8217;m a White Boy&#8217;&nbsp; \u21d3<\/h5>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/epnqisvSCwo\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>Some folks call me a ramblin\u2019 man<br>I do a lot of thumbin\u2019 and kickin\u2019 cans<br>And it wouldn\u2019t do an ounce of good to call me names<br>Cause daddy\u2019s name wasn\u2019t Wille Woodrow<br>And I wasn\u2019t born and raised in no ghetto<br>Just a white boy lookin\u2019 for a place to do my thang.<\/p>\n<p>Well I\u2019m out to find me a wealthy woman<br>And a line of work that don\u2019t take no diploma<br>I ain\u2019t got much to lose but got a lot to gain<br>Yeah some might call me a good time fella<br>I ain\u2019t black and, I ain\u2019t yella<br>Just a white boy lookin\u2019 for a place to do my thang.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Yeah I don\u2019t want no handout livin\u2019<\/strong><br><strong> And don\u2019t want a part of anything they\u2019re givin\u2019<\/strong><br><strong> I\u2019m proud and white and I got a song to sing<\/strong><br><strong> Well I\u2019ve said a few things and I\u2019ll admit it<\/strong><br><strong> If you want to get ahead you got to hump and get it<\/strong><br><strong> I&#8217;m A White Boy lookin\u2019 for a place to do my thang.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Yeah I\u2019m a small town boy been around a little<br>I like guitars and I like a fiddle<br>And that\u2019s the kind of soul it take to fan my flame<br>Well I\u2019m a blue eyed Billy kind of feared and ready<br>So I\u2019ll have to work to be somebody<br>I&#8217;m A White Boy lookin\u2019 for a place to do my thang.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Yeah I don\u2019t want no handout livin\u2019 . . .<\/strong><br>I&#8217;m A White Boy lookin\u2019 for a place to do my thang.<\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u2666&nbsp;\u2192 <a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=5OGKVfHUwW4\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">&#8216;Kern River&#8217;<\/a> &nbsp;\u2193<\/h5>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/qs1eWq3H4Ho\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I&#8217;ll never swim Kern River again.<br>It was there that I met her &#8211;&nbsp;It was there that I lost my best friend.<br>Now I live in the mountains &#8211;&nbsp;I drifted up here with the wind.<br>And I may drown in still water, &nbsp;but I&#8217;ll never swim Kern River again.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I grew up in an oil town, &nbsp;but my gusher never came in.<br>And the river was a boundary, &nbsp;where my darlin&#8217; and I used to swim.<br>One night in the moonlight, &nbsp;the swiftness swept her life away.<br>Now I live on Lake Shasta, &nbsp;and Lake Shasta is where I will stay.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">There&#8217;s the South San Joaquin, &nbsp;where the seeds of the dust bowl are found.<br>And there&#8217;s a place called Mount Whitney, &nbsp;from where the mighty Kern River comes down.<br>Well, it&#8217;s not deep nor wide, &nbsp;but it&#8217;s a mean piece of water, my friend.<br>And I may cross on the highway, &nbsp;but I&#8217;ll never swim Kern River again.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I&#8217;ll never swim Kern River again.<br>It was there I first met her &#8230; &nbsp;It was there that I lost my best friend.<br>And now I live in the mountains &#8211;&nbsp;I drifted up here with the wind.<br>And I may drown in still water, &nbsp;but I&#8217;ll never swim Kern River again.<\/p>\n<h6 id=\"watch-headline-title\" style=\"text-align: right;\">\u21d3 &nbsp;&#8216;Footlights&#8217;<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/zdghtsNWXoQ\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong>I live the kinda life that most men only dream of<\/strong><br><strong>I make my livin&#8217; writin&#8217; songs and singin&#8217; them<\/strong><br><strong>But I&#8217;m forty-one years old and I ain&#8217;t got no place to go w<\/strong><strong>hen it&#8217;s over<\/strong><br><strong>So I hide my age and make the stage and t<\/strong><strong>ry to kick the footlights out again.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">I throw my old guitar across the stage and then my bassman takes the ball<br>And the crowd goes nearly wild to see my guitar nearly fall<br>After twenty years of pickin&#8217; we&#8217;re still alive&nbsp;and kickin&#8217; down some&nbsp;wall<br>Tonight we&#8217;ll kick the footlights out and walk away without a curtain call.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">Tonight we&#8217;ll kick the footlights out again<br>And try to hide the mood we&#8217;re really in<br>Might not put on our old Instamatic grin<br>Tonight we&#8217;ll kick the footlights out again.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong>I live the kinda life &nbsp;. . .<\/strong><\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: left;\">\u25ca&nbsp; &nbsp; &#8216;Silver Ghost&#8217; &nbsp; \u21d3<\/h5>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/uR75CFVCaNA\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>On a cold and rainy night I was sittin&#8217; in the light<br>Oh my switchman shack of mine post on the mountain<br>The storms were pretty bad and the telephone was dead<br>But it was just eleven hours till the dawn.<\/p>\n<p>Then much to my surprise the telegraph jumped in the light<br>As I read the code I thought could this be true<br>The train was on its way headed up to mountain grade<br>But she didn&#8217;t have no engineer or crew.<\/p>\n<p>At the other switch they tried to put her on the mountain side<br>But she kept on coming up the mountain grade<br>But I quickly dowse the light to try to see into the night<br>Maybe I could spot her headlight in the rain.<\/p>\n<p>She was poundin&#8217; down below I could hear her whistle blow<br>And I thought Lord that&#8217;s a high and mournful sound<br>Then the telegraph again there&#8217;s a caving in the mine<br>And the hundred men have buried neath the ground.<\/p>\n<p>Lord, she&#8217;s coming now I see her round the bend and straight at me<br>And her ballet is glowin&#8217; red as coal in hell<br>The headlight switchin&#8217; wide searchin&#8217; all the mountain side<br>But the only sound she&#8217;s making, it&#8217;s a wail.<\/p>\n<p>Then I recognized the train by the number and the name<br>It&#8217;s from miners Silver Ghost 0-40-1<br>Then she vanished up the track by the lonely switchman shack<br>Like a mother who was looking for her son.<\/p>\n<p>Now I heard the story how an engine went to glory<br>Over fifty years ago in the same line<br>It was steaming for the caving there were men needed saving<br>But it missed the curve in trestle near the mine.<\/p>\n<p>And every now and then you&#8217;ll hear a whistle on the wind<br>It&#8217;s from mountain slides where many men&#8217;re lost<br>It&#8217;s a high and lonely wail and searching up and down the mountain<br>It&#8217;s the train they call the Miners Silver Ghost.<\/p>\n<p>The train they call the Miners Silver Ghost . . .<\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u2207&nbsp; &#8216;Heaven Was A Drink Of Wine&#8217;<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?t=35&amp;v=RXmlGeO1J7w\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-46162\" src=\"http:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/Soundofwine.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"113\" height=\"117\"><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">That psycho, that psychologist asked me about my drinking ways<br>Every question that he asked me, all related back on to my childhood days<br>But if the truth was known,&nbsp;I never took the drinking long, long as she was mine<br>But when she left me I went to hell &#8211;&nbsp;<strong>Heaven was a drink of wine<\/strong><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">That good doctor said, \u00abLook at all these ink spots and tell me what you see<br>Could I help it if they all look like big ol&#8217; broken hearts to me?\u00bb<br>Ah, my friends in Cane&#8217;ll tell you&nbsp;Ol&#8217; Haggard ain&#8217;t a drinking kind<br>But when she left me I went to hell and <strong>heaven was a drink of wine<\/strong><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">&nbsp;<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">Get back, get back &#8211;&nbsp;Get on back and leave me alone<br>Can&#8217;t you see that you can&#8217;t help a&nbsp;man that&#8217;s just for gone<br>Hey, good doctor, I&#8217;ve got something you can&#8217;t find in my mind<br>When she left me I went to hell &#8211;&nbsp;<strong>Heaven was a drink of wine<\/strong><br>Hey, good doctor &#8211;&nbsp;<strong>Heaven was a drink of wine<\/strong><\/div>\n<h5>\u221e&nbsp; &#8216;Okie from Muskogee&#8217; &nbsp; \u2193&nbsp; [with Willie Nelson]<\/h5>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/5feWCmPYFeM\" title=\"YouTube video player\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture\" allowfullscreen=\"\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>We don&#8217;t smoke marijuana in Muskogee;<br>We don&#8217;t take our trips on LSD<br>We don&#8217;t burn our draft cards down on Main Street;<br>We like livin&#8217; right, and bein&#8217; free.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m proud to be an Okie from Muskogee,<br>A place where even squares can have a ball<br>We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,<br>And white lightnin&#8217;s still the biggest thrill of all<\/p>\n<p>We don&#8217;t make a party out of lovin&#8217;;<br>We like holdin&#8217; hands and pitchin&#8217; woo;<br>We don&#8217;t let our hair grow long and shaggy,<br>Like the hippies out in San Francisco do.<\/p>\n<p>And I&#8217;m proud to be an Okie from Muskogee,<br>A place where even squares can have a ball.<br>We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,<br>And white lightnin&#8217;s still the biggest thrill of all.<\/p>\n<p>Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear;<br>Beads and Roman sandals won&#8217;t be seen.<br>Football&#8217;s still the roughest thing on campus,<br>And the kids here still respect the college dean.<\/p>\n<p>We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse,<br>In Muskogee, Oklahoma, USA.<\/p>\n<p>*&nbsp; *&nbsp; *<\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u25ca&nbsp; &nbsp;&#8216;Listening &nbsp;(to the Wind)&#8217;&nbsp; \u21d3<\/h5>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/WWJNqLY9bzM\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Listening to the wind &#8211;&nbsp;Trying to hear the voice of a distant friend<br>Wishing you and I were close again listening to the wind<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Listening to the breeze as it whispers through the poplar trees<br>Do you think of me way back then?&nbsp;Do you listen to the wind?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Listening to the night &#8211;&nbsp;Wishing we could hold and squeeze each other tight<br>I can almost hear the stars so bright &#8211; Do you listen to the night?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Listening to the sound of a highway through some distant town<br>I can almost hear the pale moonlight &#8211;&nbsp;Do you listen to the night?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Listening to my mind &#8211;&nbsp;Searching through my thoughts for the perfect line<br>Using tricks and telepathy at times &#8211;&nbsp;Do you listen to your mind?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Listening to the breeze as it whispers through the poplar trees<br>Wishing you and I were close again&nbsp;just listening to the wind<\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u25ca&nbsp; &nbsp;&#8216;Misery and Gin&#8217; &nbsp;\u2193<\/h5>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/yNTWW1y1x0M\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Memories and drinks don&#8217;t mix too well.<br>Jukebox records don&#8217;t play those wedding bells.<br>Lookin&#8217; at the world through the bottom of a glass,<br>All I see is a man who&#8217;s fading fast.<br>Tonight I need that woman again.<br>What I&#8217;d give for my baby to just walk in.<br>Sit down beside me and say: <em>\u00abIt&#8217;s alright.<\/em><br><em> \u00abTake me home and make sweet love to me tonight.\u00bb<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">But here I am again, mixin&#8217; misery and gin.<br>Sittin&#8217; with all my friends and talkin&#8217; to myself.<br>I look like I&#8217;m havin&#8217; a good time but any fool can tell,<br>That this Honky Tonk Heaven really makes ya&#8217; feel like hell.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I light a lonely woman&#8217;s cigarette,<br>We both start talkin&#8217; &#8216;bout what we want to forget.<br>Her life story and mine are the same.<br>We both lost someone and only have ourselves to blame.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">But here I am again, mixin&#8217; misery and gin.<br>Sittin&#8217; with all my friends and talkin&#8217; to myself.<br>I look like I&#8217;m havin&#8217; a good time but any fool can tell,<br>That this Honky Tonk Heaven really makes ya&#8217; feel like hell.<\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u2663 &nbsp;&#8230;introduced by Willie Nelson&nbsp;&nbsp;\u2193 &nbsp;&nbsp;&#8216;Mama Tried&#8217; &nbsp;[2004]<\/h5>\n<address style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u00abI&#8217;d like to bring to my favorite best friends&#8230; <strong>Merle<\/strong>&#8216;s been a big influence on Toby Keith all his life practically. And, like Merle, <strong>Toby<\/strong> sure has had a big influence on country music in the last few years. So here they&#8217;re together, <strong>Toby Keith, Merle Haggard<\/strong> and me&#8230;\u00bb<\/address>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/sDWu5QmsUjc\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">The first thing I remember knowing was a lonesome whistle blowing<br>And a young&#8217;un&#8217;s dream of growing up to ride<br>On a freight train leaving town &#8211;&nbsp;Not knowing where I&#8217;m bound<br>And no one could change my mind but Mama tried<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">One and only rebel child&nbsp;in a family meek and mild<br>My mama seemed to know what lay in store<br>Despite all my Sunday learning&nbsp;for the better I kept on turning<br>Till Mama couldn&#8217;t hold me anymore<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole<br>No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried<br>Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied<br>That leaves only me to blame &#8216;cause Mama tried<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Dear old Daddy, rest his soul &#8211;&nbsp;Left my mom a heavy load<br>She tried so very hard to fill his shoes<br>Working hours without rest &#8211;&nbsp;Wanted me to have the best<br>She tried to raise me right but I refused<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole<br>No one could steer me right but Mama tried, Mama tried<br>Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleading I denied<br>That leaves only me to blame &#8216;cause Mama tried<\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: right;\">\u2666 &nbsp;&#8216;<b>Hobo Bill&#8217;s Last Ride&#8217; &nbsp;\u2193 [J. Rodgers]<\/b><\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/lyR5ILdlYMk\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">Riding on the eastbound freight train speeding through the night<br>Hobo Bill the railroad bum was fighting for his life<br>The sadness of his eyes revealed the torture of his soul<br>He raised a weak and weary hand to brush away the coal.<br><em>Hey ho-bo Bill.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">No warm lights flickered round him, no blankets there to hold<br>Nothing but the howling wind and the driving rain so cold<br>When he heard a whistle blowing in a dreamy kind of way<br>The hobo seemed contented for he smile there where he lay.<br><em>Hey ho-bo Bill.<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">Outside the rain was falling on the lonely boxcar door<br>But the little form of Hobo Bill lay dead upon the floor<br>And there was no mother longing to soothe his weary soul<br>But he was just a hobo and he died out in the fall.<br><em>Hey ho-bo Bill&#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00f7&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; \u00f7&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; \u00f7&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; \u00f7&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; \u00f7&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; \u00f7<\/h6>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\">\u00a4 &nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/online.fliphtml5.com\/wixy\/zakc\/#p=32\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Willie Nelson<\/a><\/span><\/h3>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">\u2666 &nbsp;Hit Medley On The Grand Ole Opry \u2193 (1965)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=W1bXdXWEKaE\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-50710\" src=\"http:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/1963-Grand-Ole-Opry-Program-Willie-Nelson-Debut.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"400\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/1963-Grand-Ole-Opry-Program-Willie-Nelson-Debut.jpg 300w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/1963-Grand-Ole-Opry-Program-Willie-Nelson-Debut-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/1963-Grand-Ole-Opry-Program-Willie-Nelson-Debut-113x150.jpg 113w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8211; &nbsp;&#8216;<strong>Hello Walls&#8217; &nbsp;\u2191<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">Hello walls, (Hello, hello.) &nbsp;&nbsp;How&#8217;d things go for you today?<br>Don&#8217;t you miss her. &nbsp; &nbsp;Since she up and walked away?<br>And I&#8217;ll bet you dread to spend another lonely night with me,<br>But lonely walls, I&#8217;ll keep you company.<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>&#8211; &nbsp;&#8216;Funny How Time Slips Away&#8217;<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">Well, hello there &nbsp;&#8211; &nbsp;My, it&#8217;s been a long, long time<br>How am I doing? &nbsp;&nbsp;Oh, I guess that I&#8217;m doing fine<br>It&#8217;s been so long now,<br>But it seems now, that it was only yesterday<br>Gee, ain&#8217;t it funny, how time slips away.<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>&#8211; &nbsp;&#8216;Night Life&#8217; &nbsp;<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">When the evenin&#8217; sun goes down &nbsp;&#8211; &nbsp;You will find me hangin&#8217; &#8216;round<br>Oh, the night life, it ain&#8217;t no good life &nbsp; &#8211; &nbsp;&nbsp;But it&#8217;s my life<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">Many people just like me &nbsp;&#8211; &nbsp;Dreamin&#8217; of old used-to-be&#8217;s<br>Oh, the night life, it ain&#8217;t no good life &nbsp;&#8211; &nbsp;Ah, but it&#8217;s my life<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">Listen to the blues that they&#8217;re playin&#8217; &nbsp;&#8211; &nbsp;Listen what the blues are sayin&#8217;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">Life is just another scene &nbsp;In this old world of broken dreams<br>Oh, the night life, it ain&#8217;t no good life &nbsp;&#8211; &nbsp;But it&#8217;s my life<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>&#8211; &nbsp;&nbsp;&#8216;Crazy&#8217;<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">I&#8217;m crazy, crazy for feeling so lonely &nbsp;&#8211; &nbsp;I&#8217;m crazy crazy for feeling so blue<br>I knew that you&#8217;d love me as long as you wanted&#8230;<\/address>\n<h5>\u25ca &nbsp;&#8216;On The Road Again&#8217; &nbsp;\u2193&nbsp;(Live @ The Grand Ole Opry)<\/h5>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/Gdlyi5mckg0\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<address><strong>One, two<\/strong>&nbsp; &#8211; &nbsp;<strong>One, two, three, four<\/strong><\/address>\n<address><strong>On the road again<\/strong><br><strong>Just can&#8217;t wait to get on the road again<\/strong><br><strong>The life I love is making music with my friends<\/strong><br><strong>And I can&#8217;t wait to get on the road again<\/strong><\/address>\n<address>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address><strong>On the road again<\/strong><br><strong>Goin&#8217; places that I&#8217;ve never been<\/strong><br><strong>Seein&#8217; things that I may never see again<\/strong><br><strong>And I can&#8217;t wait to get on the road again<\/strong><\/address>\n<address>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address><strong>On the road again<\/strong><\/address>\n<address><strong>Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway<\/strong><br><strong>We&#8217;re the best of friends<\/strong><br><strong>Insisting that the world keep turning our way <\/strong><\/address>\n<address><strong>and our way &nbsp;<\/strong><strong>Is on the road again<\/strong><\/address>\n<address><strong>I just can&#8217;t wait to get on the road again<\/strong><br><strong>The life I love is making music with my friends<\/strong><br><strong>And I can&#8217;t wait to get on the road again<\/strong><\/address>\n<address>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address><strong>On the road again<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address><strong>Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway<\/strong><br><strong>We&#8217;re the best of friends<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address><strong>Insisting that the world keep turning our way <\/strong><\/address>\n<address><strong>and our way<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>Is on the road again<\/strong><\/address>\n<address><strong>Just can&#8217;t wait to get on the road again<\/strong><br><strong>The life I love is making music with my friends<\/strong><br><strong>And I can&#8217;t wait to get on the road again &#8230;<\/strong><\/address>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=R7f189Z0v0Y\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-50713 alignnone\" src=\"http:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Always-on-my-mind.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"268\" height=\"271\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Always-on-my-mind.jpg 1487w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Always-on-my-mind-297x300.jpg 297w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Always-on-my-mind-1015x1024.jpg 1015w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Always-on-my-mind-768x775.jpg 768w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Always-on-my-mind-400x403.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 268px) 100vw, 268px\" \/><\/a>\u21d0<strong>&#8216;Always On My Mind&#8217;<\/strong><\/p>\n<address><strong>Maybe I didn&#8217;t love you<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>Quite as often as I could have<\/strong><br><strong>Maybe I didn&#8217;t treat you<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>Quite as good as I should have<\/strong><\/address>\n<address><strong>If I made you feel second best<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>Girl I&#8217;m sorry I was blind<\/strong><br><strong>You were always on my mind<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>You were always on my mind<\/strong><\/address>\n<address>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address><strong>Maybe I didn&#8217;t hold you<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>All those lonely, lonely times<\/strong><br><strong>And I guess I never told you<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>I&#8217;m so happy that you&#8217;re mine<\/strong><\/address>\n<address><strong>Little things I should have said and done<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>I just never took the time<\/strong><br><strong>You were always on my mind<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>You were always on my mind<\/strong><\/address>\n<address>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address><strong>Tell me<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>Tell me that your sweet love hasn&#8217;t died<\/strong><br><strong>And give me<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied<\/strong><br><strong>I&#8217;ll keep you satisfied<\/strong><\/address>\n<address><strong>Little things I should have said and done<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>I just never took the time<\/strong><br><strong>You were always on my mind &#8211;&nbsp;You were always on my mind<\/strong><br><strong>You were always on my mind &#8211;&nbsp;You were always on my mind<\/strong><\/address>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u221e&nbsp; &#8216;Pancho &amp; Leftie&#8217; &nbsp;\u2193&nbsp;[with&nbsp;Merle Haggard]<\/h5>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/UoKvUYbGu7A\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture\" allowfullscreen=\"\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Living on the road my friend,&nbsp;<strong>Was gonna keep you free and clean.<\/strong><\/strong><br><strong>Now you wear your skin like iron &#8211;&nbsp;<strong>Your breath as hard as kerosene.<\/strong><\/strong><br><strong>You weren&#8217;t your mama&#8217;s only boy,<\/strong>&nbsp;<strong>but her favorite one it seems.<\/strong><br><strong>She began to cry when you said goodbye,<\/strong><br><strong>And sank into your dreams.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong><strong>Pancho was a bandit boy &#8211;&nbsp;<\/strong>His horse was fast as polished steel.<\/strong><br><strong>He wore his gun outside his pants&nbsp;<strong>for all the honest world to feel.<\/strong><\/strong><br><strong>Pancho met his match you know<\/strong>&nbsp;<strong>on the deserts down in Mexico,<\/strong><br><strong>Nobody heard his dying words,<\/strong><br><strong>Ah but that&#8217;s the way it goes.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>All the Federales say,<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>They could have had him any day<\/strong><br><strong>They only let him slip away,&nbsp;<strong>out of kindness, I suppose.<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Lefty, he can&#8217;t sing the blues<\/strong>&nbsp; <strong>all night long like he used to.<\/strong><br><strong>The dust that Pancho bit down south<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>ended up in Lefty&#8217;s mouth.<\/strong><br><strong>The day they laid poor Pancho low,<\/strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>Lefty split for Ohio.<\/strong><br><strong>Where he got the bread to go,<\/strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;<strong>There ain&#8217;t nobody knows.<\/strong><\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>All the Federales say<\/strong>,&nbsp;<strong>We could have had him any day.<\/strong><br><strong>We only let him slip away<\/strong>&nbsp; &#8211; &nbsp;<strong>Out of kindness, I suppose.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>The poets tell how Pancho fell,<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>and Lefty&#8217;s living in cheap hotels<\/strong><br><strong>The desert&#8217;s quiet, Cleveland&#8217;s cold,<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>and so the story ends we&#8217;re told.<\/strong><br><strong>Pancho needs your prayers it&#8217;s true,<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>But save a few for Lefty too.<\/strong><br><strong>He only did what he had to do,<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>and now he&#8217;s growing old.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>All the Federales say<\/strong>, <strong>We could have had him any day.<\/strong><br><strong>We only let him go so long<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>Out of kindness, I suppose.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>A few gray Federales say<\/strong>,&nbsp;<strong>We could have had him any day<\/strong><br><strong>We only let him go so long<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>Out of kindness, I suppose.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>\u221e &nbsp;Willie Nelson &amp; Kris Kristofferson<\/strong> \u21d3 [Aberdeen, 1992]<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=0zGGzsiA1dA\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter  wp-image-50714\" src=\"http:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Loving....jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"363\" height=\"274\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Loving...-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Loving...-150x113.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 363px) 100vw, 363px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/y-8WQ2Fg8bE\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<address><strong>I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountains in the skies.<\/strong><br><strong>Achin&#8217; with the feelin&#8217; of the freedom of an eagle when she flies.<\/strong><br><strong>Turnin&#8217; on the world the way she smiled upon my soul as I lay dying.<\/strong><br><strong>Healin&#8217; as the colours in the sunshine and the shadows of her eyes.<\/strong><\/address>\n<address>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address><strong>Wakin&#8217; in the mornin&#8217; to the feelin&#8217; of her fingers on my skin.<\/strong><br><strong>Wipin&#8217; out the traces of the people and the places that I&#8217;ve been.<\/strong><br><strong>Teachin&#8217; me that yesterday was something that I never thought of trying.<\/strong><br><strong>Talkin&#8217; of tomorrow and the money, love and time we had to spend.<\/strong><\/address>\n<address>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address><strong>Lovin&#8217; her was easier than anything I&#8217;ll ever do again.<\/strong><\/address>\n<address>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address><strong>Comin&#8217; close together with a feelin&#8217; that I&#8217;ve never known before, in my time.<\/strong><br><strong>She ain&#8217;t ashamed to be a woman, or afraid to be a friend.<\/strong><br><strong>I don&#8217;t know the answer to the easy way she&#8217;s opened every door in my mind.<\/strong><br><strong>But dreamin&#8217; was as easy as believin&#8217; it was never gonna end.<\/strong><\/address>\n<address><strong>Lovin&#8217; her was easier than anything I&#8217;ll ever do again.<\/strong><\/address>\n<address>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address><strong>Comin&#8217; close together with a feelin&#8217; that I&#8217;ve never known before, in my time.<\/strong><br><strong>She ain&#8217;t ashamed to be a woman, she&#8217;s not afraid to be a friend.<\/strong><br><strong>I don&#8217;t know the answer to the easy way she&#8217;s opened every door in my mind.<\/strong><br><strong>And dreamin&#8217; was as easy as believin&#8217; it was never gonna end.<\/strong><\/address>\n<address><strong>Lovin&#8217; her was easier than anything I&#8217;ll ever do again.<\/strong><\/address>\n<address><strong>Lovin&#8217; her was easier than anything I&#8217;ll ever do again.<\/strong><\/address>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: left;\">\u221e&nbsp;&nbsp; with Paola &nbsp;\u2192<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?t=128&amp;v=JoQ2axlgZQQ\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">&#8216;Have You Ever Seen The Rain?&#8217;<\/a> &nbsp;\u21d4 &nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.azlyrics.com\/lyrics\/creedenceclearwaterrevival\/haveyoueverseentherain.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">[lyrics]<\/a><\/h6>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: right;\"><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\">\u221e&nbsp;&nbsp;<span style=\"color: #ff0000;\">with Sidn\u00e9ad O\u2019Connor &nbsp;\u2193 <a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=Tjgxx782c68\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">&nbsp;&#8216;Don&#8217;t Give Up&#8217;<\/a><\/span>&nbsp;[P. Gabriel]<\/span><\/h6>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: right;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=pqikUrBdwKw\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-11275\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/DGU.gif\" alt=\"DGU\" width=\"173\" height=\"154\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/DGU.gif 173w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/DGU-150x133.gif 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 173px) 100vw, 173px\" \/><\/span><\/a><\/h4>\n<address style=\"text-align: right;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><strong>In this proud land we grew up strong<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>We were wanted all along<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><strong>I was taught to fight, taught to win<\/strong>&nbsp; \u2013 &nbsp;<strong>I never thought that I could fail<\/strong><\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: right;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><strong>No fight left or so it seems<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>I am a man whose dreams have all deserted<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><strong>I\u2019ve changed my face, I\u2019ve changed my name<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>But no one wants you when you lose<\/strong><\/span><strong>&nbsp;<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: right;\"><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Don\u2019t give up<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>\u2018cos you have friends<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Don\u2019t give up<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>You\u2019re not beaten yet<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Don\u2019t give up<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>I know you can make it good<\/strong><\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong>&nbsp;<\/strong><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: right;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><strong>Though I saw it all around<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>I never thought that I could be affected<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><strong>I thought that we\u2019d be the last to go<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>It is so strange the way things turn<\/strong><\/span>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: right;\"><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Don\u2019t give up<\/strong>&nbsp; \u2013 &nbsp;<strong>You still have us<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Don\u2019t give up<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>We don\u2019t need much of anything<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Don\u2019t give up<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>\u2019cause somewhere there\u2019s a place<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>where we belong<\/strong><\/span><\/address>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=Wv_NwsCfmUs\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><strong style=\"font-style: italic; text-align: right;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-28545\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/SoC.jpeg\" alt=\"SoC\" width=\"170\" height=\"255\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/SoC.jpeg 170w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/SoC-100x150.jpeg 100w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 170px) 100vw, 170px\" \/><\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n<address style=\"text-align: right;\">&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: right;\"><span style=\"color: #003300;\"><strong>\u2018Got to walk out of here<\/strong>&nbsp; \u2013 &nbsp;<strong>I can\u2019t take anymore<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #003300;\"><strong>Going to stand on that bridge<\/strong>&nbsp; \u2013 &nbsp;<strong>Keep my eyes down below<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #003300;\"><strong>Whatever may come<\/strong>&nbsp; \u2013 &nbsp;<strong>And whatever may go<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #003300;\"><strong>That river\u2019s flowing<\/strong>&nbsp; \u2013 &nbsp;<strong>That river\u2019s flowing<\/strong><\/span><\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: right;\">&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: right;\"><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><strong>Moved on to another town<\/strong>&nbsp; \u2013 &nbsp;<strong>Tried hard to settle down<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><strong>For every job, so many men<\/strong>&nbsp; \u2013 &nbsp;<strong>So many men no-one needs<\/strong><\/span>&nbsp;<\/address>\n<address style=\"text-align: right;\"><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Don\u2019t give up<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>\u2019cause you have friends<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Don\u2019t give up<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>You\u2019re not the only one<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Don\u2019t give up<\/strong>&nbsp; \u2013 &nbsp;<strong>No reason to be ashamed<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Don\u2019t give up<\/strong>&nbsp; \u2013 &nbsp;<strong>You still have us<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Don\u2019t give up now<\/strong>&nbsp;&#8211;&nbsp;<strong>We\u2019re proud of who you are<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Don\u2019t give up<\/strong>&nbsp; \u2013 &nbsp;<strong>You know it\u2019s never been easy<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Don\u2019t give up<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>\u2019cause I believe there\u2019s the a place<\/strong><\/span><br><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>There\u2019s a place where we belong<\/strong><\/span><\/address>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>\u2666 &nbsp; &#8216;She&#8217;s Gone&#8217; &nbsp;\u2193<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/TVwkS6AcszY\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">She is gone&nbsp; &#8211;&nbsp; But she was here<br>and her presence is still heavy in the air<br>oh what a taste of human love<br>now she is gone and it don&#8217;t matter anymore.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Passing dreams&nbsp; in the night<br>it was more than just a woman and a man<br>it was love&nbsp; without disguise<br>And now my life will never be the same again<\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: left;\">\u2666 &nbsp;&#8216;Gravedigger&#8217; &nbsp;\u2193 &nbsp;[2007]<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/Bzz8jG2SO1Y\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Cyrus Jones from 1810 to 1913<br>Made his great grandchildren believe&nbsp;he could live to a 103<br>A hundred and three is forever when you&#8217;re just a little kid<br>So, Cyrus Jones lived forever<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Gravedigger, when you dig my grave<\/strong><br><strong>Could you make it shallow so that I can feel the rain &#8211;&nbsp;<strong>Gravedigger<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Muriel Stonewall from 1903 to 1954<br>She lost both of her babies in the second great war<br>Now, you should never have to watch your only children lowered in the ground<br>That means you should never have to bury your own babies<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Gravedigger, when you dig my grave<\/strong><br><strong>Could you make it shallow so that I can feel the rain &#8211;&nbsp;<strong>Gravedigger<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Ring around the rosey &nbsp;&#8211; &nbsp;Pocket full o&#8217;posey<br>Ashes to ashes &nbsp;&#8211; &nbsp;We all fall down<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Gravedigger, when you dig my grave<\/strong><br><strong>Could you make it shallow so that I can feel the rain &#8211;&nbsp;<strong>Oh Gravedigger<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Little Mikey Carson &#8217;67 to &#8217;75<br>He rode his bike like the devil until the day he died<br>When he grows up he wants to be Mr. Vertigo on the flying trapeze, oh<br>1940 to 1992<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong><strong>Gravedigger, when you dig my grave<\/strong><br><strong>Could you make it shallow so that I can feel the rain<\/strong><br><strong>Gravedigger<\/strong>&nbsp;. . .<\/strong><\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: left;\">\u2666 &nbsp;&#8216;Roll Me Up and Smoke Me When I Die&#8217; \u2193 &nbsp;[2013]<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/kn-AB78kvvE\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Roll me up and smoke me when I die<\/strong><br><strong>And if anyone don&#8217;t like it, just look &#8216;em in the eye<\/strong><br><strong>I didn&#8217;t come here, and I ain&#8217;t leavin&#8217;<\/strong><br><strong>So don&#8217;t sit around and cry<\/strong><br><strong>Just roll me up and smoke me when I die.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Now, you won&#8217;t see no sad and teary eyes<br>When I get my wings and it&#8217;s my time to fly<br>Call my friends and tell &#8216;em<br>There&#8217;s a party, come on by<br>Now just roll me up and smoke me when I die.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Roll me up and smoke me when I die<\/strong><br><strong>And if anyone don&#8217;t like it, just look &#8216;em in the eye<\/strong><br><strong>I didn&#8217;t come here, and I ain&#8217;t leavin&#8217;<\/strong><br><strong>So don&#8217;t sit around and cry<\/strong><br><strong>Just roll me up and smoke me when I die.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Take me out and build a roaring fire<br>Roll me in the flames for about an hour<br>Then take me out and twist me up<br>And point me towards the sky<br>And roll me up and smoke me when I die.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Roll me up and smoke me when I die<\/strong><br><strong>And if anyone don&#8217;t like it, just look &#8216;em in the eye<\/strong><br><strong>I didn&#8217;t come here, and I ain&#8217;t leavin&#8217;<\/strong><br><strong>So don&#8217;t sit around and cry<\/strong><br><strong>Just roll me up and smoke me when I die.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.npr.org\/books\/titles\/165147721\/roll-me-up-and-smoke-me-when-i-die-musings-from-the-road\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-46992 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Willie-Roll-Me-Up-and-Smoke-Me-When-I-Die1-book-by-Willie-Nelson.jpg\" alt=\"Willie-Roll-Me-Up-and-Smoke-Me-When-I-Die1-book-by-Willie-Nelson\" width=\"193\" height=\"295\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Willie-Roll-Me-Up-and-Smoke-Me-When-I-Die1-book-by-Willie-Nelson.jpg 193w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/07\/Willie-Roll-Me-Up-and-Smoke-Me-When-I-Die1-book-by-Willie-Nelson-98x150.jpg 98w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 193px) 100vw, 193px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Originally a troubled youngster who served time in San Quentin prison (from 1957 through 1960), California native&nbsp;Merle Haggard&nbsp;[1937-2016] grew to become a country music legend. With 38 number one hits and 250 original songs, he remains one of the best-known and most covered artists in country music.<\/p>\n<p> \u2666 &nbsp;&#8216;Branded Man&#8217; [&#8230;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":28,"featured_media":9520,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[168],"tags":[102,313],"class_list":["post-9519","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-lyrics2","tag-lyrics","tag-america","odd"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9519","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/28"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=9519"}],"version-history":[{"count":104,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9519\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":55593,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9519\/revisions\/55593"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/9520"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9519"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9519"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9519"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}