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To Beat the Devil

アーティスト:Waylon Jennings  アルバム:Good Hearted Woman 

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It was winter time in Nashville Down on Music City Row I was lookin' for a place to get Myself out of the cold To warm the frozen feelin' That was eatin' at my soul And keep the chilly winds off my guitar. My thirsty wanted whiskey And my hunger needed beans But I guess it'd been a month of payday Since I heard that eagle scream So with a stomach full of empty And a pocket full of dreams I left my pride and stepped inside a bar Actually I guess you'd call it a tavern Cigarette smoke to the ceiling Sawdust on the floor friendly shadows. I saw that there was just An old man sittin' at the bar In the mirror I could see him Checkin' me and my guitar He said come up here boy Show us what you are I said I'm dry, he bought me a beer He nodded at my guitar. Said it's a tough life ain't it I just looked at him And he said you ain't Makin' any money are you I said you been readin' my mail He just smiled and said let me see that guitar I got somethin' you oughta hear Then he laid it on me. If you waste your time a talkin' To the people who don't listen To the things that you are sayin' Who do you thinks gonna hear And if you should die explainin' How the thing they complain about Or the things they could be changing


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