Play your fiddle Little Orphan Annie Play it for the shrimpers and the pirates out to sea Play it for the hippies down in Mallory Square If I’m not there won’t you play a song for me We all called her Little Orphan Annie at the playground Merry go merry go merry go round Till…
Well I’m finally getting used to the water the way the tarantulas bite Those Federals didn’t believe I only came here to watch the bulls fight Tell my mother I need a good lawyer tell my father I’m getting a tan My sleepy siesta down south of the border is taking more time than I…
Well I’m just an old man now covered with scars Most of them I got fighting in them redneck bars And A bunch of brand new tattoos that Squench put on me He covered up the ones I’d gotten years ago Back in prison when I was just Dave Coe And I wasn’t famous then…
If I knew I could count on you I would love you my whole life through There is nothing that I would not do if I knew I could count on you I’ve been lonely for a long time I’ve been looking everywhere I need someone to believe in I need someone that will care…
Lightly tripping through The misty dripping morning Up the stairs to see if she was home When I found a note That she’d wrote with a pen Attached upon her door And the two weeks stack of daily papers Said goodbye to someone that I love [Chorus:] And it looks as if she’s headed For…
I’m a cosmic cowboy A big time player I like Pantera, Kid Rock, and Slayer I like Ice-T the rapper I mean When it comes to drinking I like Jim Beam I play Wash-burn guitars with a rebel flag But I don’t wear make-up or dress in drag I smoke a lot, I’m a whiskey…
How do you spell relief? I get D-R-U-N-K Lately Dave since my baby left me I do it almost every day It’s the only thing that I’ve found That’ll take the hurt away Well how do you spell relief John? I get D-R-U-N-K Every night about sundown I get a pain down deep inside This…
Morning found me lying on a floor in New Orleans, Looking like the patches was about to eat my jeans. Feeling like my belly was a warehouse for the blues And I sure miss my sweet Cocaine Carolina. Met her on an ocean liner, called her Cocaine Carolina She was quite a lady then and…
She was a waitress in a west Texas dance hall I was a cowboy with a throat full of sand I called her Honey when she brought my whiskey And later I left there holding her hand Then we walked down the street to a tumble down hotel Where she had a room on a…
Standing on the corner watching all the girls go by Drinking wine and whiskey smoking joints and staying high I was young and crazy and I never thought that I could die ’59 Cadillac ’57 Chevrolet Going to the gravel pit and racing til the break of day Smoking in the boys room looking for…