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You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown
You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown
That I'm standing at the crossroads,
barrelhouse, baby
They call us on the riverside
You can run, you can run
Go and tell my friend-boy Willie Brown
You can run, you can run
Go and tell my
Well, I know a cat called Way-Out Willie
He's got a cool, little chic, called rockin' Billy
Just a walking, strolling through the cue
Doing that
Well, I know a cat called Way-Out Willie
He's got a cool, little chic, called rockin' Billy
Just a walking, strolling through the cue
Doing that
Twas in the merry month of May
When flowers were a-bloomin'
Sweet Willie on his deathbed lay
For the love of Barbara Allen
He sent his servant
Twas in the merry month of May
When flowers were a-bloomin'
Sweet Willie on his deathbed lay
For the love of Barbara Allen
He sent his
and one big cloud of smoke
Plug it in and turn it on and the music goes for broke
Down at Drippin' Springs down at Drippin' Springs
There's Willie
and Willie and the boys
This successful life we're livin'
Got us feuding like the Hatfields and McCoys
Between Hank Williams' pain songs and
Newbury's
Hopscotch Willie swore he was framed
He was a mark not a killer
So he did claim
It was a classic example of a fall guy
Facts all point to skinny
I know his cat named Way-out Willie
He's got a groovy little chick named Rocking Lily
Yeah, rock and rolling Suzie Q
Do that crazy old hand jive,
Friend.
ALBUM:
WILLIE NELSON W/WAYLON JENNINGS
TAKE IT TO THE LIMIT
Tis of a brave young highwayman this story I will tell
His name was Willie Brennan and in Ireland he did dwell
It was on the Kilwood Mountain he
on the riverside
You can run, you can run tell my friend boy Willie Brown
Run, you can run tell my friend boy Willie Brown
And I'm standing at the crossroads
I gave my seat to on that plane
I think you already know
I told you that a long time ago
Me and ol' Willie, lordy we've been sold and bought
I
I know a cat named Way-Out Willie
Had a cool little chick named Rockin' Billie
Made a heart of stone Susie-Q, doin' that crazy hand jive too
Papa
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
And blind Willie Time, he had a dime shoe shine
Stand down on Beale Street
And Willie would stop and say "Hello"
To all the shoes he'd meet
"Why are you so
O rattlin' roarin ' Willie
Oh he held to the fair
An' for to sell his fiddle
An' buy some other ware
But partin' wi' his fiddle
The saut tear
many martyrs fell
And I know one thing, nobody can sing
Them blues like blind Willie McTell
Well, I heard the hoot-owl singing
As they were taking
finally picked me up and made me who I am
I'm like Billy Graham's bible
And that old guitar Willie plays
The good lord had a plan for them
The moment
[Chorus]
Hey Willie let's pack up and catch us a slow train
And go back to Phoenix to a far brighter day
Where stars were for shining in
I know a cat named Way-out Willie
He's got a groovy little chick named Rocking' Lily
Yeah, rock and rolling Suzie Q
Do that crazy old hand jive,
[C] Well, Willie he [C7] carried his [F] guitar on his [C] back
As he hopped aboard a freight [G7] train
And [C] somewhere [C7] in the [F] cold
I know a cat named Way-out Willie
He's got a groovy little chick named Rocking' Lily
Yeah, rock and rolling Suzie Q
Do that crazy old hand jive,
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