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3 shades of black is where I come from.
Depression, Missery, and Hellacious fun.
No we're not the kind to turn our backs and run
coz 3 shades of black is where we come from.
We are a certain breed and we dont like you.
Some are junkies some are freaks and others are everyday ghouls.
No one will ever know what we've been through
and we are proud in the light of the moon.

Livin alone,
singin my songs
Thinkin bout the good times
when you were my own

Lady you taught me
how to hurt and cry,
and each day I'm not with you

well i'm working real hard and not gettin paid i'm sick of this life and i gotta get a break
i've been real high and i've been down low and i live in a shack on a country dirt road
so i'm workin real hard and not getting paid and i'm sick of this life and i gotta get a break
and i just can't get by anymore. i've been real high and i've been down low
and i live in a shack on a country dirt road and my best friend is my magnum fourty four

Well workin' real hard ain't hard to do When you got you a lotta money comin' to you
But I ain't got a dime so I'll just sit here

Well I'm leavin mississippi
and im looking for higher ground
said 7 long months 39 days to turn my ways around

Well I ain't proud of the things I've done
so I've got to change it now
I said 7 long months 39 days to turn my ways around

Well they blew up the chicken man
in Philly last night
Now they blew up his house too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin'
ready for a fight,
Gonna see what them racket boys can do
Now there's trouble busin' in
from outta state,

I used to have a nice life, I used to live by the right
But I've strayed from the good side of the Lord
And I flirted with the Devil and he dealt me a card

And he told me that you will never win
And he told me that I was his best friend
I had nothing to go home too
So I sold my soul to the Devil, now I'm blue

I've been up all night and I can't sleep
I've been thinkin' about You and I can't eat
I tried to go outside but it started to rain
And I'm sittin' here in tears, callin' Your name

Callin' Your name, oh Lord, I need You now
I didn't know how far, I was driftin' out
And it's been so hard livin' all alone

well i'm a candidate for suicide the more that i get old
i'm a candidate for suicide the drugs have taken their toll
i'm a candidate for suicide i was raped at 8 yrs old
well i'm a candidate for suicide cause i'm a cheap liar and a wh*re
well i been busted up and beaten down no self esteem to make me proud
anti social depressed and cursed
well i hope i feel better when i'm ridin in that hearse
and all my emotions have left me and i no longer hurt.

Well my name is Cecil Brown
and I'm from a little town
and people don't think much of me

I never understood
why they thought I was no good
But this is how it seems

Early one mornin' while making the rounds
I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down
Went right home and I went to bed
I stuck that lovin' .44 beneath my head
Got up the next morning and I grabbed my gun
took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run, but I run too slow -
they overtook me down in Juarez Mexico

Well, oh what a feeling
that burns down low
when you ain't got no where to turn,
or no where to go
It makes me feel like sometimes
I'm outta control
So I'm gonna get wasted
with all my country heroes

Well, I was rollin' by myself, went down to Memphis, Tennessee
And I was looking for a guy, had a mullet but no teeth
And I was trippin' on some acid a latino gave to me
Yeah, I was smoking morphine til it knocked me off my feet
Then I scored some "H" from my old Uncle Pete
now I'm startin' to feel like I might've ODed

On an overdose of drugs, overdose of sin

Way down in West Virginia,
There are some people who are one of a kind.
They don't need nothin' from nobody,
'Cause they're already doin' fine.
You got Hasil Adkins punchin',
An' Mamie's raisin' hell.
The legend of D Ray White,
Will never die like a rebel yell.

Way down in West Virginia
There's some people who are one of a kind
They don't need nothin' from nobody
Cause there already doin' fine
You got Hasil Adkins hunchin'
And Maime's raisin' hell
The legend of D. Ray White
Will never die like a rebel yell

Well, If the Devil's got a Daughter
I got her in my arms
She drinks Gin and water
When she hears those, lonely country songs
She'll howl all night long
Well, she just can't be tamed, she's a burnin flame
Well, If the devil's got a daughter
she's sittin here next to me

Well some say I'm not country
and that's just fine with me
'Cause I don't wanna be country
with some faggot looking over at me
They say that I'm ill-mannered
that I'm gonna self-destruct
But if you know what I'm thinkin'
you'll know that pop country really sucks

Well I've been high
As the mountains
Cruisin' down the road in my 65
And I've got a
Hard-rockin' band,
Baby that wants to kick it
To the other side

Well I'm sittin' here drinkin' over mama
Well I just can't believe that she is gone.
But I never did think mama would leave us,
To fend for ourselves on our own.

Well now paw, he can't hardly understand it,
'Cause he never did treat our mama wrong.
But I guess that mama never told him

Drifting alone just like a dog now
Running with a no place to go
I'm trying to get over something
That did its best to take my soul

You gone but not forgotten
And i see your smiling face
One day I'll be over you dear

Well down the Mississippi highway
Into New Orleans
I said everything is going ok

I got my hillbilly ride
And my gal by my side
And we're doing it all the way

I went honky tonkin'
last Saturday night
Dancin' and prancin'
beneath the neon lights
Pocket full of silver
and not a care in the world
Havin' fun and flirtin'
with them honky tonk girls

Sittin up all night trying to have a good time singing my songs and trying to get paid
Ive been roughed up beat up Ive been cut I got a tattoo at a tender age
Never could respect a sheriff trying to break my neck with a few friends and a can of mace
Born on the south side with alot of rebel pride raised alot of hell in my younger days

Hey I cant help what I say
I could be right I could be wrong
It just might hurt but it makes me strong

I was raised by myself down in Arkansas
My family had some rich folks' but they'd never call
If they wanna be that way well that's fine with me
Cause i ain't got a thing to say to a man filled with greed

Well if you can't even help your own,
Well my friend one day you're gonna be all alone

My mind is breakin', can you feel the heat?
My boots are burning, when they hit the street

Good morning whiskey
Good morning night
The end of the world is in my sight

Coming out from the other side

Well, I'm runnin' down the road about a hundred and five
Don't care if I live, I just wanna die
Searching for a gal who wants to keep me alive
Satan's in the backseat givin' me advice again
Livin' a life of sin

Well, the highways are rocking with our hillbilly sound
Tryin' to show these people how we like to get down

I don't need nobody
To call me on the phone
I don't need no company
I'd rather be alone
I'm just happy by myself
Herebeing blue
I'm not lonely,
I'm just lonesome for you

Low down, once again
Well I'm strugglin' now
To get by, my friend

It's keepin' me up
Real late at night
I just can't settle down
My honky tonk life

Sittin' in the bayou country,
just me and my fishin' line
I raised a lot of hell and I hollered,
sippin' on that Georgia moonshine
Well, I know how to have a damn good time
And I take my shots
straight out of the jug
and I like to get pure drunk

She said she's gonna quit me,
If I didn't quit the booze.
So I just started drinkin' more,
To see if she would really choose.
And I have to hand it to that girl:
She meant every breath.
An' I'm glad she did, 'cause I was about,
To drink myself to death.

"'Neath A Cold Gray Tomb Of Stone"

Standin' by, a lonesome graveyard, everything I love is gone,
Weeping as, they lay my darlin',
'Neath a cold gray tomb of stone...

In this world, I'm left to wander, with no one to call my own.
And the one I love is sleepin',

Well I'm gonna do some drinkin'
I'm gonna drink all that whiskey that I can
Hell, I'm gonna do some drinkin'
I'm gonna drink all that whiskey that I can

'Cause I'm, a drinkin' smokin'
nighttime ramblin' kind of man

Lookin' back thru the years, I saw my anger
There was things that I could not control
Wanderin' thru my memories with my darlin'
Now I fall thru the door on my own
On my own again
All alone again
Now I see what it's like when your away
On my own again

Yeah you're burning
Oh you're burning
My ears with your travelling tales

But my in laws;
oh baby my in laws
Well they're trying to tie a young man down

Well the bottles getting lower again my friend
And hard times are trying it's best to get in
The bottles getting lower again my friend
So do yourself a shot and lets start to sin

The bottles getting lower again my friend
And do yourself a shot and lets start to win
The bottles getting lower again my friend

Well the bottles getting lower again my friend
And hard times are trying it's best to get in
The bottles getting lower again my friend
So do yourself a shot and lets start to sin

The bottles getting lower again my friend
And do yourself a shot and lets start to win
The bottles getting lower again my friend

well i'm working real hard and not gettin paid i'm sick of this life and i gotta get a break
i've been real high and i've been down low and i live in a shack on a country dirt road
so i'm workin real hard and not getting paid and i'm sick of this life and i gotta get a break
and i just can't get by anymore. i've been real high and i've been down low
and i live in a shack on a country dirt road and my best friend is my magnum fourty four

Well workin' real hard ain't hard to do When you got you a lotta money comin' to you
But I ain't got a dime so I'll just sit here

Well I was driving by myself through Tennessee
and I broke down on the side of the road, look at me

Well I got a mohawk, and that's really sad
that I don't think that they'll think I'm a good man

So I went to a bar, so I could use the phone
The guy just looked at me and said, "Hell no!"

Yeah, I'm down in Houston tryin' to get that woman off my mind
Hell, I'm down in Houston tryin' to get my filly? off my mind
I've been workin' hard and I'm lookin'? for a damn good time

Yeah, I'm down in Houston and lookin' for a light
And I'm rockin' hard and fast and I'm always ridin' high
And I'm huntin' all around, doin' what I can
I pack? my loaded gun, 'cause I'm a wanted man

Now Playin' country music
it ain't like it used to be
I'm so tired of this new stuff
they're tryin' to get me to sing
That ain't no country music to me
Well, you can only take so much
of putting people down
when you got the best,

Last night ya told me that I ain't worth a dime
Well don't worry honey 'cause I'm leaving this time

Why don't ya leave me alone
Why don't ya leave me alone
Well, your hillbilly daddy's packin'
and I'm gonna get gone

I woke up this mornin', kissed my wife goodbye
i pray to god that i'll make it home safe tonight
it's a dangerous job but i take that risk
i'll trade my blood and sweat just to feed my kids
i've been working for the man since a tender age
now a rich politician wants to lower my wage
pour me a drink so i can understand
these are the struggles of a working man

I lay here at night
I toss and I turn
Lovin you so
How my heart yearns
Honey, You're the reason I can't sleep at night
Just a walkin' the floor
Thinking of you
Smoke cigarettes