Since you left me I've been spending my time
Out on the highway underneath a neon sign
It reads Hilltop Tavern in faded broken blue
It's a rank dank highway honky tonk
But it's my home since I lost you
A highway honky tonk a juke box and a
bar
Two old pinball machines sittin against
the wall
Turnin clocks and fancy signs of all
the big name brews
It's a rank dank highway honky tonk
But it's my home since I lost you
I start the evening sittin at the bar
Feelin tired and contented not carin where
you are
But soon the juke box is playing a forgotten
melody
And then I remember
I'm so sad and lonely
Sittin there a drinkin listening to the
noise
Juke box pinball machines loud girls
and braggin boys
Starin at the plastic signs feelin mighty
blue
It's a rank dank highway honky tonk
But it's my home since I lost you
The night wears on people come and people go
After a while there's no one left 'cept me
and good old Joe
He says it's time for closin I slide down
from my stool
But I'll be back tomorrow night
It's my home sice I lost you
A highway honky tonk a juke box and a
bar
Two old pinball machines sittin against
the wall
Turnin clocks and fancy signs of all
the big name brews
It's a rank dank highway honky tonk
But it's my home since I lost you
©FRED MOORE
I got a wheel in the ditch
and one on the road
Ditch wheel turns the other
dont go
Night's comin on and a fog's
rollin in
And I aint gonna be where
I ought to have been
The little lady left me on a Tuesday
night
About a month ago we had an awful fight
I told her I sorry said I'd try to
change
She went back to Momma just the same
She called me up about a week ago
She just called up to say hello
I said I'm all right I'm makin out
ok
She hung up I didnt get a chance to
say
My place got dirty had a woman come
in
To to straighten things up and do the
cleanin
We cleaned up and when it looked all
right
I offered her a beer she stayed all
night
Now she's comin in to clean every afternoon
Wearin out my rugs and wearin out my
broom
It's been that way for a week or so
But you know it's hard to let a cleanin
lady go
Yesterday I met a pretty girl downtown
Went up to her apartment and we didnt
come down
I got home this mornin about a quarter
past four
My cleanin lady wouldnt let me in the
door
I stood there knockin till she let
me in
And I found she was doin some entertainin
Nobody left till we saw the sun
But I wasnt to tired to get some cleanin
done
I tried to change my ways but the rut's
too deep
No matter where I turn I'm losin sleep
Fall out of bed and do it on the floor
Party all night and party some more
Tonight my little lady called up again
She called me up and asked me how I'd
been
I said a wheel's in the ditch and one
on the road
Ditch wheel turns the other dont go
©FRED MOORE
I went down to the x-theater
Saw a movie bout a man and a
woman he ate her
He ground her up and he put her
in a caserole
Then he took her fourteen year
old daughter
I still think about the things
he taught her
For me pornograghy's the only
way to go
Sweet porn whole porn
pop porn too
Hog feed dog feed any
porn will do
Porn in the pot porn
in the pan
Porn in the bowl porn
in the can
Porn on the cob baby
porn on the cob
I like my porn on the
cob
I had a dream the other night
There was a woman runnin round
in an awful fright
From a donkey with a dildo sixteen
inches long
Over in the corner was a Nazi
soldier
Sittin there grinnin up in shit
to shoulders
Pickin and a grinnin and a singin
this porno song
I went down to an adult book store
Lookin at the pictures of the
adults in the stalls
Thought I'd stay and pay to take
a peep or two
I was peepin and pryin leepin
and a sighin
Breakin in the breeches I'd just
done buyin
When a voice beside me said what
do you do
We went down to a punk rock party
Screamin and jumpin up and down
then we started
Crawlin on the floor doin the
rattlesnake
Creepin and a crawlin rattlin
and bawlin
I looked up and saw someone had
let the law in
We stood up and started into
doin the porno shake
©FRED MOORE
Daddy you made Mommy cry
I saw the tear drops filling her eyes
Daddy is Mommy all right
Doggone Daddy why do you and Mommy fight
Sometimes you hold Mommy tight
Then sometimes Daddy you're like
you are tonight
And sometimes you kiss her when she's
down
Doggone Daddy why dont you kiss Mommy
now
Should I believe the words you say
Its not true Daddy you wouldn't go away
Daddy you're tellin Mommy lies
Doggone Daddy you made Mommy cry
©FRED MOORE
Pretty blue eyes they give my heart a thrill
they always will
I'm here to say it'll be that way till the
day I die
Pretty blue eyes sometimes they look sad and
sometimes glad
It breaks my heart to be apart or to see them
cry
Somebody loves you darlin
Somebody cares
And it'll be that way someday
When I'm old and gray and I'll be
There by your side I'll be your man
And I'll be your fan
In the pure delight of the wonderous
sight
Of your pretty blue eyes
Pretty blue eyes they sparkle and they shine
like bubbly wine
They go to my head I always said you'd be
a prize
Pretty blue eyes wont our children be as pretty
as thee
Dont hesitate I cant wait to see those eye
©FRED MOORE
Some say that Im a connisiure its true Ive
been around
I know of at least one good eatin place in
every town
So take my advice its free and its true
There aint nothin quite as tasty as Philadelphia
stew
Philadelphia stew Philadelphia stew
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chorus)
Keep searchin boys if you aint found
it yet
Philadelphia stew boys thats the
one to get
I had Louisiana gumbo before I turned thirteen
Got be so excited I hung around in New Orleans
Oh that fishy gumbo it thrilled me through
and through
But then I hadnt had the taste of Philadelphia
stew
Ive eat New England chowder till I couldnt
eat no more
Theres a thousand different recipes along
the eastern shore
Ive eaten some so creamy my toes curled in
my shoes
But theres nothin that can curl the toes like
Philadelphia stew
Ive had Carolina gravey so juicy that I cried
Oh this Carolina gravey feels so good inside
I thanked the cook a dozen times then I bid
adieu
Honey it was good but it wasnt Philadelphia
stew
One night in Atlanta , Georgia they served
a potent broth
The cook said honey what you had was good
old Georgia sauce
I said honey it was might fine but Im a tellin
you
The best I ever had was good old Philadelphia
stew
I ventured into Jersey on one Sunday afternoon
Some Jersey snapper soup left me howlin at
the moon
Comin back across the bridge wonderin what
to do
I hurried home and mixed me up some Philadelphia
stew
©FRED MOORE
Theres a mountain range in Pennsylvania
That time and the river cut in two
To the north its called the Kittatiny
To the south that mountains called the Blue
Two years a war had been a raging
And a young mans number had been called
He vowed in parting with his sweet heart
To be true what ever should befall
Keep me darlin in your memory
When the moon shines of a summer
night
Out on Kittatiny Mountain
When the full moon shines its brightest
light
After the war she received a letter
It was dated some three months before
Her sweetheart lay mortally wounded
In that long embattled Civil War
It read darling Ill not be returning
For I lie here with a fatal wound
But if my dying prayers are ever answered
Well meet again on a Kittatiny moon
That summer up there in the mountains
His words lay heavy on her heart
As evening shadows grew longer
And soon daylight had turned to dark
And the moon came up in all its glory
She went to walk out in its light
And out on Kittatiny Mountain
She met her sweetheart there that night
©FRED MOORE
Give me three packs of Camels
A case of Blue Ox
And a six pack of Elephant Ale
And Ill be on my way
Before the morning sun shines
Give me five Puppy Dog Chows
A pack of Red Apple
And a bottle of old Mr Clean
And Ill not delay
Ill be gone without a sign
My list is made out for provisions Ill
need
Im all through
The stars in the sky are beginning to
fade
I guess its so long to you
Give me two cans of One Coat
A bottle of Wrench Quick
And a packet of After Glow Tabs
What else can I say
We ran out of time
I hear that highway callin me
Feel the need for that long dotted line
Got to find ways to get loose from here
And see me some city limit signs
Got to way lay a little ready cash
Just enough to buy me some time
Then I'm gone again free as the wind
Makin that long highway mine
Ooo gonna leave me some rivers and
bridges behind
Off in the night where the lights
of some bright city shine
Gonna cut me a break a new piece of cake
And get me the wheels and I'll be flyin
Gone again free as the wind
Makin that long highway mine
Get my feet on a floor board of steel
Open highway ahead and behind
Get my hands on a worn steerin wheel
Listenin to them radials whine
I dont know where I'll get my next meal
Just followin those telephone lines
Gone again free as the wind
Makin that long highway mine
©FRED MOORE
Another Saturday night I was the last
one to leave
Wern't but two guys left baby both
of them were me
No I cant recall what time it was I
fell in bed
The first thing I remember baby was
the sun beating into my head
And now I'm dehydrated baby
cant shed a tear
I was up all night baby Drinking
whiskey and beer
And I'm dehydrated babyLeave
me alone
Dont you tell me bout your
troubles baby I got troubles of my own
Where is the car I dont know baby where
is the car
I didnt walk home all that way baby
I couldnt walk that far
Look around the back yea well I'll
go check and see
But lord stop that hollerin baby baby
dont yell at me
Your clothes are a mess they're thrown
all over the floor
What the hell did you eat last night
you got it all over the door
Oh no oh no now my memory's seepin
through
What did I say to that pretty little
girl lord what did I do
But never again no baby no never again
I'll stay home from now on baby watch
television all weekend
I'll work around the house get up early
on Sunday morn
And wake up just as pure baby as on
the day that I was born
©FRED MOORE
I walked outside last Sunday
And felt the seasons change
Standing by an old pear tree
I felt a little pain
Summer's almost over
Autumn's movin in
Cool breeze come a blowin
I thought of you again
I walked down through the backyard
To where some grape vines grow
An old barn is standing there
It seems so long ago
The walls are green with ivy
The sky so clear and blue
Cool breeze come a blowin
And I remembered you
My little boy came up a runnin
He grabbed me round the knee
Said Daddy whatcha doin
Wont you come and play with me
He ran on ahead aways
I started home again
Cool breeze come a blowin
And I thought of you again
©FRED MOORE
Carlisle Carlisle Carlisle my home
But I left Mom and Daddy
And proceeded to roam
Carlisle Carlisle Carlisle my home
But the years came beween us
I'll see Carlisle no more
My youth was a treasure spent in Carlisle
I think often of it with many a smile
But I've grown accustomed to being away
And I'd probably feel different in Carlisle
today
The friends the neighbors the places so dear
How real they seem to me down through all
these years
The school yard in summer the old corner store
If they're gone I wont know it I'll see Carlisle
no more
I've only these memories I carry along
I've not been back since Mother and Daddy
are gone
But when my journey ends and I run out of
miles
I pray there's place like my home in Carlisle
©FRED MOORE
What the hell are we doin with these crazy
atom bombs
When are we gonna put them things away
What good will they do us we all be dead and
gone
Leaving the earth a radiated gray
Wont be nothin growin wont be nothin left
alive
Man done found the key now we can kiss it
all goodbye
Were headed for extinction we didnt even get
passed the dawn
Too late to wait we gotta 'liminate the bomb
Everythings been set up the bombs are all in
place
How could it happen how can it all be true
Fingers on the trigger could be the end of
the human race
Thinkin about its more than we can do
Cant blaim it on Einstien cant blaim it on
anyone
Dont look to find the blaim look to shuttin
down them bombs
Before the missles whistle and the halocaust
is on
Too late to wait we gotta 'liminate the bomb
Right now the Earths in danger and its our
precious only home
And were still thinkin were livin in yesterday
We gotta find a new way to do away with these
atom bombs
Theyre keeping us with one foot in the grave
Air raid shelters wont help us dont start
stockin up the stew
We wont be saved by bein selfish everybodys
gettin screwed
And it will be way to late when they turn
the sirens on
Too late to wait we gotta 'liminate the bomb
©FRED MOORE
Is your room neat yes my rooms neat
Did you brush your teeth yes I brushed my
teeth
Go on and do it now go on and do it again
Did you wash your head yes I washed my head
Did you make your bed yes I made my bed
Go on and do it now go on and do it again
Kids today are prone to say
Yes when they dont know
Whats to come or whats been done
The answers quick but the minds too slow
To get them to do what they got to do
Theyre quick to quit when they get half through
Go on and do it now go on and do it again
Is your bike away yes I put it away
Did you do it today yes I did it today
Go on and do it now go on and do it again
Did you comb your hair yes I combed my hair
Where ? not there
Go on and do it now go on and do it again
Psychologys mythology
And you know they got to be raised
But whats clean to them to yous a sin
And there aint no other special way
To get them to do what they got to do
Theyre quick to quit when they get half through
Go on and do it now go on and do it again
Did you hang up your coat yes I hung up my
coat
Whats that on the couch some kinda joke
Go on and do it now go on and do it again
Did you wash your hands yes I washed my hands
Did you use soap nope
Go on and do it now go on and do it again
Well I reckon kids were born undid
And it aint never gonna change
They aint quite developed yet
You gotta set them thoughts deep in their
brains
To get them to do what they got to do
Theyre quick to quit when they get half through
Go on and do it now go on and do it again
©FRED MOORE
When I was a wee laddie my granddaddy
Would take me out on the C&O
And when a locomotive on a fast freight exploded
by
He'd hold me up and yell boy there she goes
Big wheels turnin side rods churnin
The noise always made me cry
I'd hold Granddaddy tight till the train went
out of sight
Then he'd take me in his lap and dry my eyes
And oh that reminds me of the time
When the railroad used to run
Down along the mountain side
But now those silver rails are rusty
red
And the railroads almost dead
What a ways we've come
Summers we'd go fishin cross the tracks and
down the ditch
To the Reedy Creek where the rainbows run
We'd sit there waitin countin cars on all
the freights
And he could tell me where every car come
from
He'd riden all the trains from Santa Fe to
Maine
He had a tale to tell for every summer day
Then the year I turned ten I lost my best
friend
My old granddaddy passed away
Last year my daughter had a little baby
They named him after his granddad
Yesterday the two of us went to see where
I grew up
The visit left me feelin kind of sad
There's no traffic on the C&O we didn't
hear a whistle blow
Grass was growin through the old cross ties
The little one was wide awake but never got
to see a freight
Granddaddy wasn't there to dry my eyes
©FRED MOORE
Cant live with you cant live without you
Theres nowhere I can turn to
Damned if I do damned if I dont dear
Why was I cursed with loving you
Time spent with you can
be like heaven
But more often its time
spent below
Wanting to stay and planning on leaving
I should be gone but cant seem to go
©FRED MOORE
Bitch on board headin down the highway
Bitch on board trouble goin my
Got that tongue waggin
Hecklin and hagglin
Puttin me in my place
Gettin down all over my case
All I wanted was to take a ride
With my honey by my side
I should have stayed at home
Bitch on board whinnin and complainin
Bitch on board drivin me insane
I think I'll shut this Chevy down
Put her ten miles out of town
Call the dog pound
Bitch on board
Bitch on board lord and how I love her
Bitch on board but now I'd like to shove her
In the trunk to let her rant and rave
She'll take me to an early grave
If I dont get some peace of mind
If she dont quit that naggin whine
I gotta think of somethin quick
That woman's makin me car sick
I might just lose control
Bitch on board I cant do nothin right
Bitch on board just discovered traffic lights
Lord she must think I'm deaf and blind
And I cant read them highway signs
She oughta been a seein-eye-canine
Bitch on board
Bitch on board moanin and a groanin
Bitch on board I should've gone alone
But she dont like me driven by myself
She dont think that I know right from left
But lord she's no help
Bitch on board
All she does is bark a yelp
Bitch on board
©FRED MOORE
She was Daddy's little angel from the moment
That she took a breath when she came into
this world
Little fingers reached to find someone to
hold to
From that moment she was Daddy's little girl
And now the people are
all gathered at the church house
The groomsmen usher
them inside
One stands alone out
on the sidewalk
He's the father of the
bride
The seasons changed she became a little lady
Her life was full of laughter full of tears
Daddy's little angel was growing older
More precious with each addition of the years
And the picnics at the family reunions
All her cousins aunts and uncles she would
see
And later round the fire when it got colder
How she'd snuggle in his arms and fall asleep
©FRED MOORE
When day is passing
And the sun begins setting
Out on the horizon
And into the blue
How finely it changes
And slowly arranges
A song of the sunset
And my love for you
Gaze your sweet eyes on
The distant horizon
Remember the promise
The promise we made
No matter how long dear
If days we are parted
Remember I love you
Sunset serenade
©FRED MOORE