CatfishJones

Aint we got the good life after all
Aint we got the good life after all
Not a dime in my pocket but what I have is yours
Aint we got the good life after all

We got hitched back in 0 13
The happiest times that we have ever seen
Then charlie moved away but we were satisfied to stay
Aint we got the good life after all

Our love's a dish worth seasoning to flavor
And yours a morsel worth savoring for later
And when we get the check we always tip the waiter
Cause that's just what we do
Everybody knows its true 'tween me and you

Aint we got the good life after all
Aint we got the good life after all
Not a dime to my name but what I have is yours
Aint we got the good life after all

Here we are in 2019
The happiest times that we have ever seen
And Charlie moved just up the road
So we finally get to keep the family close
Aint we got the good life after all

Our love's a dish worth seasoning to flavor
And yours a morsel worth savoring for later
And when we get the check we always tip the waiter
Cause that's just what we do
Everybody knows its true 'tween me and you
Little girl

Aint we got the good life after all
Aint we got the good life after all
Not a dime in my pocket but what I have is yours
Aint we got the good life after all

Not a dime to my name but what I have is yours
Aint we got the good life after all

http://www.Catfish-Jones.com

I's born to ramble, I's born to roam
Ne'r mind I been, ne'r mind I'm goin
I's born to wander this interstate
From here to where, well who can say
I's born to ramble, I's born to roam
I's born to find out the truth for my own

I's born to cross this dusty land
To find a home and leave again
When I get the itch for travlin on
I'ma do my best but then I'm gone
I might be back but not for long
I's born to ramble, I's born to roam
I born to ramble
Watch em go now go

I's born to work these two lanes
I signal when it's time to change
I's born to help my fellow man
See a need, lend a hand
And let the wind get a piece of my sail
Then I'll be out followin my own trail
I's born to ramble, I's born to roam
Just let me ramble, that's what I'm doin
Now
I's born to ramble now now

The morning sun
Or a clear starry night
Neither touch the sight
Of seeing your eyes
For the first time
In a couple of years
I couldn't fight the tears
When you arrived

And it's still there
It's buried in the grain
Of who I am
It's still there
It's buried in the grain

The morning sky
Lights my eyes
I finally recognize
What home is
It's not a certain place
It's not a certain time
Bun an actual surprise
You've let go this

And it's still there
It's buried in the grain
Of who I am
It's still there
It's buried in the grain

And it's growing deeper
As I grow older
And I can feel it sinking
Into the layers

The morning sun
Or a clear starry night
Neither touch the sight
Of seeing your eyes

And it's still there
It's buried in the grain
Of who I am
It's still there
It's buried in the grain
And sinking further every day
It's still there
It's buried in the grain

I used to breeze, used to dance, used to glide through life
But these days I'm just scraping by
I used to sing, used to care, used to try
But these days I'm just scraping by

You can't give me enough rope to hang em on
Those times were good but gone
I know I can't be the the only one
Those times were good but gone
So long

I used to feel, used to laugh, used to cry
But these days I'm just scraping by
I used to wish, used to hope with all my might
But these days I'm just scraping by

Taking so much flak cause I'm
Over the target, I'm
Falling back at the speed of light
These day's I'm just scraping by

You can't give me enough rope to hang em on
Those times were good but gone
I know I can't be the the only one
Those times were good but gone

You can't give me enough rope to hang em on
Those times were good but gone
I know I can't be the the only one
Those times were good but gone
So long

I used to breeze, used to dance, used to glide through life
But these day's I'm just scraping by
I used to sing, used to care, used to try
But these days I'm just scraping by

Embattled on all ends and I'm wearing thin
These day's I'm just scraping by
I don't mean to make a fuss
but I'm making it, if just

Scraping by

Cutting it close, it aint a joke
Over sterilized weather eye
Same old car, same old drag
Nothings happenin
Summers over

This is beginning to freak me out
Where has the time gone
Can you tell me what has changed
Since yesterday

The summers seem to keep getting longer
And the nights are cooling down
And the other side of the world is changing
The other way around

Dragging main in the golden hour
Soaking up the last bit of sun
Wild days are over now
Or have they just begun

The summers seem to keep getting longer
And the nites are cooling down
And the other side of the world is changing
The other way around

The summers seem to keep getting longer
And the fields are burning down
And I cant keep from seeing things
The other way around

Don Quixote
by Miguel de Cervantes
Excerpt from Chapter VIII

At this point they came in sight of thirty or forty windmills on a plain, and as soon as Don Quixote saw them he said to his squire, "Fortune is arranging matters for us better than we could have shaped our desires ourselves, for look there, friend Sancho Panza, where thirty or more monstrous giants present themselves, all of whom I mean to engage in battle and slay, and with whose spoils we shall begin to make our fortunes; for this is righteous warfare, and it is God's good service to sweep so evil a breed from off the face of the earth."
"What giants?" said Sancho Panza.
"Those thou seest there," answered his master, "with the long arms, and some have them nearly two leagues long."
"Look, your worship," said Sancho; "what we see there are not giants but windmills, and what seem to be their arms are the sails, that turned by the wind, make the millstone go."
"It is easy to see," replied Don Quixote, "that thou art not used to this business of adventures; those are giants; and if thou art afraid, away with thee out of this and betake thyself to prayer while I engage them in fierce and unequal combat."
So saying, he gave the spur to his steed Rocinante, heedless of the cries his squire Sancho sent after him, warning him that most certainly they were windmills and not giants he was going to attack. He, however, was so positive they were giants that he neither heard the cries of Sancho, nor perceived, near as he was, what they were, but made at them shouting, "Fly not, cowards and vile beings, for a single knight attacks you."
A slight breeze at this moment sprang up, and the great sails began to move, seeing which Don Quixote exclaimed, "Though ye flourish more arms than the giant Briareus, ye have to reckon with me."
So saying, and commending himself with all his heart to his lady Dulcinea, imploring her to support him in such a peril, with lance in rest and covered by his buckler, he charged at Rocina..

Honest to god
It hurts like hell
I've seen that sweet face
You wear well
I've seen your smile
Your secret eyes
I've let you in
And you tell lies

So fake
Oh wait
I found out
I know
So fake
Oh wait
I found out
I'll go

Dark longest road
A way home walk
Sugar in the rain
No Talk
Nobody here except
Me and the wind
And I'm
Giving In

So fake
Oh wait
I found out
I know
So fake
Oh wait
I found out
I'll go

You want so much to be you
But you don't know who that is
You want so much to want so much
Struggling against yourself
You've got so much to learn
You've got so much to give
It's a shame
I know

Quick peeping glances
No one's around
You kick your mask off
To stare me down
Freezer Burn
From the look on your face
I turn
But I can't escape

So fake
Oh wait
I found out
I know
So fake
Oh wait
I found out
I'll go
So long
My love
I found out
I know
So long
My love
I found out
I'll go
I Know https://youtu.be/Li_JkhfMFFM

Oh, oh oh oh
This I know
It's a shame

All of our old songs got burned up and blowed away
Had to write some new ones and we'll sing em here today
We aint got no writers block, we got a lot to say
All of our old songs got burned up and blowed away, blowed away

32 old notebooks, 15 old cassettes
A shoebox full of old ideas we hadn't finished yet
20 some odd poems, a short story or two
but it had been so long since we've written something new

So all of ourold songs got burned up and blowed away
Had to write some new ones and we'll sing em here today
We aint got no writers block, we got a lot to say
All of our old songs got burned up and blowed away, blowed away

Whether if by accident or something that we could prevent
We needed something different to play
And once the fire had been lit, there was no way of stopping it
Consuming everything was in its way

No all our old songs got burned up and blowed away
Had to write some new ones and we'll sing em here today
We aint got no writers block, we got a lot to say
All of our old songs got burned up and blowed away, blowed away

The morning is a warning
I feel so lifeless edging sparkless
There's a stinging in my being
I feel so helpless more than reckless

Until I can shake
The burden of being awake
The smiles that I have to fake
The whiles that I have to wait
The echo of a warning
Shining sparkless in the morning

Is here
Are you ever gonna get out
Of here
Said I'm never gonna get out

Never changing never ending
I feel the end is the beginning
There's a siren and she is singing
I can hear her but I can't listen

Until I can shake
The burden of being awake
The smiles that I have to fake
The whiles that I have to wait
The echo of a warning
Shining sparkless in the morning

Is here

Said I'm still here and its not fun
A little boredom never killed anyone
I stick out my chest and do my best
Until I'm done

Quick change of clothes, hop in my car
Then I can drive to wherever you are
We'll go by my house and grab my guitar
Wouldn't it be great

I'm watching the clock, just killing time
Drawing a paycheck for losing my mind
Daydreams can only put me behind
I can't wait

Until I can shake
The burden of being awake
The smiles that I have to fake
The whiles that I have to wait
The echo of a warning

Thursday Sundown Cruise kicking off the Leadsled weekend in Salina.

When gas was at it’s highest
I was at my lowest
Internal combustion blues
I had no place to go
I had no way to get there
Save for these two tired shoes

If the going got tough I got gone
The road was enough to depend on
And everywhere I went, I saw automobiles
Endlessly spinning their wheels

When shoes were wearing thin
I had thought of giving in
Internal combustion blues
Had I a place to go,
I knew that I could get there
On the back of these two dollar shoes

If the road got too rough I could lie down
Walking from small town to small town
And everyone who stopped, and offered a ride
Should know I was laughing inside

So drive them old sedans
Them pick up trucks and vans
S U V’s too many to choose
But they’re gonna cost you trouble
And gas is gonna cost you double
Internal combustion blues

Throw away the keys to your automobile
Vow to never get behind the wheel
Again, if you can
It’s just good advise from a friend

They’re death traps don’t you know
If you don’t I just told you so
Internal combustion blues
And anyplace you go
You’re better off to get there
On the back of a good pair of shoes

Throw away the keys to your automobile
Vow to never get behind the wheel
Again, if you can
It’s just good advise from a friend

Come on now
Internal combustion blues
I said come on (one and all) right now
Internal combustion blues

It feels like forever
Like a million years
Since you showed me some laughter
And hidden your tears
Then everything changes
Its sudden and sad
You're making me happy
I'm driving you mad

In moving around
All that I've found
Is all that I wanted
I already had
Maybe we're different
And different aint bad

You'd love to go
I'd love you to stay
How can I catch my pretty baby
If we're running away
Things don't seem new here
Since I've been around
You're helping me up
I'm pulling you down

In moving around
All that I've found
Is all that I wanted
I already had
Maybe we're different
And different aint bad

We're moving to fast
We're covering ground
Nobody's helped by all of this
All of this moving around

In moving around
All that I've found
Is all that I wanted
I already had
Maybe we're different
And different aint

Moving around
All that I've found
Is all that I wanted
I already lost
I already had
Maybe we're different
Maybe we're different
And different aint bad

Shots rang out north of town
Was heard for miles around
Young kid on the wrong end of a gun

Sheriff cried for all to hear
'We need some volunteers'
And I's as good a shot as anyone

As we rolled our packs
He said 'some of us won't come back
Like some of us aint come back before
When death is at the door
Gunfighter'

Skinny as a beam
He was a six shooting machine
With a dusty hat across his dusty brow

And he ran with a band of thugs
Just a mean as a pack of dogs
And set across the land out on the prowl

As we followed track
We buried those who wont come back
Like so many aint come back before
When death is at the door
Gunfighter
Gunfighter

When we finally met
The ground was soaking wet
In a desert where it hadn't rained for weeks

I stood amongst the dead
My hat still on my head
And it was down to only him and me

I drew for my attack
I said 'One of us won't come back
Mister throw your pistol to the floor'

He looked at me to say
Before he turned away
'Death is at your door
Gunfighter'
Gunfighter

That Gunfighter

Saw your flock of birds today
They didn't know they were flying the wrong way
Summer left them long ago
But they stayed

Saw your other lover leaving
He didn't know it was me he was meeting
He didn't seem to care
when I said "lust is fleeting"

Go home
Turn around and go back home
Cause she no longer needs you hear
Go home
Turn around
Why dont you go on home

Saw the anger in your eyes that night
I didn't know you could fight
It didn't take long to see
Your bark aint worse than your bight

Go home
Turn around and go back home
Cause I no longer need you hear
Go home
Turn around
Why dont you go on home

There's nothing like the sight
Of an empty bed at night
Or the glow of your taillights
To make me feel so justified

Go home
Turn around and go back home
Cause I no longer need you hear
Go home
Turn around
Why dont you go on home
Go home
Turn around and go back home
Cause I no longer need you hear
Go home
Turn around
Why dont you go on home

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