Little Feat
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"What doesn't kill you,will be back soon for another try,......Reload.
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Wayne Garvin
http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Palms/3431/aml.html
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On 18 Nov 1998 00:24:25 GMT pg...@aol.com (PG51) wrote:
>Little Feat
>need lyrics;"Willin'" and "Dixie Chicken"
From the Little Feat lyrics archive at
http://dmci.iwu.edu/~hoyhoy/lyrics.html
Willin'
-- Lowell George
I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, oh I'm still
Out on the road late at night, I seen my pretty Alice in every head light
Alice, Dallas Alice
I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari
Tehachapi to Tonapah
Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made
Now I driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine
and you show me a sign
I'll be willin', to be movin'
Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico
baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still
And I've been kicked be the wind, robbed by the sleet
Had my head stoved in and I'm still on my feet and I'm willin', oh I'm
willin'
And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari
Tehachapi to Tonapah
Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made
Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine
and then you show me a sign
I'll be willin', to be movin'
Wayne Garvin
http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Palms/3431/aml.html
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On 18 Nov 1998 00:24:25 GMT pg...@aol.com (PG51) wrote:
>Little Feat
>need lyrics;"Willin'" and "Dixie Chicken"
From the Little Feat lyrics archive at
http://dmci.iwu.edu/~hoyhoy/lyrics.html
Dixie Chicken
- written by Lowell George and Martin Kibbee
I've seen the bright lights of Memphis
And the Commodore Hotel
And underneath a street lamp I met a Southern belle
Well she took me to the river, where she cast her spell
And in that Southern moonlight, she sang a song so well
If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tenessee lamb
And we can walk together down in dixieland
Down in dixieland
Well we made all the hot spots. My money flowed like wine
Then that low down Southern whiskey began to fog my mind
And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down
On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town
But boy do I remember the strain of her refrain
The nights we spent together, and the way she called my name
If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tenessee lamb
And we can walk together down in dixieland
Down in dixieland
Well it's been a year since she ran away
Yes that guitar player sure could play
She always liked to sing along
She's always handy with a song
Then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel
I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well
And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song
And all the boys there, at the bar, began to sign along
If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tenessee lamb
And we can walk together down in dixieland
Down in dixieland