| You say, «Yeah, I was here last Friday night.»
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| He say, «I didn’t like you.» |
| Under your breath you go,
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| «Well that makes us even.» |
| But you keep on setting up.
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| You feel a little tap on your shoulder. |
| You turn around and there’s this woman.
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| She got on more makeup than five drag queens in West Hollywood and
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| She says, «Are you loud?» |
| You say, «MacLeod.» |
| «Are you loud?»
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| «Oh, no we ain’t loud, just acoustic bass and a guitar.»
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| «Is that a speaker?» |
| «Well that’s an amplifier.
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| We use that so we can hear ourselves while you all are enjoying your dinners,
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| libations, conversations, and watching television.
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| «I think you’re loud. |
| I’m going to tell the manager you’re loud.
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| «Well, you had enough then. |
| That’s when you tell her,
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| «Madam, compared to your make up — we’re mute.
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| «She says, «Well, I never!» |
| You say, «Well, maybe you should.»
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| I had to write this song. |
| Ain’t It Rough?
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| Well I was working in this country bar, picking nothing new on my guitar,
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| And I was really thinking I ain’t getting too far. |
| When this fella having a
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| couple
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| Beers said, «Son when you get done, come over here, I’m gonna' tell you how to
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| be a star. |
| Well, first you need a will of steel, a genuine country feel.
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| By the way, do you know a song by George Jones?»
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| Well, I found my way to start to play, He Stopped Loving Her Today
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| But when I got to the bandstand that man was gone.
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| Ain’t it rough? |
| Ain’t it tough? |
| When you’re doing all you can but it ain’t
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| enough. |
| I know it’s rough. |
| I know it’s tough. |
| When you’re doing all you can but
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| it ain’t enough.
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| Well, I was working in this Holiday Inn, playing bad music and watching sin,
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| But I don’t mind telling you the pay was alright. |
| But I had to wear this tight
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| pink suit that the leader of the band he thought was cute, I got nervous
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| sitting down every night. |
| I was picking guitar and handling the lights,
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| and I’m gonna' tell you I was doing alright, but I felt some trouble when this
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| drunk kept coming on. |
| I said, «Excuse man I got a cue.» |
| He said, «Is that more important than me talking to you!» |
| I said, 'It's something I got
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| to do, don’t get me wrong.» |
| Well, he got mad. |
| Started raising sand.
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| Swung at me, hit the leader of the band. |
| They gave me a slip, matched my suit,
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| I’m gone.
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| Well my girlfriend called me lazy. |
| She said, «Didn't you get a trade in the
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| Navy? |
| Get a straight job things will better you’ll see.» |
| Well I figured she had
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| A point, 'cause all I been working was joints, so good bye night life and hello
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| Straight life for me. |
| I got me a suit and tie. |
| Packed my resumes, ah resumes,
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| With a whole bunch of lies, and headed downtown to start my new life.
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| Well, I looked around and I got a job, and I’m gonna' tell you I was working
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| hard, but that girl I’ve talking about? |
| She became my wife. |
| Now she wanted me
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| to bring home the bacon, but the part of the pig I got was still aching,
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| And when I came home one night that girl was gone. |
| So I picked up my guitar and
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| I realized you don’t got to be no star. |
| That’s why I’m here in this bar singing
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| this song! |