All songs by J.D. Hutchison / J.D. Hutchison Music Publishing / BMI
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℗ & © Howdy Skies Records, Inc. All rights reserved / P.O. 41864, Nashville, TN 37204
Little Legs Moan
The woman I’m lovin’
Do me all she can She does not want me Wants some other man Got the little legs moan (3) Gonna go to China Maybe Afri-cay Gotta leave my little legs Got to get away From the little legs moan (3) “Don’t want to hurt you” That’s what she said She did not hurt me boys She killed me stone dead With the little legs moan (3) Of all the things The devil has made To bust up a man’s heart And lay him in the Shade It’s the little legs moan (3) Since My Bird Has Flied AwayPour some more coffee in my coffee cup
I don’t know why, I don’t even like the stuff But nothing seems to matter Since my bird has flied away I need to change my head around Maybe trip out to the zoo Take a walk downtown Hell, I don’t know what to do But nothing seems to matter Since my bird has flied away I remember the night – stars shining bright Underneath the apple tree It was then that she said – I was severely misled That she would never leave me But now she’s gone off with some other dude to stay And I’m so all alone since she went away And nothing seems to matter Since my bird has flied away I remember the night – stars shining bright Underneath the apple tree It was then that she said – I was severely misled That she would never leave me But now she’s gone off with some other dude to stay And I’m so all alone since she went away And nothing seems to matter Since my bird has flied away Ooby DooblyYou are the sweetest Ooby
That I ever did see I really love ya, Doobly ‘Cause you’re so good to me Ooby Doobly Ooby Doobly all the time Ooby Doobly I can’t get you out of my mind My mama is my mama And she don’t like you Your daddy thinks I’m just A cocka-doodly-do Ooby Doobly Ooby Doobly all the time Ooby Doobly I can’t get you out of my mind Why don’t we do like the birdies do And fly on outta here We’ll build ourselves a little old nest In the upper atmosphere We’ll be so happy all the time In our little home up above We’ll live together forever and ever In love, love, love Why don’t we do like the birdies do And fly on outta here We’ll build ourselves a little old nest In the upper atmosphere We’ll be so happy all the time In our little home up above We’ll live together forever and ever In love, love, love Ooby Doobly Ooby Doobly all the time Ooby Doobly I can’t get you out of my mind Ooby Doobly Ooby Doobly all the time Ooby Doobly I can’t get you out of my mind Love at a DistanceYou write me such pretty letters
But words on paper is as cold as stone You call me up to say you love me But I don’t want to hear it on the telephone It makes me sad – thinking about all the Things we coulda had I’m in bad need of assistance Can’t take no more of this love at a distance My mind lines up against me I reckon it a gain – I reckon it a loss So many lonesome highways So many lonesome rivers to cross It breaks my heart For us to have to be so far apart I’m in bad need of assistance Can’t take no more of this love at a distance It breaks my heart For us to have to be so far apart I’m in bad need of assistance Can’t take no more of this love at a distance Oh no The Song Around Your LifeI spend a lot of time thinkin’ ‘boutch lately, lady
Just thinkin’ ‘bout me and you Thinkin’ ‘bout the way that we used to live together And the things that we used to do Through the bedroom window, the whip-poor-will And the barking of the fox I know I couldn’t bring back a minute of it Not even for a million bucks It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, little lady Just murderin’ the time away Hear you laughin’ at the things you know ain’t even funny And the silly things that people say On your hands and knees through the counterfeit Through the sham and through the shuck You know you couldn’t change not a minute of it Not even for a million bucks But it’s oh, no You’ll find nobody cares Well it’s oh, no You’ll find no mercy here At the song around your life It will cut you like a knife And if you don’t know just what it is you’re doing Then you better be a-going home Sad song makin’ me feel so lonely Just magnifies my sighs I’d like to tell you that I love you, mama But you know it only makes me cry I’d like to pick you up again with a brand new plan But I know there can’t be no such luck I know you’d never, never, ever come back again Not even for a million bucks But it’s oh, no You’ll find nobody cares Well it’s oh, no You’ll find no mercy here At the song around your life It will cut you like a knife And if you don’t know just what it is you’re doing Then you better be a-going home Ivory Bones and Ebony DotsIvory bones and ebony dots
Sometimes gonna lead you to the graveyard plot The game tonight brought on a fight That ended up in pistol shots Now, I been a gambler most all of my life Lost everything I had to the cards and the dice And I ain’t no stranger to the gun and the knife But I ain’t doin’ that shit no more, because Ivory bones and ebony dots Sometimes gonna lead you to the graveyard plot The game tonight brought on a fight That ended up in pistol shots There was six-finger Bob layin’ dead on the floor Some other dude a-floppin’ in the grime and the gore When somebody through the transom said, “Wunna you sports better stay with the dead And tell them coppers when they arrive Why these here brothers ain’t alive Ivory bones and ebony dots Sometimes gonna lead you to the graveyard plot The game tonight brought on a fight That ended up in pistol shots Now, I was the furthest away from the door The others got there a long time before And while I ain’t scared, I am rather fleet And I am in possession of two excellent feet And before I be dealin’ with them po-leece I’m gonna be down that road a piece Ivory bones and ebony dots Sometimes gonna lead you to the graveyard plot The game tonight brought on a fight That ended up in pistol shots Ivory bones and ebony dots Sometimes gonna lead you to the graveyard plot The game tonight brought on a fight That ended up in pistol shots |
Another Fool’s CaféWell if you ain’t never been in here
You better hang around close to the door Have a drink or two and then move it on out If you’ve never been here before You may not care to stick it out – no – But then again you may You just make yourself at home In another fool’s café Well there’s a Hank Williams freak With a guitar sittin’ on a barstool Everybody buys him drinks To crank him up and make him play He’s a regular jukebox of heartache and sorrow But they all laugh anyway People like to laugh in another fool’s café See that silky lookin’ dude admiring himself in the mirror With the pretty long hair and extremely hip array He lays cocaine and reefer on the ‘billy boys Without a trace of parano-I-A But they couldn’t do without him in another fool’s café Got the ladies of the day and the ladies of the night All lookin’ for a hell of a time Gentlemen lightin’ their cigarettes In relentless pantomime Everybody’s talking while the guitar sings But they never have a thing to say They’re all laughing but they’re lonesome In another fool’s café See that mountain of muscle, He’s the bull of the woods in the county It’s advisable boys, not to never, never get in his way Because he’s liable to knuckle you about the head If you look at him crossways And he’s always hangin’ out here In another foo’s café There’s always an empty table or two It’s a hill jack twilight zone The door is always open And the lights are always on Ain’t no bottom to the bottle, boys No difference in the night and day There ain’t no hands on the clock In another fool’s café I Pity the Son and the DaughterI pity the son and the daughter
Born in this world today Of strife and bitter confusion That leads them all astray I pity the mother and father Who watch in sad dismay As all that they cherish and treasure Is lost along the way I pity the greatest captain Out in the blood-dark sea Who cannot rest his vigil And, weary, never sleeps I pity the son and the daughter Who crumble like clay I pity the son and the daughter Born in this world today Approximately LoveThe other night I felt like I might take a ramble
To the café coffee café ‘way down town Put the spit and polish on the old preamble Warm up a stool and toss a couple down The band was all tuned up and set to start in The dancers were all gathered on the floor When my eyes clapped on a sight that did my heart in A total vision standing at the door The expression on her face surpassing winsome Her hair hung down in ringlets tight and loose She wore a pleated dress of stunning crimson And on her feet two tiny scarlet dancing shoes Then came a flash like lightning Like a sign from up above The muscles in my throat began to tighten The feeling was approximately love Just then the barkeep tapped me on the shoulder Said, “Here’s some advice for you, sport – and it’s free That redbird there that’s got you all a-smoldering Ain’t got no use for the likes of you or me No man upon this earth has ever kissed her Though many have been taken by her charms There’s not a chance for you if you’re a ‘mister’ To be encircled by those sleek and muscled arms It ain’t no use to try to rearrange her She’s just the way she’s always gonna be It constitutes a clear and present danger To be hangin’ out in her proximity.” Red shoes on the dance floor Red dress that sways and swirls She don’t care much ‘bout what a man’s for She’s not exactly like the other girls Don’t Talk About LoveNothing ain’t nothing – everything is gone
Ever since they put a man on the moon You can talk about man – you can talk about woman But don’t talk about love Everyone’s talking – but they ain’t said a thing From the lowliest station right up to the king They can talk anout their own self They can talk about one another But they can’t talk about love Don’t talk about god – things you don’t understand Poor old god’s doing the best that he can You can talk about women but don’t talk about love Nothing ain’t nothing – everything is gone Ever since they put a man on the moon You can talk about man – you can talk about woman But don’t talk about love My Little Darlin’I felt all the time we lived together
That she only kept me for a plaything How she seemed so like a little child Who stays a while then laughs and runs away I heard all the talk a-going down She just had to sleep around Though I still cared for my little darlin’ I know she no longer cares for me When I’m dead and laying in my coffin And my friends all stand around me weeping Then perhaps I will forget about her When I’m in that deep and dreamless sleep Now I know just what a fool I’ve been It’s so easy now to see Though my heart breaks for my little darlin’ I know she no longer cares for me Devil Getcha BabyDevil gonna getcha, baby
Come and love me one more time Devil gonna getcha, baby Woncha come and love me one more time Ain’t nothin’ we do be wrong, babe Every little thing we do gonna turn out right Go and tell your mama We’re just gonna take a walk out in the park Tell your old mama We just take a little walk in the park Gonna treat you real good, baby Have you to come back home, babe, before it gets dark Tell your old daddy We’re just gonna take a drive around Go tell your big old daddy We’ll just take a little bitty-bitty drive around I’ll stick my big feet out the window Getcher little ol’ head t’ go down down down I’ll stick my big feet out the window Getcher little ol’ head t’ go down down down You and the World OutsideIf words alone could break a heart
Mine never would be broken But just one look from my darlin’s eye And not a word need never be spoken Not a word need ever be spoken A little feathered bird in flight Up in the sky all alone Ever so swiftly is brought down to the earth By some child’s sling and stone By some child’s sling and stone A tender heart so like a bird Once broken it can’t never be mended You must go your way as I go mine And that’s how true love’s ended And that’s how true love’s ended The time has come for us to part I know that I will survive I hope that you may find your way You and the world outside You and the world outside That Ain’t All of MeYou can check me out
Walkin’ down the street Maybe not the kinda guy That you’d wanna meet But that shufflin’ duffer That you seem to see Well, that ain’t all of me Back in 1 – 9 – 7 – OH I’m lookin’ good A respectable figure In the neighborhood Now the years have fled So precipitously But that ain’t all of me There’s people think they own you Bone, hide, and hair They tell you that they love you But they don’t care First they want yer money Then it’s yer clothes Aw, but that’s the way it goes You can have it all, people I don’t mind Take anything of value That you think you can find You can add my kingdom of the street To yer kingdom of thin air I’m broke even I’m up on my dues Just another good ol’ billy boy Lost in the blues The leaves are all scattered Underneath the tree But that ain’t all of me |
Lost John |
The Hutchison Bros. |
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