tank full of gas,
cooler full of beer
and a hot girl by my side

beach full of sand
ain't nothing planned
one thing on my mind

jump in the ocean
sun tan lotion
want me to apply

wet bikini dry martini
anchor over the side

gonna have ourselves a time tonight

find a cove
that no one knows
listening to Prine

cookies and gin
put the hendrichs in
another slice of lime

coke and whiskey
chicks are frisky
stars are out tonight

hugging and kissing
bathing suit missing
better close the blinds

gonna have ourselves a time tonight

gonna have ourselves a time tonight
gonna have a sandy bed tonight
gonna have a sun burn tonight

again

Runing away again
again and again
my only friend

won't you stay tonight
I swear it'll be alright
again and again
my only friend

what can I say
that I can't say again
and again
go away again

i'm running away
far away again
going to go and hide
again

go away, won't you stay
again and again
my only friend

aint got nothing
words ain't coming
'cause we're drinking beer

let me ask you
do you have you
a little svedka here

before you take a sip
the words just come out wrong
lyrics coem pouring out
and we call it a svedka song

I said no I don't
theres a store down the road a spell
let me tell you I know they got svedka
because I know it well

and before you take a sip
the words just come out wrong
lyrics coem pouring out
and we call it a svedka song

really prety girl
she's a lot of fun
give her svedka
and i bet you come undone

cause before you take a sip
the words just come out wrong
lyrics coem pouring out
and we call it a svedka song

let me tell you those country songs
they got it wrong
forget that tequilla
put some svedka in your song

and before you take a sip
the words just come out wrong
lyrics coem pouring out
and we call it a svedka song

the more you drink
the better it sounds
to all you and me
cause when you start drinking
you'll be thinking
this is better than T.V.

and before you take a sip
the words just come out wrong
lyrics coem pouring out
and we call it a svedka song

You were right
and I was wrong
Should have never
hung around so long--
Glad I let it go

Well you said
I'll be your friend
That's a dirty way
to pretend--
That it's through

So you went and
found you a fool
Duller than the
dullest tool--
For you to use

Made a victim
out of being you
Telling me
you would be true--
So your friends would laugh

That's too bad
Too bad for you
Things you wanted
Ain't coming true
And that's too bad

Now I smile and
Watch you cry
You spent his money
'Till the well went dry--
Well that's too bad

wore out strings, know broken dreams,
empty glasses know broken hearts
like a forest bereft of all streams,
they dont like to be apart

give it some time,
let nature take hold.
forests 'r like hearts,
they like to grow old

and he played the fiddle
while she would dance
short skirt twirled 'round corduroy pants.

old age, new age,
we'll meet in the middle
singing the song of forbidden fiddle

old rusty dinghy,
brand new cell phone
best thing about
those they always see you home

he rows his boat
like she goes to the store
buyin' brand new clothes
she can't afford

and he played the fiddle
while she would dance
short skirt twirled 'round corduroy pants.

old age, new age,
we'll meet in the middle
Singing the song of forbidden fiddle

good old days brought accolades
and sundays in a pew
killing time
before time was killing you

empty thoughts spend years
learning to hide the tears
of forgotten smiles when
love was still sincere

roll those bones to work
build your hopes up to get hurt
and call it,
just the way it goes

learn to fail before you start
learn to live with a broken heart
when a cigarette
becomes your best friend

trying hard to mend
the feelings we pretend
no matter how you try
it's the same in the end

roll those bones to work
build your hopes up to get hurt
and call it,
just another empty skirt

know a girl
dont believe in love at all
hearts been broken
thrown against the wall
a little prison she builds on her own
take it or leave it
she's movin on

love's a battle
can't never be won
just let it alone
so she can have her fun

she's out on the town
all the misery-o
if you're going out again
just give me a call

she's a mystery
to me and herself
she might like you
but she loves herself

in her eyes all anger and fear
she ain't gonna show it
won't shed a tear

Take a new phrase
and use it all the time
Take the old days
thrown out like cheap wine

Take a good girl
And think that she is mine
Learn the troubles
only money can buy

Got a soft voice
Got a heart with wishes inside
You had a good thing
until you found your pride

I guess the old ways
swept out with the tide
man's a prisoner
to this way of life

there's a good girl
somewhere in the night
and she ain't trouble
gonna make it alright

and I know that
she'll make a good wife
Good Riddance
to the ways of modern life

Got a soft voice
Got a heart with wishes inside
You aint got nothing
'til you find your bride

You aint got nothing
'til you find your bride

(no lyrics, instrumental...for now anyway)

The place I live ain't got no heat
And that's pretty sad
I'm livin' in Rhode Island
And the winter's pretty bad

Comin' home to a cold third floor
been workin' all day
Cold fingers on steel strings
make it hard to play

Chorus:
Seems like every time I think
That I might just get ahead
My life takes a different turn
And I get burned...

Friday's here and I'm on fire
Find a pretty lady
If I drink enough I like 'em all
But they don't like me

Now maybe it's the beer
Or my delivery
I got a bed and a couch
Now when we gonna leave

Chorus

Now its snowing out
got Texas on my mind
met her at this divey joint
but she don't like my kind

Well I went to Austin
But I didnt bring my guitar
ran into some locals
passed out on the bar

Chorus

I took her out to dinner
With lovin' on my mind
She ordered a salad
with a water on the side

Well I drank tequilla
no thanks on the lime
I'll take her number
if her mother doesn't mind

Chorus

I'm driving this rental
cup holder full of beer
stopped at a drive thru
yes, it's legal here

I might be a yankee
but I think I found found my home
now im headed back north
where the girls are made of stone

Chorus

This is a cover of one of our favorite songs.
From her 1996 album "Revival", Gillian Welch's Orphan Girl:
http://store.aconyrecords.com/revivalcd.aspx