I'm One of You Album

Artist(s): Hank Williams, Jr.

Cover Art

Hank Williams, Jr. I'm One of You Cover Art

Tracklist

Amos Moses

length: 4:25

Now Amos Moses was a Cajun
He lived by himself in the swamp
He hunted alligator for a living
He just knock them in the head with a stump

Louisiana law gonna get ya Amos
It ain't legal huntin' alligator
Down in the swamp now
Well everyone blamed his old man
For making him mean as a snake
When Amos Moses was a boy
His Daddy would use him for alligator bait

Tie a rope the neck and chunk him out in the swamp
Alligator bait in a Louisiana bayou
About 45 minutes southeast of Tibado Louisiana
Lived a man named Doc Mill Sap
And his pretty white Hannah
They raised up a son who could
Eat his weight in groceries
They named him after a man of cloth
Called him Amos Moses

Now the folks around South Louisiana
Thought Amos was a hell of a man
He could trap the biggest meanest alligator
And just use one hand
That's all he got left
Cause the alligator bit it
Left on gone, clean up to the elbow

Well the sheriff got wind that Amos
Was in the swamp hutnin' alligator skin
So he snuck in the swamp
Tried to get the boy
And he never came out again

Well I wonder where the
Louisiana sheriff went too?
You can sure get lost in the Louisiana bayou
About 45 minutes southeast of Tibado Louisiana
Lived a man named Doc Mill Sap
And his pretty white Hannah
They raised up a son who could
Eat his weight in groceries
They named him after a man of cloth
Called him Amos Moses

Sit down on em Amos

About 45 minutes southeast of Tibado Louisiana
Lived a man named Doc Mill Sap
And his pretty white Hannah
They raised up a son who could
Eat his weight in groceries
They named him after a man of cloth
Called him Amos Moses

His name is Amos Moses
Amos Amos Amos Moses

Liquor to Like Her

length: 2:56
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
Thats why I drink all the time
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine

She wants to tell me where to go
Tell me what to do
Tell me what to eat
And how loud I can chew
She even wants to tell me
What thoughts I oughta think
It used to drive me crazy
Till it drove me to drink

It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
Thats why I drink all the time
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine

Well shes such a pretty thing
You'd think shes heaven sent
She's the quarrelsome kind
Love's an argument
She could yell all day
She can scream all night
I just sit there smilin
As high as a kite

It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
Thats why I drinking all the time
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine

This drinking buddy of mine
Said he met a girl
Said she was the meanest
Woman in the world
I saw her pretty picture
I said man your poking fun
Then the day I met her
I said pour me one

It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
Thats why I drink all the time
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine

You may look down your nose at me
Think I'm an old sorry
Son of a b
The only way I'm giving up
My drinking glass is if I can
Find a way to get her off my back

Spoken: Your wife's on the phone.

Little brown jug upon my lips
Your saving our love
With every sip

It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
Thats why I drink all the time
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine

Every time I get sober
She drives me out of my mind
It takes a whole lot of liquor
To like her
But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine

But when I'm liquored up
I like her just fine

But when I'm liquored up
Hell I love her

Just Enough to Get in Trouble

length: 3:43
I've been down my share of
Country roads, boulevards, and interstates
I kinda know my way around
A little bout a lot of things
I know what the cards say
Sometimes the hard way
It looks so easy

My curiosity always gets me in a ditch
What really happens if
You turn that knob
Or flip that switch
Something I shouldn't do
Why you already knew
Thats all been taught to me

I know just enough to get in trouble
And thats just enough to understand
That the more I know
The more I'm sure
Someday it's gonna do me in
Yeah when my time comes
And I'm dead and gone
Let em put it on my tombstone
He knew just enough to get in trouble
But not enough to leave it alone

They got a book somewhere
On everything a woman wants
Bout how and when and where
And why they will
And why they won't
Thats complicated stuff
And when it comes to love
I'm still learning

I know just enough to get in trouble
And thats just enough to understand
That the more I know
The more I'm sure
Someday it's gonna do me in
Yeah when my time comes
And I'm dead and gone
Let em write it on my tombstone
He knew just enough to get in trouble
But not enough to leave it alone

Waylon always told me
Son everybody makes mistakes
And how come it's always me
Standing there when something breaks

Yeah I know just enough to get in trouble
And thats just enough to understand
That the more I know
The more I'm sure
Someday it's gonna do me in
Yeah when my time comes
And I'm dead and gone
Let em write it on my tombstone
Here lies just enough to get in trouble
But not enough to leave it alone

He knew just enough to get in trouble
But not quite enough to leave it alone

I'm One of You

length: 3:29
They say it takes more now
To do what our Mom & Daddy's did
They made it look so easy
Working hard and raising kids
If you get in trouble at school
You got in trouble at home
You can't outrun mommas wooden spoon
Or the principles telephone
Raise your hand if you only had
Three channels on TV
And that little town
That kept you down
Is where you want to be
Yeah I'm one of you
Yeah I'm one of you
No your not by yourself
There's somebody else
Who's been there too
If you still wish you still had
Some growing up to do
Your one of me
And I'm one of you
Tell the truth
Do you still wonder
How fast your car will go
When Sweet Home Alabama
Comes on the radio
I bet Jesus, and your momma
Now their way up there
On your mind
Anytime you take a sip
Or you walk across the line
If you understand why your old man
Said the whole worlds gone to hell
But you still believe the American Dream
Is alive and well
I'm one of you
Yeah I'm one of you
No your not by yourself
There's somebody here
Who's been there too
I know what ya thinking
What ya drink
And I know why you do
Your one of me
Yeah and I'm one of you
Do you feel a little bit
Out of touch
Or politically incorrect
Then you and me both agree
What did you expect
I'm one of you
Yeah I'm one of you
No, No your not by yourself
There's somebody else
Who's been there too
I know what you think
About the good 'ol
Red, White, and Blue
Your one of me
And I'm one of you
Your one of me
And I'm one of you

What's on the Bar

length: 3:47
Whats on the tube
Whats on a woman's mind
I don't have a clue
Whats with this cell phone
What the hell is wrong
With my car
I think I'll go in here
Check it out
And see whats on the bar

What is the game plan
Whats with this job
Whats the problem at home
Thats the problem by far
Whats a matter with me
Drinking friends let me
Tell you the truth
I've been close to love
But no cigar
So tell me whats on the bar

Do you have a little Jim Beam
Do you have a little green Jack
Do you have a little coke and ice
So I can knock it on back
And when I get back from the dance floor
My number one prior
Is whats a girl
And whats on the bar

Can you make a Margarita
Do you have a glass tall
Do you have a bad that knows
How to play an old
Jimmy Reeves song
Would you like to know the hot spots
The best places by far
Can't recommend whats on the menu
But I know whats on the bar

Whats on your mind
Whats in your heart
Well thats the difference in a
Happy kind of life
Or just falling apart
Do you wanna know the hot spots
I know 'em near and far
I don't know whats on the menu
But I know whats on the bar

Do you have a little Jim Beam
Do you have a little green Jack
Do you have a little coke and ice
So I can knock them both back
And when I get back from the dance floor
My number one prior
Is hello baby
And whats on the bar
Whats a girl
And whats on the bar


Games People Play

length: 3:57
composer: Joe South
lyricist: Joe South
Oh the games people play now
Every night and every day now
Never meaning what they say now
Never saying what they mean
So they while away the hours
In their ivory towers
Till there covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine

[Chorus]
Talking bout you and me
And the games people play

Oh we make one another cry
Break our heart
Then we say goodbye
Cause our heart say
We hope to die
Let the other one to blame
Neither one will ever give in
So were gazing at an 8 by 10
Thinking bout the way
It might have been
Its a dirty, rotten, shame

[Chorus]

People walking up to ya
Saying glory, hallelujah
And they try to sock it to ya
In the name of the Lord
They gonna teach you
How to meditate
Read your horoscope
And cheat your faith
And furthermore to hell with hate
Come on and get on board

[Chorus]

Look around tell me
What you see
Whats happening to you and me
God grant me the serenity
To remember who I am
Cause your giving up your sanity
For your pride and your vanity
Turn your back on humanity
And you don't give a damn

[Chorus: Repeats]

Waylon's Guitar

length: 3:13
Hank's songs came direct from heaven above.
But the music I got strait from the hoase's mouth.
Yeah Waylon's guitar had that sound.

I got my first lesson from him around seventy-three.
He didn't lonesome or on'ry to me.
He was about the nicest guy I've ever met on the road.
Yeah Waylon's guitar could carry the load.

"You've gotta take that E string Hank and turn it down"
"You've gotta have that half time beat that walks around"
Now I love Eric and Keith and theres alot of hot hands around.
But Waylon's guitar had that sound.
Yeah.

"You've gotta get a Fender Telle and dress it in black."
"Put leather all around it, so your buckel won't scratch the back"
Now I'm into Eric and Keith and theres alot of hot hands around.
But Waylons Guitar had that sound.

You've gotta get a Fender Telecaster and dress it in black!
Put leather all around it, so a cowboy wont scratch the back!

Says: You know how them cowboys are.


Why Can't We All Just Get a Long Neck / Jambalaya

length: 4:47
(Jambalaya)

This crime in the city streets
Always trouble in the middle east
How'd they let things get so out of hand
Just watchin' the evening news
that would give anybody the blues
The more I know, I think the less I understand

Chorus:
Oh Why can't we all just get a long (neck)
And make a toast to peace and harmony
Why, Why can't we all just get a long (neck)
And see how good getting a long might be

I'd like buy the world around
In the honky tonk neutral ground
So we can see that on the inside we're all the same
Pop a top and let the good times pour
Til we forget what we was fightin for
I'll ask again can someone please explain

CHORUS

As different as we may be
We're all one big family
Cuz if we just agree we're gunna disagree

CHORUS
...and see how good getting along could be....

American Offline

length: 3:11
Three million megahertz, super-duper processors
Gotta two hundred gig harddrive
thirty-two inch screen and a scanner machine
Boy you wasting too much time
I say get out of that house
Pull away from that mouse
There's a mountain stream calling your name
Son you been missing
Some mighty good fishing
And a whole lot of better things

I'm an American offline
I'm into having a good time
It does you good to get some sunshine
Every once in a while
Get out and drive your '69
And sip some honky tonk wine
Hot women in the nighttime
I'm an American offline

I got a cabin in the country where I go sometimes
To clear my head and get away
Got my channel on TV, no laptop for me
Cold beer, smile on my face
Now take my advice
You better think twice
Before you turn that damn computer up
There's so much more to see than that old office routine
So forget all that logon stuff

Be an American offline
Go out and have yourself a good time
Now don't you think you need some sunshine
On that lily white business suit skin
Why don't you go and get a beach front room
Make some noise and wear your hat in the pool
Make some love in the day time
Be an American offline

Randall

Go and play that slide guitar
Check out those hot Atlanta bars
Meet some friends and make some homemade wine, til the sunshines
I'm an American offline

Process me baby
I'm an American offline

Guitar Money

length: 3:45
I had a nine to five day job at kentucky fried
Trying to make the payments on a pick up truck and double wide
Mamma always said son,
Use a little common sense
So I took her at a whirl and
Decided I could suck them in
I had an ol' les paul pulled out from under the bed
And the number of a drummer knew somebody in the grateful dead
And I got him on the line and he talked awhile
Then he said I'm glad you called
We need a guitar player and a man that can sing it all
I started making me some guitar money
Guitar money

I sure do like it when the people start screaming turn it up
Turn it up
Guitar money
Guitar money
Oh it aint no wonder old elvis quit driving that truck
We met a man in atlanta
He said he would sign us up today
He was a big movie maker, shaker, maker record radio might play
Yeah maybe I will and maybe I wont
Make it to the hall of fame
But either way it goes you'll never hear me complain
Yeaah and I'm making guitar money

Ggguitar money
I sure do like it when the girls start screaming
Crank it up
Crank it up
Guitar money
Guitar money
Hey it aint no wonder old elvis quit driving that truck
Making guitar money
Tee shirt money
I sure do like it when the girls start screaming
Turn it turn it turn it turn it turn it way up
Hey guitar money
How about this hit lick honey
No it aint no wonder old elvis quit driving that truck
Heres some for you
Cousin jean too
And loretta, uncle hal
And you and you and you and you
Im making all kind of guitar money
Times are good
Guitar money
Oh a whole lotta guitar money

Devil in the Bottle

length: 4:53
I Come Home Late At Night
With My Boots In My Hand
Stumble In The Back Door
Being Quite As I Can
And I Know She's There In Bed
Cold And All Alone
And She's Cryin'
Because I'm Breaking Up Our Home

[Chorus:]
And She Knows
The Hell I'm Going Through
In This World
Inside My Head
There's A Devil
In The Bottle
And He Want's
To See Me Dead
I Fall Into Her Arms
And She Helps Me With My Clothes
I Guess She Stays On With Me
Because She Really Knows
That I'm Tryin' Lord
To Find My Freedom
By Escaping To The Only
Freedom I've Ever Known

Repeat [Chorus:]

Yes,There's A Devil
In The Bottle
And He Want's
To See Me Dead
And It's Killing Her
Watching Me Die This Way