The Pressure Is On Album

Artist(s): Hank Williams, Jr.

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Tracklist

A Country Boy Can Survive

length: 4:17

The preacher man says it's the end of time
And the Mississippi River, she's a-goin' dry...

The interest is up and the stock market's down
And you only get mugged if you go downtown...

I live back in the woods, you see,
My woman and the kids and the dogs and me...

I got a shotgun, a rifle, and a four-wheel drive
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive...

I can plow a field all day long,
I could catch catfish from dusk till dawn...

Make our own whiskey and our own smoke, too,
Ain't too many things these old boys can't do...

We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine,
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive...

Because you can't stomp us out and you can't make us run
'Cause we're them old boys raised on shotguns...
We say grace, and we say ma'am,
If you ain't into that, we don't give a damn...

We came from the West Virginia coal mines
And the Rocky Mountains, and the Western skies...

And we can skin a buck, we can run a trot line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive...

I had a good friend in New York City,
He never called me by my name, just hillbilly...

My grandpa taught me how to live off the land,
And his taught him to be a businessman...

He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights,
And I'd send him some homemade wine...

But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife,
For forty-three dollars, my friend lost his life...

I'd love to spit some Beech-Nut in that dude's eye
As I shoot him with my old forty-five
'Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive...

Because you can't stomp us out and you can't make us run
'Cause we're them old boys raised on shotguns...
We say grace, and we say ma'am,
If you ain't into that, we don't give a damn...

We're from North California and South Alabam',
And little towns all around this land...

And we can skin a buck, we can run a trot line,
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
A country boy can survive
Country folks can survive...

The Coalition to Ban Coalitions

length: 2:10
This is a coalition to ban coalitions I ain't a politician but I've got views

Some folks want to ban cars some want to get rid of Fender guitars

Why don't you do your thing and we do our thing too

Now they want to take my cigarettes and all my good whiskey

And these d___ coalitions they're after you and me

They want to get rid of my forty fours and all the R rated films

If they only knew how much we'd all love to get rid of them

And this is a coalition to ban coalitions the views of a musician yeah I've got some

Some folks want to ban cars some want to get rid of electricguitars

Why can't everybody else leave everybody else alone

Now the latest thing they want to stomp out is violence on TV

And the worst of all is that Oscar winning rabbit Bugs Bunny

Farewell Foghorn Leghorn so long Yosemite Sam

They're missin' with our heroes and we got to stop them now

And this is a coalition to ban coalitions...

Tennessee Stud

length: 3:24
Back about 1825 I left Tennessee very much alive
I never would've got through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been a ridin' on the Tennessee Stud
I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa one of his brothers was a bad outlaw
I send her a letter by my Uncle Fudd and I rode away on the Tennessee Stud
The Tennesee Stud was long and lean the color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud

We drifted on down onto no man's land we crossed the river called the Rio Grande
I raced my horse with a Spaiard foal till I got me a skin full of silver and gold
Me and a gambler we couldn't agree we got in a fight over Tennessee
We jerked our guns and he fell with a thud and I got away on the Tennessee Stud
Well I got just as lonesome as a man can be dreamin' of my girl in Tennessee
The Tennessee Stud's green eyes turned blue
Cause he was dreamin' of his sweetheart too
We loped right back across Arkansas I whipped her brother and whipped her pa
I found that girl with the golden hair and she was a ridin' on the Tennessee Mare
The Tennesee Stud was long and lean...

Stirrup to stirrup and side by side we crossed the mountains and the valleys wide
We came to Big Muddy and we forded the flood
And the Tennessee Mare and the Tennessee Stud
A pretty little baby and the cabin floor a little horse cold playin' round the door
And I love the girl with the golden hair
And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare
The Tennesee Stud was long and lean...

Ramblin' in My Shoes

length: 3:11
And drag my sorry ass out of bed.
Sometimes I don't;
And I just lay there instead.
I'm going down to the store today,
and hope my cold sores all go away,
sometimes I just put on my socks.

(chorus)
Well, I'm Ramblin' in my shoes,
I'm ramblin' in my shoes,
I'm a ramblin in my shoes,
cause I got a hole in my socks.

Sometimes I wet the bed,
and lie in my own filth.
Sometimes I don't,
I get up and go to the bathroom.
I'm going down to the store today,
and hope my cold sores all go away,
sometimes I just go barefooted.

(chorus)

repeat verse 2 three more times and fade out.



The Pressure Is On

length: 4:10
writer: Hank Williams, Jr.
I got someone at home,don't know whats going on,
thinks I love her and her alone and the pressure is on.

I got a new love you see.She does new things to me.
We sneak our love you's on the phone and the pressure is on

and it puts pressure on a man if he ever lets his heart call his hand.
He ain't no rolling stone,but the pressure is on.

Feel like your ten thousand feet down under the sea

and its crushing all your bones and the pressure is on.

The trains I ride in my dreams
run on the pressure of the steam.

Lord I could pull one a mile long cause the pressure is on.

Lord I could pull one a mile long cause the pressure is on,

the pressure is on, the pressure at home.

All My Rowdy Friends (Have Settled Down)

length: 3:55
composer: Hank Williams, Jr.
lyricist: Hank Williams, Jr.
And they seem to be more into laid back songs
Nobody wants to get drunk and get loud everybody just wants to go back home
I myself have seen my wilder days and I have seen my name at the top of the page
But I need to find a friend just to run around
But nobody wants to get high on the town
And all my rowdy friends have settled down
And I think I know what my father meant when he sang about a lost highway
And ol' George Jones I'm glad to see is finally gettin' straight
And Waylon's stayin' home and lovin' Jessi more these days
And nobody wants to get drunk and get loud
And all my rowdy friends have settled down
[ mandolin - fiddle - steel ]
And the hangovers hurt more than they used to do
And cornbread and ice tea's took the place of pills and ninety proof
And it seems like none of us do things quite like we used to do
But nobody wants to get high on the town
And all my rowdy friends have settled down
Yeah and I think I know what my father meant when he sang about a lost highway
And Johnny Cash don't act like he did back in '68
And Kris he is a movie star and he's moved off to LA
And nobody wants to get drunk and get loud
And all my rowdy friends have settled down
Yeah me and my rowdy friends done right it on down


I Don't Care (If Tomorrow Never Comes)

length: 2:39
I don't care if to morrow never comes
This world holds nothin' for me
I've been lonely night and day ever since you went away
So I don't care if to morrow never comes.

[Chorus]
If to morrow never comes and the sun don't ever shine
It won't matter with me
For when she went a way, my world ended that day
So I don't care if to morrow never comes.

My lonely mind wanders back to days that used to be
My broken heart cries out for you
Oh, if I can't have you here, I can't go on my dear
So I don't care if tomorrow never comes.

[Chorus]

Weatherman

length: 3:36
Mr Weather man what is your forecast,
I need a major change I can't stand no more rain
Everything's been goin' wrong please tell me it's somethin' in the O-zone,
or is the atmosphere and pressure just too strong
I can't ride out one more storm

[Chorus: x2]
Cause I've had too many highs and too many lows
Too many storms and tornadoes
I need some blue skies and sunshine
I need a good outlook tonight

Everytime I Hear That Song

length: 3:12
But there are some things that bring tears to my eyes
Some old movie that shown some old people all alone
And everytime that I hear that song
Everytime I hear that song I think of someone who is gone
And the hurtin' starts comin' on real strong everytime I hear that song
[ steel ]
One makes big old boys like me get down on bended knee
And today's girl who's moving ahead stay at home all night crying in bed
It's those old loves that linger on just like some of those good old songs
Everytime I hear that song...


Ballad of Hank

length: 3:21
Don tell us how it really was when you was workin with daddy.
Well in 1950 I took a little nip
Along with Mr. Williams on the way to Mississipp'
We was stacked 8 deep in a Packard limousine
And we met this promoter in the town of New Orleans
Now the man told Daddy that he had what it took
And he liked the way he sang and he liked the way he shook

He said pretty soon he'd make us all rich

And we started believin' that fat sonabitch

Daddy told the man if you wanna make some dough

Take a little money and book me on a show

And we played them dates and we filled the places well

But Hank, he'd done blowed the profits all to hell

Cause he'd run through a 10 and he'd run through a 20

And he'd run through a 100 just as fast as it could go

Like a big dose of sauce to a little bitty fella

He'd spend a $1000 dollars on a $100 dollar show

Hank looked at me with a funny lookin' grin,

Said "I've been to the Opry and I'm goin' back again"

We met the owner in a little office there

And a big fat fella with some artificial hair

He told Hank he wanted half of everything he made

Or he'd have to tell Audrey 'bout some women Hank had laid

And you told Daddy he'd better get smart,

Get rid of them fellas and make a new start

And he fired my a__ and he fired Jerry Rivers
And he fired everybody just as hard as he could go
He fired old Cedric and he fired Sammy Pruitt
And he fired some people that he didn't even know

Well, every song he made it went to number one,
Y'all was workin' like hell and you was havin' fun
We was ridin' every day and playin' every night
And every 20 minutes some of us had a fight
Now, Daddy he was makin' money hand over fist,
And y'all was getting' screwed but you wasn't getting kissed
Yeah, I told him to pass a little bit around
But he said he'd rather send it to his folks in Alabam'

So he fired your a__ and he fired Jerry Rivers
And he fired everybody just as hard as he could go
He fired old Cedric and he fired Sammy Pruitt
And he fired some people that he didn't even know

Now the owner of the Opry, he's a-doin' pretty good,
He's got a music company that they call Cedarwood
And Hank played nothing but sold out halls
And I was pumpin' gas in greasy overalls

Cause he fired my a__ and he fired Jerry Rivers
And he fired everybody just as hard as he could go
He fired old Cedric and he fired Sammy Pruitt
And he fired some people that he didn't even know

Hank run through a 50 and he'd run through a 100
And he'd run through a 1000 just as hard as he could go
Buying cadillac coots paying double allimony
And he fired some people that he didn't even know.

Don you know you, know you used to work for me one time
I sure know that come but come to think of it you fired my a__ back in 1972
Oh...well it's a family tradition ya know?
Yap yap yap yap...
But I kept Jerry Rivers
Right right..