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Bernard (He didn't tag you'all) All we were doin' was hangin' and little Koochie was sangin' Mama I'm guilty of hangin' out I know it's a shabby old building but after all ain't we gods children And Lord it's a good place for hangin' out Now you hang with me and I'll hang with you and we'll hang out 'Til we both turn blue Mama I'm guilty of hangin' out All we were doin' was hangin' and little Koochie was sangin' Mama I'm guilty of hangin' out I know it's a shabby old building but after all ain't we gods children And Lord it's a good place for hangin' out God Don't Own a Car God Don't Own a Car GOD DON'T OWN A CAR Jimmy Buffett, Buzz Cason I have been out wanderin' I have traveled far One conclusion I have made Is God don't own a car He don't wear no fancy clothes He'd rather take the bus He would pay air tourist fare So He could sit with us He don't have no tambourine Guitar or slide trombone The music we make here on Earth But the words are His own And when we finally reach His home And walk among the stars He'll join our band then we'll understand Why God don't own a car Livingston's Gone to Texas Livingston's Gone to Texas LIVINGSTON'S GONE TO TEXAS Jimmy Buffett Nothing here is different Nothings changed at all Livingston's gone to Texas They say he had a ball They say he learned to be a cowboy They say he learned to rope and ride But I wonder if he ever thinks about the tears his woman cried Now Holly won't you let me Try and make you smile You loved him as if he were your husband Now he'll be gone awhile Wrote he had to see the country On starry nights he wished that you were there And so it shows wherever he goes Deep inside you know he really cares It's crazy and it's different But it's really being free And reasons the world would want to question Makes sense to you and me Nothing here is different Nothing's changed at all Livingston's still in Texas The snows about to fall Travelin' Clean Travelin' Clean TRAVELIN' CLEAN Jimmy Buffett You go to Fargo We'll meet in Chicago Travelin' light and travelin' clean In my nine wheel blue and white travelin' machine And I'm gone I'm movin' on yes I'm gone No time to look back We've crossed the last track Travelin' free and travelin' wild With my barefoot blue-eyed travelin' child And I'm gone I'm movin' on yes I'm gone Run away Queen Travelin 'clean You tell your mother That you love another Runnin' with a free-born man That asks more of you than your hand And I'm gone I'm movin' on yes I'm gone Run away Queen Travelin 'clean You go to Fargo We'll meet in Chicago Travelin' light and travelin' clean In my nine wheel blue and white travelin' machine And I'm gone I'm movin' on yes I'm gone Come away travelin' queen The Christian The Christian The Christian It's a hell of a time to be thinking about heaven Didn't you forget the golden rule You've been acting like Jesus owes you a favor But he's a little smart for you to fool You complain how you forgets the gospel You remind them seek and you shall find Maybe youth will have a time for seeking After they clean up what you left behind Cause it's a hell of a time to be thinking about heaven Didn't you forget the golden rule You've been acting like Jesus owes you a favor But he's a little smart for you to fool You were right there when the plate was passed last Sunday That's the second time you've been to church all year Could you really call yourself a Christian If charity cost half as much as beer Hey You pray a little more as you grow older You get religion as your hair turns gray But you don't need to worry about hereafter Just worry what you're going to do today Cause it's a hell of a time to be thinking about heaven Didn't you forget the golden rule You've been acting like Jesus owes you a favor But he's a little smart for you to fool Yes my friend I think you've blown your cool Ellis Dee (He Ain't Free) Ellis Dee (He Ain't Free) ELLIS DEE Jimmy Buffett, Buzz Cason Why is he cussin' and calling disgustin' The city that is now his home He never smiles or keeps up with styles He is black and he is all alone And you ask why he's this way Well brother you're too blind to see It's 'cause Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me Get out of the street don't get high on my beat Go on home the policeman warns Just 'cause you're poor why do you declare war I can't help the way you were born Why are they holdin' him down He's spending his life on his knees 'Cause Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me Chorus: Got to help Ellis Got to help Ellis You know we got to help Ellis Ellis Dee Try and help Ellis you and me Got to get to Ellis hear his plea Try and help Ellis get free Ellis got hooked he got booked and he shook In his cold little shivery cell While out on the street in that same funky beat Mister pusher was doing well And Ellis Junior cries tears his daddy can't see 'Cause Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me Chorus 'Cause Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me No Ellis Dee ain't free like you and me Richard Frost Richard Frost Richard Frost Richard frost left alabama heading west to find his fame Only got to oklahoma and that's where he changed his name Now he plays a little tavern all the drunks say he's a star Hollywood forgot his number now he's stuck in kelly's bar But is he happy my friend Or does he pretend

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