Whitehouse Road (Live)

Early in the mornin' when the sun does rise

Layin the bed with bloodshot eyes

Late in the evenin', when the sun sinks low

That's about the time my rooster crows

I've got women up and down this creek

They're to keep me goin', and my engine clean

Run me ragged, but I don't fret

'Cause there ain't been one slowed me down none yet

Get me drinkin' that moonshine

Get me higher than the grocery bill

Take my troubles to the high wall

Throw 'em in the river, and get your fill

We've been sniffin' that cocaine

Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold

Lord, it's a mighty hard livin'

But a damn good feelin' to run these roads

I got people tryin' to tell me

"Red, keep this livin' and you'll wind up dead"

Cast your troubles on the Lord of Lords

Wind up layin' on a cold room board"

But I got buddies up at Whitehouse Road

And they keep me struttin' when my feet hang low

Rot gut whiskey gonna ease my pain

And all this runnin's gonna keep me sane

Get me drinkin' that moonshine

Get me higher than the grocery bill

Take my troubles to the high wall

Throw 'em in the river, and get your fill

We've been sniffin' that cocaine

Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold

Lord, it's a mighty hard livin'

But a damn good feelin' to run these roads

It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads

When you lay me in the cold, hard clay

Won't you sing them hymns while the banjo plays?

And tell them ladies that they ought not frown

'Cause there ain't been nothin' ever held me down

Lawman, women, or shallow grave, same old blues, just a different day

Get me drinkin' that moonshine

Get me higher than the grocery bill

Take my troubles to the high wall

Throw 'em in the river, and get your fill

We've been sniffin' that cocaine

Ain't nothin' better when the wind cuts cold

Lord, it's a mighty hard livin'

But a damn good feelin' to run these roads

It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads

It's a damn good feelin' to run these roads