LYRICS
Keep Searchin'/Del Shannon/Bug Music(BMI)
| Rhyolite The news came to me yesterday noon Since then I'm racing with the blood red desert moon Just two days since I've been gone Riding hard hope to make it home by dawn Rhyolite They say these six black-hearted hounds Whiskey soaked that they kicked my front door down God was nowhere around Took their turns as the others held her down Rhyolite- six men will die, one at a time, I'll skin them alive Rhyolite- and if the marshal decides that I must pay for this crime Build my gallows high Mercy Lord no time to cry No time wasting asking dear God why Will I laugh as they die We'll find out come the morning light Rhyolite- yes by tonight, I'll set things right, soon they'll be in my sights Rhyolite- and if the marshal decides that I must pay for this crime Build my gallows high Rhyolite- yes six men will die, one at a time, I'll skin them alive Rhyolite- and if the marshal decides that I must pay for this crime Build my gallows high |
Blood on the Moon No one thought to lend a hand The day Billy shot that man to the ground for no reason Save he didn't like the way That he looked at him that day Billy sent him to his grave But he's not stayin' All the town just stood and stared No one helped and no one cared about the sound and the fury So they wrapped him in a shroud 'Neath the gray Nevada clouds lowered him into the ground But he's not stayin' From his sleep he'll awaken soon 'Neath the blood on the moon There'll be justice he's rising soon He'll be haunting the town Guess you can't keep a good man down So Billy better run Far from Rising Sun Not a soul left alive Hear the lone coyote howl Hear the whisper of the owl in the dark- God forsaken 'Neath the red of graveyard moon Planning vengeance planning soon As he's lying in his tomb But he's not stayin' |
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| Shortstack and a Longneck Well now rise and shine baby it's a quarter to six It's breakfast time honey and I need my fix Got a long day ahead, I know you know what I need Well you know it ain't eggs and bacon or doughnuts and coffee Shortstack and a longneck honey Shortstack and a longneck honey Shortstack and a longneck honey Shortstack and a longneck honey Yeah Aunt Jemimah and a barley dew That's the only thing that'll do Don't bother me with an omelette girl Unless you're servin' it up for lunch Don't give me no oatmeal, no no cream of wheat And nevermind the Cap'n Crunch Shortstack and a longneck honey Shortstack and a longneck honey Shortstack and a longneck honey Shortstack and a longneck honey Yeah flapjacks and an ice cold brew That's the only thing that'll do Don't give me no toast and jelly babe I don't want no muffin and juice Don't give me no yogurt no no Frosted Flakes And nevermind the Suzy-Q's Shortstack and a longneck honey Shortstack and a longneck honey Shortstack and a longneck honey Shortstack and a longneck honey Yeah buckwheat cakes and ooo ooo ooo That's the only thing that'll do Yeah Aunt Jemimah and a barley dew That's the only thing that'll do Yeah flat ones and a frosty B That's the only thing for me |
Pursued Riding hard in the desert night I gotta find some cover come sunrise I'm running from the law, and I know they're not too far behind me The Marshal's brother came gunnin' for me I shot him dead in the streets of Rhyolite Now I'm on the run, and I hope I beat the sun to Candelaria But I'm not givin' up hope I'm not slowin' my pace They won't take me easy To the hanging tree- no not me I won't go easy to the hanging tree- no not me I won't go easy I stood my ground when Billy said "dance" He fired five times at my feet but before the sixth sounded I put three bullets through his black heart and I stood there and laughed Maybe the Marshal would have let me go free But he knows I took the gun from his brother's cold hand And now I know he's never gonna stop until he has his rope around me But I'm not givin' up hope I'm not slowin' my pace They won't take me easy To the hanging tree- no not me I won't go easy to the hanging tree- no not me I won't go easy Are they gaining ground Or am I hearing voices in the desert behind me Pray heaven for the mercy of God I swear I hear horses and the murmur of the posse But I'm not givin' up hope I'm not slowin' my pace He won't take me easy To the hanging tree- no not me I won't go easy to the hanging tree- no not me I won't go easy |
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| Motherlode
I got my horse, I got my gun I got a wagon that'll hold a ton I got a pick and a shovel and some dynamite to explode Yeah I got a mean left hook it's a barroom buster Got whiskey in a jar and tobaccy in my duster Saddlin' up gonna find me the motherlode Got me a gal, Virginia City She's plenty sweet, ain't none too pretty Well I can stand to be away so I'm headin' out on the road Yeah soo I'm packin' up my mule, dustin' off my rifle Give the kids a kiss and a handshake to my wife Saddlin' up gonna find me the motherlode Ain't in no hurry might make a stop in Reno Drink a bucket full of redeye, try my luck at keno Win a couple dollars maybe buy myself a suit Get a big belt buckle and a brand new pair of boots Ain't no hurry might make a stop in Reno Drink a bucket full of redeye, try my luck at keno Win a couple dollars maybe buy myself a suit Get a big belt buckle and a brand new pair of boots I'm on my way I gotta run I got my horse, mule, wagon, and gun I got my pick and my shovel and I'm headin' out on the road Yeah I got a pocket full of dough and all the courage I can muster Got whiskey in a jar and tobaccy in my duster Saddlin' up gonna find me the motherlode Yes I'm saddlin' up gonna find me the motherlode I'm saddlin' up gonna find me the motherlode |
Rising Sun Just last night five men died in a barroom fight Billy shot 'em dead one handed with his six gun It's just not right we used to have such a quiet life But the motherlode summoned up the devil in Rising Sun Lord I've tried to turn a blind eye as my friends died The sheriff left town but I'm not gonna run So tonight Billy's gonna die in the moonlight I'm loading up my rifle and riding into Rising Sun Nothing left in this dirty old town for me Just one thing I must do before I leave I left the east five years back with my family Try to make a new life for my wife and my new son John How I cried last winter when Johnny and my wife died I don't know how I ever found the strength to carry on The townsfolk stared as I took their bodies to the undertaker He's the only one who offered me a smile and sympathy But just last night Billy shot him dead in a barroom fight Now Billy's gonna die in the streets of Rising Sun Nothing left in this dirty old town for me Just one thing I must do before I leave Billy never should have killed the undertaker Now there's no one left in this town to lower him down Billy never should have killed the preacher man Nobody is gonna say a prayer In the morning as he lies in the streets of Rising Sun Billy never should have killed the undertaker Billy never should have killed the preacher man Billy never should have killed the undertaker Billy never should have killed the preacher man Nobody is gonna say a prayer In the morning as he lies in the streets of Rising Sun |
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| Moonrise Found an old man dying in the desert On the trail from Silver City to the Gold Hill mines Don't know how but he knew that it was his time He said son you'd better move along you don't wanna be here when the sun goes down Lord I wish I'd taken his advice When the sun goes down You'll hear terrible sounds Here in the hills and down in the mines When the sun goes down Stay close to town Run and hide come moonrise He said son the devil walks the hills Out back of Silver City when the moon comes up Yes son you can hear his laughter in the night Heed the words of a dying old man You don't wanna be here when the sun goes down Hurry now or you'll find out that I am right When the sun goes down There are awful sounds Up in the hills down in the mines When the sun goes down Stay close to town Run and hide come moonrise When I said I'd stay he cried Ooh and the ice that I felt in my heart Down, down, down, and down Down, down, down, and down And as he died the night fell hard-ooh fell hard Ooh and the dark covered me like a shroud Now the sun is down There are terrible sounds Up in these hills, and down in the mines And the sun's gone down We make awful sounds Run and hide come moonrise We abide come moonrise Down, down, down, and down Down, down, down, and down |
Downstairs at the Funeral Home Watching phones and I'm hoping against hope That I don't get a call to remove another customer It's bad enough that in just a couple hours A guy is bringing flowers for the lady down on table #2 She's cold as night I don't believe that everything is alright Heard her sigh Bring the Viscerock and formaldehyde Downstairs at the funeral home By myself but I am not alone I see spirits dancin' bodies movin' Good God now the aspirator's pointing at me Got a call gotta get into the wagon Spirit in the night to a nursing home resembling hell Sad stares as I roll out Uncle Bernie on my gurney C'est la vie, c'est la morte, oh well He's cold as night I don't believe that everything is alright Heard him sigh Now the body bag's beginning to rise, to rise Downstairs at the funeral home By myself but I am not alone I see spirits dancin' bodies moanin' Good God now the aspirator's pointing at me They're cold as night Now I know that everything's not alright Feel their eyes staring at me and I can't hide, can't hide Downstairs at the funeral home By myself but I am not alone I see spirits dancin' bodies movin' Good God now the aspirator's pointing at me Downstairs at the funeral home By myself but I am not alone I see spirits dancin' bodies movin' Good God now the aspirator's pointing at me |
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| Cemetery Man Ooh cemetery man In the graveyard of the damned Cemetery man I know he's dead but he won't stay down no He walks with the children of the night Frozen blood on the demon moon no Won't stay buried in the ground Ooh cemetery man In the graveyard of the damned Cemetery man Filled his body with formaldehyde no Drove nails in his coffin a hundred times I swear I heard him whisper as we lowered him down say no, no He said "pray hell, I'll be coming for you" Scorpions run Rattlesnakes hide Better saddle and ride I know he's coming soon I heard a scream Out in the night Dear God he's found me Ooh cemetery man In the graveyard of the damned Cemetery man Ooh ooh cemetery man Cemetery man |
Del Shannon's Keep Searchin' (We'll Follow the Sun) No one will understand What I've gotta do I've got to find a place to hide With my baby by my side She's been hurt so much They treat her mean and cruel They try to keep us far apart There's only one thing left we can do We gotta keep searchin' searchin' Find a place to hide Searchin' searchin' She'll be by my side If we gotta keep on the run We'll follow the sun Follow the sun Doesn't matter doesn't matter what people might say She's mine and I'm gonna take her anyway We gotta keep searchin' searchin' Find a place to stay Searchin' searchin' Every night and day If we gotta keep on the run We'll follow the sun Follow the sun We gotta keep searchin' searchin' Find a place to hide Searchin' searchin' She'll be by my side If we gotta keep on the run We'll follow the sun Follow the sun Follow the sun Follow the sun |
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| Trail to Hell Ya-ha-hoo! Ya-ha-hoo! Ya-ha-hoo! Ya-ha-hoo! Too many ghosts on the blood-soaked trail Most have met their maker from the speed of my draw I ain't the same since I got outta jail I shake a bit and can't forget the faces I saw as they died…Ya-ha-hoo! Every man's got a time he must die I hear voices in the desert like whispers from hell Icy fingers reachin' through to my spine The distant toll of the demon's death bell…so I ride Down this trail death waits for me So much for six gun glory I won't bother asking for mercy Ya-ha-hoo! Ya-ha-hoo! Ya-ha-hoo! Ya-ha-hoo! If I had a chance to do it again I'd learn a trade and never lay a hand on a gun My hindsight's 20/20 and my time is at hand Yes this morning was the last time that I'll see old Rising Sun…so I ride Down this trail death waits for me I've reached the end of my story I won't bother asking for mercy Ya-ha-hoo! Ya-ha-hoo! Ya-ha-hoo! Ya-ha-hoo! Ya-ha-hoo! Ya-ha-hoo! Ya-ha-hoo! Ya-ha-hoo! |
Last Ride Blood River flows red The silver light shines Seems we picked a beautiful night to die Black wings overhead The wheel in the sky Hot wind from the gates of hell tonight I know we should have waited out the night I know we should have waited for first light Last ride…the dead are alive They're here on the trail from Candelaria to Rhyolite Last ride…why won't they die? We're not coming back, we'll never survive Last ride I start to shiver as the shadows they collide I check my six guns at my side My rifle's loaded and I've sharpened up my knife And I ride Last ride…the dead are alive They're here on the trail from Candelaria to Rhyolite Last ride…why won't they die? We're not coming home, we'll never survive |
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