I was only havin’ fun, sweet momma,
Only havin’ fun,
I wasn’t hurting anyone,
No, I was only havin’ fun
Well, I like to have my whiskey,
Have my coke and rum,
I like to pick on my guitar,
Throw my hair back and strum,
You might say I’m runnin’ a streak,
I’ll wind up on a tear,
You might swear my time has come,
But I was only havin’ fun
I was only havin’ fun, little baby,
Only havin’ fun,
You might call me a son of a gun,
But I was only havin’ fun
Have some fun, now!
Well, ever since my daddy
Set me on his knee,
Said, “Son, in all this great big world,
Be always brave and free,
Deliver yourself from evil,
Forgive all wrongs patiently,
And take your care to earn your share,
‘lest they do to you
What they done to me.
I was only havin’ fun, sweet baby,
Only havin’ fun,
You might say I’m a son of a gun,
But I was only havin’ fun.”
I was only havin’ fun, sweet momma,
Only havin’ fun,
I wasn’t hurting anyone,
No, I was only havin’ fun
You might say I’m a son of a gun,
But I was only havin’ fun
No, I wasn’t hurting anyone,
I was only havin’ fun
Alternative arrangement of the traditional folk song. I originally learned this song from my pal Fen from Rosa Blanda String Band; found some words later, changed ’em a little to fit my situation, and bent the chords just a bit to make ’em fit.
I was on the road in ’79,
I was nearly blind from cryin’,
As I rolled along, my mind ran back,
To the gal I left behind me
If I ever get off that wanted list,
And the sheriff he don’t find me,
I’ll make my way straight back again,
To the gal I left behind me
That sweet little gal, that true little gal,
The gal I left behind me;
With rosy cheeks and long brown hair,
The gal I left behind me
The wind did blow, the leaves did fall,
The snow did storm and blind me,
I thought of that gal, that warm little gal,
The gal I left behind me
She wrote ahead to the place I said,
I was always long for pining,
She says, “I’m true, when you get through,
Ride home and you will find me.”
That sweet little gal, that true little gal,
The gal I left behind me;
With her deep brown eyes and pretty pink lips,
The gal I left behind me
When we sold out, I took the train,
For the sheriff never to find me,
Rollin’ back along the track,
For the gal I left behind me
And she was there, I do declare,
And Red River did remind me,
I held her arms, her skin so fair,
The gal I left behind me
That sweet little gal, that true little gal,
The gal I left behind me;
With rosy cheeks and long brown hair,
The gal I left behind me
That sweet little gal, that true little gal,
The gal I left behind me;
With her deep brown eyes and pretty pink lips,
The gal I left behind me
Slight revisions on the traditional folk song “900 Miles”, just thinkin’ back to the days when I was a dishwasher, and having those old summertime blues…
I was smokin’ in the back,
Tears in my eyes,
Tryin’ to read a letter from my home;
If ol’ C-Tie treats me right,
I’ll be home tomorrow night,
I’m only nine hundred miles from my home…
Standin’ in a lonesome neon glow
Now my mother, rest her soul,
Was my daddy’s love and oh,
Stole his poor heart from beyond her grave;
Saved his body for a time,
But it just broke up his mind,
I’m only nine hundred miles from my home…
I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow,
Standin’ in a hollow neon glow
Sold grandma’s old man’s old gold watch,
Felt so lost without that chain,
Begged a prayer from the dog of our family tree;
And if the pawn man treats me right,
I’ll be home tomorrow night,
I’m only nine hundred miles from my home…
Standin’ in that lonesome neon glow
The 9 Train I ride on,
Travels all night long,
It’s just become a way of life each day to me;
If the bottle treats me right,
I’ll be okay another night,
I’m only nine hundred miles from my home…
Standin’ in a broken neon glow,
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow
Blow! Blow for miles around, let every soul who’s ears to hear the sound,
Blow! Blow her memory down, down down down below the ground
Ask Lord grant me one last wish,
Before I wash another dish,
Let my face forget my trouble so they won’t know;
And if the Heavens treat me right,
My star shall not cross tonight,
I’m only nine hundred miles from my home…
Standin’ in that lonesome neon glow,
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow,
Standin’ in a broken neon glow,
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow
Written by Joe Maphis, Max Fidler, Rose Lee Maphis
Originally recorded by Flatt & Scruggs
Sung by my buddy Fen, I had never even heard this song before this day, if you can believe that! I know, right? Kinda sad. But sure glad I know it now. Marty Stuart’s done it, Conway Twitty’s done it, Dwight Yoakam’s done it, Porter Wagoner’s done it. Gram Parsons did it. Buck Owens supposedly inspired the writing of it. I hear they even put a story about this song up in the Country Music Hall of Fame. I’d love to go there someday.
Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
Is the only kind of life you’ll ever even understand
Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
You’ll never make a wife to a home loving man
A home with little children means nothing to you
A house full of love, and a husband so true
You’d rather have a drink with the first guy that you meet
The only house you’ll ever call a home is the bar room down the street
Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
Is the only kind of life you’ll ever even understand
Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
You’ll never make a wife to a home loving man
Drinking and dancing to a honky tonk band
Is the only kind of life you’ll ever even understand
Go on and have your fun, you think you played it smart
I feel sorry for you now, in your honky tonk heart
Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
It’s the only kind of life you’ll ever even understand
Dim lights, thick smoke, and loud, loud music
You’ll never make a wife to a home loving man
Did you ever have one of those times where your whole world falls apart? Well, I have, and I wrote this song about it! This recording is a performance with the band I play in, Moon Shines Red, featuring Ashly on vocals in the second verse, and Chris backing us all up throughout.
Fallin’ through the sky, firin’ at each other
You’re callin’ your daddy, I’m callin’ my mother
You’re cryin’ to your sister, I’m laughin’ with my brother
We’re fallin’ through the sky, firin’ at each other
Well just the other night, the fire burned so bright
Sittin’ with our family, although somethin’ wasn’t right
Our money’s gettin’ tight, we got so much to do
We start in to fight, like the turnin’ of a screw
And now we’re
Fallin’ through the sky, firin’ at each other
You’re callin’ your daddy, I’m callin’ my mother
You’re cryin’ to your sister, I’m laughin’ with my brother
We’re fallin’ through the sky, firin’ at each other
Well I huff when you ask me, ’cause you bluff when I answer
You think that I’m a fool, but I know you are a dancer
You come home late at night, I stay out even later
You think that you’re alright, I believe I’m even greater
And now we’re
Fallin’ through the sky, firin’ at each other
You’re callin’ your daddy, I’m callin’ my mother
You’re cryin’ to your sister, I’m laughin’ with my brother
We’re fallin’ through the sky, firin’ at each other
Did ya ever have one of those times when your whole world falls apart?
All you ever think to do is tear your own love apart
You got better things to do, but you’re too busy starin’
Pointin’ at each other with them six guns a blarin’
So young when we got married, I didn’t even ask your dad
But I took in your son, and you raised the daughter I had
Where did it all go wrong? We struggled through such fog
They played our favorite song, we still lost the family dog
And now we’re
Fallin’ through the sky, firin’ at each other
You’re callin’ your daddy, I’m callin’ my mother
You’re cryin’ to your sister, I’m laughin’ with my brother
We’re fallin’ through the sky, firin’ at each other
Fallin’ through the sky, firin’ at each other
You’re callin’ my daddy, I’m callin’ your mother
You’re cryin’ to my sister, I’m laughin’ with your brother
We’re fallin’ through the sky, firin’ at each other
Fallin’ through the sky, firin’ at each other
You’re callin’ your daddy, I’m callin’ my mother
You’re cryin’ to your sister, I’m laughin’ with my brother
We’re fallin’ through the sky, firin’ at each other
