Off The Road Band - Catfish Moon Lyrics

			Lyrics

	Catfish Moon Songs		Catfish Moon
	(in the order on the cd)		(Haynes/Johnson ©)
	Catfish Moon
	Sliding Across the Mason Dixon Line		Louisiana campfire and a catfish moon.
	Like That		I'm going down there real soon.
	Beauchaine Fairweather		Gonna dress all up for the Voodoo Ball,
	I Don't Want To Go Now		tumble and dance and that ain't all.
	Swampy Creek		Squeeze Box Man is all the rage
	Rider		they squeal and squeek when he takes the stage.
	No Brainer
	Devil's On My Trail		Polk Salad Annie and my Creole Belle,
			big fish fry at the Blue Hotel.
			Fish all day with a hook and a string.
			Bayou babies and Zulu kings.
			Squeeze Box Man is cooking now,
			all the cats and kittens start to howl.

			Underneath the river in a feeder stream,
			Old Catfish, he has a dream,
			dreams he's in a cajun band
			stratocaster hotter than a frying pan.
			Old catfish wakes up to find
			Squeeze Box Man pulling in his line.
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			Sliding Across The Mason Dixon Line
			(Chandler/Clarke/Johnson ©)

			Way up north it's getting cold
			I'm heading down south just to warm my soul
			sliding across the Mason Dixon Line

			People up there are mighty kind
			I'm heading down south just to ease my mind
			sliding across the Mason Dixon Line

			Chorus:
			New York is fine in October time
			and November too
			but it's getting kind of cold
			and I'm heading down south real soon

			The top is down, she's sitting there
			the wind is blowing through her hair
			sliding across the Mason Dixon Line

			Hot coffee pot in a mile or two
			will be sitting there waiting for you
			sliding across the Mason Dixon Line

			Chorus

			When I get home I aim to please
			come on sugar feel the warm southern breeze
			sliding across the Mason Dixon Line

			If it get's hot in the summer time
			we'll skinny dip and watch the cotton climb
			sliding across the Mason Dixon Line
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			Like That
			(D.E. Haynes ©)

			I'm all alone, there's nobody home.
			So don't be calling on the telephone.
			Yeah, we took a chance
			but the big romance fell flat.

			We had to find our peace of mind
			and our own loving in our own time.
			And maybe baby we can get on back to that

			Like that
			Just Like that
			Like that.

			Back in '69 he was on the line.
			Viet Cong and a claymore mine.
			And I asked that guy how he ever got in that?
			He said, you never know just where you'll go
			when you're hitch hiking on the opn road.
			'Til all at once, your tire's getting flat.

			Like that. Hey cat

			We've got to find our peace of mind
			and our own lovin in our own time.
			We've got to pull a rabbit from the hat.
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			Beachaine Fairweather
			(Haynes/Johnson/Renkow ©)

			Oh, Beauchaine
			help me understand
			I've got no chicken for the pot
			I'm cooking with weeds and sand

			Oh, Beauchaine
			is this your plan
			every time things get tough
			you run to the barbeque man

			Chorus:
			She wants to go just a little bit faster
			up the hill is a big disaster
			The sign says STOP but she says NO
			There's a dead man laying on Sharecropper Road.

			Oh, Beauchaine
			lend a helping hand
			I'm your friend til the soup gets thin
			that's when you make new plans

			Oh, Beauchaine
			show me your hand
			you left the house, last Friday night
			and forgot your wedding band

			Oh, Beauchaine
			you must have had good luck
			because you had a big ol' smile
			as you got out of Chandler's truck

			Chorus
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			I Don't Want To Go Now
			(M.Renkow ©)

			These days I'm so undecided,
			Always wondering what to do.
			When I think of tomorrow
			I always seem to think of you.
			You're everything I ever dreamed of,
			You've made some dreams of mine come true
			And I don't want to go now,
			If I can't go with you.

			My life used to be so simple.
			Always wandering town to town.
			A minstrel moving on th ehighroad
			Love 'em, leave 'em, let 'em down.
			And I would have called it folly.
			Embers blowing out the flue.
			But I don't want to go now,
			If I can't go with you.

			It's not that I couldn't leave you.
			I just want to be by your side.
			And it's not that I need you.
			It's just that the need to leave has died.
			And I would have called it folly.
			Embers blowing out the flue.
			But I don't want to go now,
			If I can't go with you.
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			Swampy Creek
			(Chandler/Clarke/Johnson/Renkow ©)

			Way up the hill on Swampy Creek
			the country girls dance cheek to cheek
			I always thought it was kind of sweet
			won't you come along and take a peek

			Stompy out that butt and lose that beer
			it's time for a little action here
			go on and ask that girl to dance
			you might find a little romance

			Chorus:
			Where do we go from here
			It ain't exactly clear
			you know I'd walk a mile,
			if it would make you smile.

			Come on fellas, come on girls
			let the music put you in a whirl
			don't be shy, don't hesitate
			go on and dance before it's too late

			The band is playing so don't be shy
			it's all part of the great by and by
			swing your honey and stamp your feet
			come on and dance to that swampy beat

			Chorus

			Feel the rhythm shake your bones
			a smoking beat with jungle tones
			the music's knocking just let it in
			to bathe your senses and wash your sins

			Chorus
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			Rider
			(traditional)

			I know you rider gonna miss me when I'm gone
			I know you rider gonna miss me when I'm gone
			You're gonna miss your baby come rolling in your arms

			Lay down last night lord, I could not take my rest
			Lay down last night lord, I could not take my rest
			My mind was wandering like wild geese in the west

			Well, the sun's gonna shine in my backyard someday
			Sun's gonna shine in my backyard someday
			It's gonna dry my eyes, it's gonna shine my blues away

			Well, I wish was a headlight on a northbound train
			Well, I wish was a headlight on a northbound train
			Well I'd shine my light through that cool Colorado rain

			I know my woman, she's bound to love me some
			I know my woman, she's bound to love me some
			She's gonna throw her arms around me
			like a circle around the sun

			I'd rather drink muddy water and sleep in a hollow log
			I'd rather drink muddy water and sleep in a hollow log
			Than be stuck down in Texas and be treated like a dog

			I know you rider gonna miss me when I'm gone
			I know you rider gonna miss me when I'm gone
			You're gonna miss your baby come rolling in your arms
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			No Brainer
			(D.E. Haynes ©)

			I ain't got no brain since I was in Spain.
			Went to a party with Laurel & Hardy in the pouring rain.
			Big hacienda for a week-end bash.
			No invitation so we had to crash.
			The high and mighty and the low white trash,
			strolling lover's lane.
			The dancing's over at 4 AM.
			The sun was rising and the lights got dim.
			And I ain't got no brain since I was in Spain.

			And Hollywood's to blame
			for my latest flame.
			My heart was beatin' like old Buster Keaton,
			when I saw her frame.
			Our faces covered with custard pie.
			The camera's rollin' and the film was flyin'
			straight out the window to the by and by,
			and this old refrain:
			I don't know but I been told
			Rodeo Drive is paved with blood and bones.

			Please let me explain, how I crashed the plane.
			Why I been drinkin', cryin' and creakin'
			Walkin' with a cane.
			I put the gun right in her hand.
			It's locked and loaded (don't you understand)
			And here's the hole where there was a man,
			Flushed right down the drain.
			I don't know but I been told
			The party's over when you're feeling old
			And I ain't got no brain
			since I was in Spain
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			Devil's On My Trail
			(D.H. Johnson ©)

			I'm riding out on life's trail
			Up comes the wind, rain and the hail
			I feel like the devil is on my trail.

			Lightening and fire and that ain't all,
			He's just waiting for my ride to fall.
			I feel like the devil is on my trail.

			Chorus:
			God give my the soul the speed of light.
			So I can survive on the trail tonight.

			Oh my God! Here comes the twisters
			Try to warn your brothers and sisters
			The devil is on my trail.

			Some call me the long lost wonder
			I'm just living in the days of thunder.
			I feel like the devil is on my trail.

			Chorus

			Wild cowboys, hookers and hustlers
			Yeah, I'm talking to all you rustlers.
			I feel like the devil is on my trail.

			Chorus
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