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Chris Wall - An Outlaws Blues lyrics

Artist: Chris Wall

album: Just Another Place


It was November the 1st back in 1989
I opened a show for a bona fide hero of mine
Ever since I was a kid I bought everything he did
I learned every lick and every line
And that honky tonk hero became a friend of mine
He said you can't sing the blues if you never seen a cloudy day
If you ain't made the trip, then you sure can't show the way
You pay your fines and your dues and learn you learn a thing or two
You get bruised along the way
And life's too short to hang with cats that just can't play
Old Hoss, the night I heard you were gone
I stayed up and drank
I played your records all night long
He said you can't write a song or love in a committee of three
And great tunes ain't made by the guys in the t-i-e
Oh man he threw away control when he sang down in his soul
His words and his music set me free
Great tunes ain't made by the guys in the t-i-e
Old Hoss...
There's precious few left singing those outlaw blues
And we never had a choice, if we did well, we mighta refused
Ah for better or for worse it's a blessing or a curse
You pick up that old guitar
The music ain't what ya do son
It becomes what you are
Old Hoss...

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