Misery and Gin - Merle Haggard

Blues in the mornin' Mis'ry in the evenin' I'm the saddest man you ever knew. Got my share of sorrow Same ol' thing tomorrow Since you're gone the dawn is always overdue. Blues in the mornin' Mis'ry in the evenin' Keep me wonderin' what I oughta do. Almost out of money Yes, you think that's funny Even when you know that I'm still in love with you. Ba-by, when you told me goodbye, With a smile in your eye. Oh ba-by I had to laugh So that I wouldn't cry. Now there's nothin' but blues in the mornin' Misr'y in the evenin' Wake up sobbin' like a child of doom. Wish I'd never met you, let the devil get you Then you'll know the heartache of a fool - Full of mis'ry and the blues.

Well she's the match that I hold in my fingers And I'm lettin' it burn to the nail And I know it's a pain that'll linger It's a woman like that sends a good man to jail And now the cocaine and gin's got me spinnin' Left in the old lost n found If sorrow's a game then I'm winnin' Won't you please, set my feet on the ground So I sat and I thought for a long time Prayin' on what I might do God you never did give me the answer And I can't stand the thought of another with you And now the cocaine and gin's got me spinnin' Left in the old lost n found If sorrow's a game then I'm winnin' Won't you please, set my feet on the ground Thank you for everything momma For tryin' to raise me up well And I'm sorry I did what I had to do It's a woman like that sends a good man to hell And now the cocaine and gin's got me spinnin' Left in the old lost n found If sorrow's a game then I'm winnin' Won't you please, set my feet on the ground

Stay away from me 'cause I'm in my sin Stay away from me 'cause I'm in my sin If this place gets raided, it's me and my gin Don't try me nobody, oh, you will never win Don't try me nobody 'cause you will never win I'll fight the army, navy, just me and my gin Any bootlegger sure is a pal of mine Any bootlegger sure is a pal of mine 'Cause a good ol' bottle o' gin will get it all the time When I'm feeling high, ain't nothing I won't do When I'm feeling high, ain't nothing I won't do Get me full of liquor, and I'll sure be nice to you I don't want no pork, and I don't need no beer I don't want no pork, and I don't need no beer I don't want no porkchop, just give me gin instead

We got married in a fever Hotter than a pepper sprout We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson Ever since the fire went out I'm goin' to Jackson I'm gonna mess around Yeah, I'm goin' down to Jackson Look out Jackson town Well, go on down to Jackson Go ahead and wreck your health Go play your hand, you big-talkin' man Make a big fool of yourself Go on to Jackson Go comb your hair Honey, I'm gonna snowball Jackson See if I care When I breeze into that city People gonna stoop and bow, hah And all them women gonna make me Teach 'em what they don't know how I'm goin' to Jackson You turn a-loose a-my coat 'Cause I'm goin' down to Jackson Goodbye, that's all she wrote They'll laugh at you in Jackson Well, I'ma dancin' on a Pony Keg They'll lead you 'round town like the scalded hound With your tail tucked between your legs Come on to Jackson You big-talkin' man I'll be waitin' in Jackson Behind my Jaypan Fan Well, we got married in a fever Hotter than a pepper sprout We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson Ever since the fire went out I'm goin' to Jackson And that's a fact Yeah, we're goin' down to Jackson Ain't never comin' back Well, we got married in a fever Hotter than a pepper sprout We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson Ever since the fire went I'm goin' to Jackson You have to loosen my coat I'm goin' down on to Jackson Goodbye, that's all she wrote Now we're goin' home

When LEONARD finally came to California He was twenty-one years old as I recall He loved to write a song and pick the guitar And he came to hang a Gold one on the wall. The town in which he lived is not important But you'll know which town I mean by the time I'm thru He soon became a famous entertainer But LEONARD was a name he never used He was on his way to having what he wanted Just about as close as one could be Hey! once he even followed Elvis Presley And he wrote a lot of country songs for me. But he laid it all aside to follow Jesus For years he chose to let his music go But preaching wasn't really meant for LEONARD But how in the hell was LEONARD s'posed to know. Well, life began to twist its way around him And I wondered how he carried such a load He came back again to try his luck in music And lost his wife and family on the road. SPOKEN: (After that he seemed to bog down even deeper And I saw what booze and pills could really do And I wondered if I'd ever see him sober But I forgot about a Friend that LEONARD knew.) Well, LEONARD gave me lots of inspiration He helped teach me how to write a country song And he even brought around a bag of groceries Hey! back before Muskogee came along. Really I'm not trying to hide his showname Or the town in which this episode began SPOKEN: (Somehow I had to write a song for old Tommy) If just to see the smilin' faces in the band. When LEONARD finally came to California He was twenty-one years old as I recall And he loved to write a song and pick the guitar And he came to hang a Gold one on the wall.

(James Pierpont) Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh. Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh. Dashing through the snow in a one horse open sleigh O'er the fields we go laughing all the way Bells on bobtail ring making spirits bright What fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight. Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh --- Instrumental --- Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh.

All'alba, prima che il sole sorgesse E gli uccelli cantassero la loro dolce canzone La donna del troll della montagna con lingua falsa Ed ingannevole propose al signore: Herr Mannelig, Herr Mannelig mi vorrai sposare Per tutto quello che io dolcemente ti darò? Se vorrai, rispondi solo si o no Farai così o no? Ti darò i dodici mulini Che stanno tra Tillo e Terno Le macine sono fatte del più rosso rame E le ruote sono cariche d'argento Herr Mannelig, Herr Mannelig mi vorrai sposare Per tutto quello che io dolcemente ti darò? Se vorrai, rispondi solo si o no Farai così o no? Se tu fossi una donna cristiana Riceverei volentieri regali così, Ma io so che sei il peggiore troll della montagna Figlio degli spiriti maligni e del demonio. Herr Mannelig, Herr Mannelig mi vorrai sposare Per tutto quello che io dolcemente ti darà? Se vorrai, rispondi solo si o no Farai così o no? Ti darò i dodici mulini Che stanno tra Tillo e Terno Le macine sono fatte del più rosso rame E le ruote sono cariche d'argento Herr Mannelig, Herr Mannelig mi vorrai sposare Per tutto quello che io dolcemente ti darò? Se vorrai, rispondi solo si o no Farai così o no? Se tu fossi una donna cristiana Riceverei volentieri regali così, Ma io so che sei il peggiore troll della montagna Figlio degli spiriti maligni e del demonio. Herr Mannelig, Herr Mannelig mi vorrai sposare Per tutto quello che io dolcemente ti darò? Se vorrai, rispondi solo si o no Farai così o no?