Loneliest Rider - We're An American Band

A long, long time ago there lived an indian boy, When he came upon this earth he brought his family joy. A paranoid young brave was he, inside his frame was some misery, He heard the other warriors talking angrily ’bout the white man taking over his country. Chorus What he didn’t know, is that […]

Walk Like A Man - We're An American Band

Chorus Walk like a man, and talk like a man. Walk like a man, hey baby, you can call me your man. A little girl asked me what am i gonna’ do, When i get old and blue and worn clear through? And i say by that time i ought to be in my prime, […]

Ain’t Got Nobody - We're An American Band

I ain’t got nobody since she left me. And i don’t know why, but i’m startin’ to cry. I ain’t got nobody since she left me. And i can’t figure out how i’m gonna’ get by. I ain’t got nobody since she left me. I don’t know why, i been down all season, I ain’t […]

The Railroad - We're An American Band

Up each morning at five o’clock, Seem like the noon-day sun ain’t never gonna’ stop. The work is hard in a railroad yard, Hey, hey, gotta’ make it today to punch a time card. Workin’ on the railroad. Chorus Oh, you know, the railroad is a mighty good line, Come on and ride the railroad, […]

Black Licorice - We're An American Band

Whooo … wheee! You there, comin’ up the stair, the feelin’ is ice-blue cold. Shake, it’s more than i can take, i’m startin’ to lose control. Watch out, what’s that noise, there’s somebody at the door. It must be black licorice, she come back to make me cry some more. Time, ain’t on my side, […]

Creepin’ - We're An American Band

Hey, everybody won’t you lend me your ear, There’s something to fear, it’s here, and that’s clear. Men gettin’ rich off rapin’ the land, I can’t understand, why we don’t take them in hand. Woah, oh … lord, i don’t want to be their fool no more. I don’t want to be their fool no […]

Stop Lookin’ Back - We're An American Band

Stuck in the county jail, Nobody here gonna’ pay my bail. Thirty days with a smelly drunk, A turn-key callin’ me a dirty punk. I got to pick myself up, and stop lookin’ back. And i’ve got to move straight ahead, stop lookin’ back. Chorus Shoot for the stars when my eyes can’t see the […]

We’re An American Band - We're An American Band

On the road for forty days, Last night in little rock put me in a haze. Sweet, sweet connie — doin’ her act, She had the whole show and that’s a natural fact. Up all night with freddy king, I got to tell you poker’s his thing. A-booze ‘n ladies keep me right, As long […]