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There's a Road Outside My Door
T R Munday
Copyright 2018
There's a road outside my door
Take you places you've never been before
There's a road outside my door
Take you anywhere you want
There's a road outside my house
It goes north and it goes south
There's a road outside my house
Take you anywhere you want
It connects on up with other roads
And they all go somewhere I suppose
There's a road outside my door
Take you anywhere you want
Take you down to New Orleans
With Creole cookin' and Cajun queens
There's a road outside my door
Take you anywhere you want
Down to Memphis, listen to some Blues
Down to Memphis, get some barbecues
There's a road outside my door
Take you anywhere you want
Take you down to Birmingham
Get breakfast grits and country ham
(Mmmmm-mmmm)
There's a road outside my door
Take you anywhere you want
Take you down to Mobile Bay
You can make it in just one day
There's a road outside my door
Take you anywhere you want
There's a road outside my door
Take you anywhere you want to go
There's a road outside my door
Take you anywhere you want
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One More Day
03:27
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One More Day
T R Munday
Copyright 2018
One more day in Jefferson County
One more day on Highway 9
One more day in Jefferson County
One more day, I've done my time
Cuttin' brush along the highway
Ain't no shade but lots of sun
Cuttin' brush along the highway
One more day, my time is done
Ninety days for being vagrant
And I'm done with eighty nine
Ninety days for being vagrant
Ninety days of county time
Lord I'd like a drink of water
But that fella don't come round
Lord I'd like a drink of water
Mouth is dry as dusty ground
Walkin' boss says break for dinner
When we hit the county line
Walkin' boss say break for dinner
Then we come back the other side
Raise this hook and swing it downward
Raise this hook another time
Raise this hook and swing it downward
One step closer, that county line
One more day in Jefferson County
One more day on Highway 9
One more day in Jefferson County
One more day, I've done my time
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Corn Borer Blues
02:11
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Corn Borer Blues
T R Munday
Copyright 2018
Corn borer, corn borer, gettin' in my corn
Corn borer, corn borer, gettin' in my corn
Corn borer get in there, and all my corn be gone
Cutworm, cutworm, he be crawlin' round
Cutworm, cutworm, he be crawlin' round
Hidin' in the daytime, but when that sun goes down, nasty old cutworm be comin' out the ground
Corn plants, corn plants, aphids comin' 'round
Corn plants, corn plants, aphids comin' 'round
I don't kill the aphids, then the leaves be turnin' brown
Get your corn into the bin, that's where the old corn weevil comes in
Get your corn into the bin, that's where the old corn weevil comes in
Just when you're thinkin' everything's fine, old evil weevil comes to dine
I'm singin' the Blues without a doubt
Don't get me started on floods and drought
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You'll Be Gone
02:37
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You'll be Gone
T R Munday
Copyright 2018
You're rushing toward disaster like a fast freight train
You're rushing toward disaster like a fast freight train
I won't be standing in your way, pretty soon girl you'll be gone
You're riding high but you won't be for long
You're riding high but you won't be for long
If you don't stop your low down ways, pretty soon girl you'll be gone
You're stepping out most every night to party with your friends
You're stepping out most every night to party with your friends
If you don't stop that stepping out, this whole deal's gonna end
I don't know where you're going, I don't know who you're going with
I don't know where you're going, I don't know who you're going with
I ask you where you're going, you just give me a cheeky grin
You're rushing toward disaster like a fast freight train
You're rushing toward disaster like a fast freight train
I won't be standing in your way, pretty soon girl you'll be gone
Pretty soon girl, you'll be gone
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In My Time of Dyin'
04:30
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In My Time of Dyin'
Traditional
as sung by T R Munday
Now in my time of dying
Don't want no one to moan
All I want my friends to do
Is take my body home
Well well well, so I can die easy
Well well well, so I can die easy
Well well well, so I can die easy
Jesus gonna' make my dying bed
Meet me Jesus meet me
Won't you meet me in the middle of the air?
And if these wings should fail me Lord
Won't you meet me with another pair?
Well well well, won't you meet me Jesus?
Well well well, won't you meet me Jesus?
Well well well, won't you meet me Jesus?
Jesus gonna' make my dying bed
I'm going down to the river
Gonna' walk upon the sand
Gonna' shout my trouble's over Lord
I done made it to the Promised Land
Well well well, I done crossed over
Well well well, I done crossed over
Well well well, I done crossed over
Jesus gonna' make my dying bed
Long time I been walking
I ain't walking no more
Long time I been dying
Come upon that happy shore
Well well well, I can die easy
Well well well, I can die easy
Well well well, I can die easy
Jesus gonna' make my dying bed
I'm going down to the river
Gonna' walk upon the sand
Gonna' shout my trouble's over Lord
I made it to the Promised Land
Well well well, I've done crossed over
Well well well, I've done crossed over
Well well well, I've done crossed over
Jesus gonna' make my dying bed
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6. |
It Hurts Me Too
03:36
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It Hurts Me Too
Traditional
as sung by T R Munday
You said you was hurtin'
Almost lost your mind
Say the man you lovin'
Hurts you all the time
When things go wrong
Go wrong with you
It hurts me too
You love him more
When you should love him less
Why keep up behind him
And take his mess?
When things go wrong
Go wrong with you
It hurts me too
He loves another woman
I love you
But you love him
Stick to him like glue
When things go wrong
Go wrong with you
It hurts me too
Mmmmmm-mmmmm
Mmmmm-mmmmmm
Hmmmm-mmmmmm
Hmmm-mmmmmmm
He loves another woman
I love you
But you love him
Stick to him like glue
When things go wrong
Go wrong with you
It hurts me too
Mmmmmm-mmmmm
Mmmmm-mmmmmm
Hmmmm-mmmmmm
Hmmm-mmmmmmm
He better leave you
You better put him down
'Cause I won't stand
To see you pushed around
When things go wrong
Go wrong with you
It hurts me too
Mmmmmm-mmmmm
Mmmmm-mmmmmm
Hmmmm-mmmmmm
Hmmm-mmmmmmm
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7. |
John Henry's Grave
03:31
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John Henry's Grave
T R Munday
Copyright 2018
Oh John Henry swung that hammer
Oh John Henry swung it high
Oh John Henry swung that hammer
Swung that hammer 'till he died
Oh John Henry where's your grave at?
When they finally laid you down?
Oh John Henry where's your grave at?
All I know, it's hallowed ground
Oh John Henry do your bones lay
In some old unmarked grave?
Oh John Henry do your bones lay
'Long some railroad right of way?
Oh John Henry are you restin'
Where those locomotives go?
Oh John Henry are you restin'
Where those lonesome whistles blow?
Oh John Henry are you buried
In some old church ground?
Oh John Henry, granite headstone
And your family close around?
Oh John Henry swung that hammer
Oh John Henry swung it high
Oh John Henry swung that hammer
Swung that hammer 'till he died
Oh John Henry where's your grave at?
When they finally laid you down?
Oh John Henry where's your grave at?
All I know, it's hallowed ground
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1946 Naperville Train Wreck
T R Munday
Copyright 2017
I went down to the station, to meet that Chicago train
I went down to the station, to meet that Chicago train
I went down to the station but that train never came
I asked the station master
I asked the station master
I asked the station master, what might be to blame?
The station master shook his head
The station master shook his head
The station master shook his head and said they wrecked that train
It was up in Dupage County in the town of Naperville
It was up in Dupage County in the town of Naperville
It was up in Dupage County they say forty five were killed
The Advance Flyer stopped on the main track
The Advance Flyer stopped on the main track
The Advance Flyer stopped on the main track and they sent a flagman a-hurryin' back
Coming eighty miles an hour was engineer Blain
Coming eighty miles an hour was engineer Blain
Coming eighty miles an hour was engineer Blain, a high balling daddy in the Silver Speed train
Chicago Burlington & Quincy had a terrible wreck
Chicago Burlington & Quincy had a terrible wreck
Chicago Burlington & Quincy they ain't cleared that track yet
I went down to the station to meet that Chicago train
I went down to the station to meet that Chicago train
I went down to the station but that train never came
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Don't You Bury Me
03:47
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Don't You Bury Me
T R Munday
Copyright 2017
In my time of dying
Don't you bury me
Underneath that cold dark ground
And throw the dirt in over me
Lay me on the prairie
Underneath the sun
Where the wind blows through my hair
When my dying time has come
Put me down where the morning sun
That rises in the east
Can fall upon my body
Let the crows and vultures feast
In my time of dying
Let my soul roam free
Underneath a starry sky
That's the place for me
Put me where the tall grass grows
And the coyotes roam
Where the air is fresh and clean
That will be my final home
In my time of dying
Set my spirit free
Lay me in the open air
Don't you bury me
Lay me down where the west wind blows
And the rain can fall on me
Where the sun shines on my bones
And set my spirit free
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If You Mine That Old Black Coal
T R Munday
Copyright 2018
If you mine that old black coal
If you mine that old black coal
It gets in your body and soul
If you mine that old black coal
Safety first in an underground mine
Safety first in an underground mine
Think about that all the time
If you mine that old black coal
The creaks and groans deep underground
The creeks and groans deep underground
In your dreams you'll hear those sounds
If you mine that old black coal
By the foot or by the ton
By the foot or by the ton
What's that worth when your life is done
If you mine that old black coal
Rock drills ringing inside your ears
Rock drills ringing inside your ears
Hear that noise for the rest of your years
If you mine that old black coal
Blackened lungs and shortened breath
Blackened lungs and shortened breath
They'll be yours until your death
If you mine that old black coal
Twenty-five years in an underground mine
Twenty-five years in an underground mine
That's a long, long time without sunshine
If you mine that old black coal
If you mine that old black coal
If you mine that old black coal
It gets in your body and soul
If you mine that old black coal
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Knockin' Come Upon My Door
T R Munday
Copyright 2018
Knockin' come upon my door
I know someone's there
Knockin' come upon my door
Big dog goes woof woof woof
I know someone's there
Knockin' come upon my door
Little dog goes yap yap yap
I know someone's there
Knockin' come upon my door
Blue Tick Hound go arf arf arf
I know someone's there
Knockin' come upon my door
Kitty cat goes yow yow yow
I know someone's there
Knockin' come upon my door
Rooster goes doodle-doodle-do
I know someone's there
Knockin' come upon my door
Old black crow goes caw caw caw
I know someone's there
Knockin' come upon my door
Baby says "Who's that, Tee?"
I know someone's there
Knockin' come upon my door
Knockin' goes knock knock knock
I know someone's there
Knockin' come upon my door
Door goes knock knock knock
Big dog goes woof woof woof
Little dog goes yap yap yap
Blue Tick Hound goes arf arf arf
Kitty cat goes yow yow yow
Rooster goes doodle-doodle-do
Old black crow goes caw caw caw
Baby says "Who's that, Tee?"
And I know someone's there
Knockin' come upon my door
And I know someone's there
Knockin' come upon my door
And I know someone's there
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Plowin' Bottom Land
03:21
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Plowin' Bottom Land
T R Munday
Copyright 2018
Oil that harness, keep it clean and polish up your plow
Oil that harness, keep it clean and polish up your plow
Snap those lines and off you go, you're set for plowing now
There ain't nothing quite like a jarhead mule, he's a four legged long eared working fool
There ain't nothing quite like a jarhead mule, he's a four legged long eared working fool
One step two step three step four, that's the way the old mule goes
If you plow that bottom land
If you plow that bottom land
It will test your eye and hand if you plow that bottom land
Set your eye on a distant point and don't you turn aside
Set your eye on a distant point and don't you turn aside
Rocks and roots get in your way just take them in your stride
You want to keep those furrows straight and neat
You want to keep those furrows straight and neat
Bust those clods up with your feet you want to keep those furrows straight and neat
Let your mule take a little rest he's working hard as you
Let your mule take a little rest he's working hard as you
Won't hurt you to stop a spell and catch a breather too
Let your mule take a little rest he's working hard as you
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T. R. Munday Chicago, Illinois
If you enjoy the Blues, check out Anni Piper's vocals and her great bass guitar:
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T. R. Munday resides in Northern Illinois, by way of Texas and California.
Musically, he has been most influenced by Mississippi John Hurt, Johnny Cash, and a whole host of Mississippi Delta and Chicago Bluesmen.
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