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It's Never too Late to Get Lucky
By Nancy McCallion

I have memories of you for as long as I knew
You were here, you were gone, I was crying
Now there's nothing in my hand but the picture of a man
And the best odds I have are for dying

But it's never too late to get lucky
And it's never too early to cry
You will break my heart if you want to
By and by

When I was a girl all the things of this world
Kept me struggling and filled me with longing
Now I sit by myself and my cluttered old shelves
In a dusty house full of my belongings

Now there's nothing in my hand but the picture of a man
And the best odds I have are for crying
In my dreams he is mine cause I win him this time
Well you can't keep an old fool from trying


Do Right Woman
By Moman/Penn

Take me to heart and I’ll always love you
And nobody can make me do wrong
Take me for granted, leaving love unshown
Makes willpower weak and temptation strong
A woman’s only human and you should understand
She’s not just a play thing
She’s flesh and blood just like her man

And if you want a do right all day woman
You gotta be a do right all night man

They say that it’s a man’s world
You don’t know that by me
As long as we’re together
Show some respect for me


Don’t Want to Outlive that Man Too Long
By Nancy McCallion

I must admit to you that for a woman of my age
It can’t be said that I’m without my charms
I must admit I tried them on a man or two
I don’t believe I done them any harm
But nowadays it seems that I’m content
With a man who loves me like I done no wrong
But I’m afraid there’ll soon be payment due on good times that we spent
And I don’t want to outlive that man too long

See him light one cigarette from the other one just done
I don’t believe he’s used a match of late
And water is what goes ‘round in the washing machine
He only drinks scotch whisky straight
But he has never been unkind and he would never be untrue
Or if he is he sure ain’t letting on
So I believe I’ll just be overlooking crazy things he do
And I don’t want to outlive that man too long

Don’t want to see him lying there on a table
Somebody asking me his name
I’d rather be the one who is lying there so still
Like I never done in life and like I never will
If you wonder don’t you wonder why that whiskey bottle’s gone
Well I don’t want to outlive that man too long

Well I peddled this old circus from the north, south, east and west
And I have to say it starts to seem the same
Same old roast beef sandwich same old chicken stand
Same old hustler hustling without shame
And there will always be somebody who is out to beat your best
There will always be someone to do you wrong
But when you find someone who understands you when you make no sense
Well you won’t want to outlive that man too long


You’re No Good for Me
By Nancy McCallion

You wake up, drink your coffee, read your paper and you start your day
I’m like a fly buzzing all around, getting in the way
I try too hard, my joke’s ain’t funny, but they used to be
You give your best to everybody else
but you’re no good for me

I kept on, now I wish that I had only let you be
I guess I thought that if I played it right you’d fall in love with me
You never fell, and I could tell, but I refused to see
You give your best to everybody else
but you’re no good for me

You’re no good
The way you talk, the way you look
The way I want you so
You’re no good
And by now you’d think that I would know
I fool myself just because I so want to believe
You give your best to everybody else
But you’re no good for me

Evening comes and I’m staring out the window
I’m a lovesick fool
I’ve done nothing with my day at all but worry over you
Ain’t got no hope, ain’t got no spine
Ain’t got no call to me
You give your best to everybody else
But you’re no good for me


Time to Burn
By Nancy McCallion and Kevin Schramm

The “for sale” sign is in the yard, the babies all are grown
I been working way too hard and now I’m all alone
I bought this mortgage long ago, I never took my turn
But that car is warming up outside
And now would be the time to burn

When I was just eighteen years old I thought I met my man
I did the way my mama did and never took a stand
But now my mama’s in her grave never to return
My man has found a sweet young thing
And now would be the time to burn

There’s dirty dishes in the sink and clothes across my bed
I’ll write my name in all this dust and leave this life for dead
Tonight I’ll make some memories to feed this ache and yearn
So step right up and break my heart
‘Cause now would be the time to burn


You’re a Stranger Now
By Nancy McCallion

My belongings are scattered all over the room
It’s check in at midnight and check out at noon
I’ve had all the luck that my luck would allow
And you’re a stranger now

I see from my window the big super store
I’m wanting for nothing and looking for more
Ain’t nothing on sale there could have your know how
And you’re a stranger now

You’re a stranger in a strange town
You’re feet don’t fall on the streets that I walk down
You’ve left no trace on the bed where I’m lying
No warmth, no weight, no sound, no sign

The scent on the sheets and the soap in the drain’s
Been wiped up and washed out and wrung clean again
And it’s all spanking new like a white dress and vow
And you’re a stranger now


It Ain’t the First Time
By Neil McCallion

It ain’t the first time I raised my voice at you
It ain’t the first time we tore this house in two
It ain’t the first time nervous neighbors watched
In horror huddled breathless on their lawn
But it’s the first time the smoke cleared, babe
And you were gone

It ain’t the first time I shook your family tree
I mixed your mother and your brother
With a bottle of Jackie D
It ain’t the first time I was loud and proud
And everything I said came out all wrong
But it’s the first time the smoke cleared, babe
And you were gone

It ain’t the first time I spit into the wind
It ain’t the first time I made the mess I’m in
It ain’t the first time that I cried and
Tried to say I never meant to do you wrong
But it’s the first time the smoke cleared, babe
And you were gone


Shady Grove
Traditional

I wish I had a banjo string made of golden twine
The only song that I would sing
Is I pray that girl was mine
Peaches in the summertime, apples in the fall
If I can’t have the one I love
Don’t want none at all

Shady Grove my true love
Shady Grove my darling
Shady Grove my true love
I’m going back to Harlan

Some come here to fiddle and dance
Some come here to tarry
Some come here to fiddle and dance
I come here to marry
Wish I had a jug of wine, bread and meat for two
I’d lay them out on a blanket there
And give ‘em all to you


Give Me My Own True Love
By Nancy McCallion

Give me, give me, give me, give me
Give me my own true love
Give me, give me, give me, give me
Give me my own true love

Give me a sad man who shows up on Sunday
Give me my own true love
Give me a mad man who comes home on Monday
Give me my own true love.

Give me a shy, dry, make me say “oh my” man
Give me my own true love
A not on the fence and not on the sly man
Give me my own true love


Little Maggie
Traditional/new lyrics by Nancy McCallion

Over yonder stands little Maggie
With a dram glass in her hand
She’s drinking away her sorrow
She’s courting another man

Sometime he has a nickel
Sometimes he has a dime
Sometimes he has ten dollars
He’s gonna pay little Maggie’s fine

Pretty flowers are made for blooming
Pretty stars are made to shine
Pretty women are made for loving
Little Maggie’s made for crime

Lay down your last gold dollar
Lay down your watch and chain
Little Maggie’s gonna dance for daddy
Listen to that wild fiddle ring

Go on go on little Maggie
Go on and do the best you can
You can take my reckless lover
I’m gonna find another man


Elvis Again
By McCallion

When I was a little girl
about the age of ten
I thought I found myself a one true love
And I swore it then
To always be true
Til’ the day I die
Now I have other plans
But he won’t say goodbye

It’s Elvis again, knocking at my door
Won’t leave me alone
Elvis go home
It ’s Elvis again, calling out to me
Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you break my heart
Don’t set me free

Then I came of age
And I met me a man
And together in the cool moonlight
We walked hand in hand
But when I raised my lips
On the front porch stair
I got this funny feeling
There was somebody there

Now I’m walking down the isle
And I feel alight
You can bet I’m looking mighty fine
In my virgin white
Do you take this man
‘til the day you die
But I can’t say I do
‘Cause it would be a lie


I’ll Be True to My Love
By Nancy McCallion (traditional refrain)

I have spent some time alone and I’ve had company
Let somebody pay my way and paid enough for three
If something good should come my way
Then good I too shall be
And I’ll be true to my love if my love is true to me

You should not thwart affection although motives are unclear
What better reason have you
than you’re breathing and you’re here
If something warm should come my way
Then warm I too shall be
And I’ll be true to my love if my love is true to me

You spend too much time alone and memories grow taunt
Me I ain’t no living doll, I sweat, I scheme, I want
But if something kind should come my way
Then kind I too shall be
And I’ll be true to my love if my love is true to me


Lonesome Is
By Nancy McCallion

Lonesome is as lonesome does
I fell for you just because
You looked my way, you smiled so kind
You tried so hard, you loved so blind

Tell me one time and I come back around
Tell me two times and you start to slow me down
Tell me three times and I’m walking away
Tell me four times and what else can you say

Well lonesome ain’t just a state of mind
It’s as real as sin and it ain’t half as kind
It’ll eat you up like I know you been
It has done’ it before, it will do it again


On the Mountain High
Traditional/New lyrics by Nancy McCallion

One evening as I rambled not far from Delbarton
I met a handsome young man all on the mountain high
He said my pretty maiden your beauty shines most clear
And on this lonely mountain I’m glad that you are here

I said young man be civil my company forsake
For to my great opinion I feel you are a rake
And if my parents knew of it my life they would destroy
For keeping of your company all on the mountain high

But your parents need not know of it as I’ll not know of them
It is your deed not theirs all on the mountain high
You need not make my collar stiff nor hang my clothes to dry
But we might share a bitter joy all on the mountain high

I had myself a look at him and he was a pleasing sight
I did not look too long all on the mountain high
I pulled off my gray stockings and I lay beneath the pine
And I had myself a jolly night all on the mountain high

Come all you pretty fair maidens leave the praying to the saints
There’s wisdom to be heard here in these words of mine
My bones may someday hurt me and bad drink might make me blind
But I won’t regret the deed I done all on the mountain high


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