Best Of-hell & High Water-ari

By dickey betts, mike lawler and johnny cobb
(c) 1980 emi blackwood music inc., pangola publishing company and
Milene music, inc.

Ridin' in a long gray limousine.
Sittin' in a pair of hundred dollar jeans.
Tryin' to talk sense to a rock'n'roll queen.
Damn, best kinda livin' anybody ever seen.
Oh, angeline.
Chorus:
Lookin' at the bright lights, searchin' for the sliver screen.
I never seen a woman who could look so good,
And be so doggone mean. yeah.
Oh, midnight struttin' in new york city.
Midnight woman, she is lookin' so pretty.
Her little heart beat in rhythm with the world.
She used to be her mama's little girl.
Hey, hey angeline.
Chorus
Whoa, just a game that she loves to play,
Leavin' broken hearts all along the way.
She's got friends that she ain't never used.
She's winnin' now but she's bound to lose.
Oh, angeline.
Chorus

By dickey betts
(c) 1980 emi blackwood music inc. and pangola publishing company

We've been through hell and high water,
Ready to go through it all again.
As long as we've got a quarter between us all,
We're gonna have money to spend, oh.
Kicked down the doors in new orleans,
We got busted at grove hill where nobody goes,
And long bob drove us to the badlands,
You can bet your ass we're gonna make it down to tomorrow night's show.
Chorus:
We took time by the horns,
Cryin' out loud,
Stood there naked up there in front of the crowd,
Been a million miles,
On a lost highway,
They might name a street after us one of these days.

Oh, we've seen the good times, we've seen the bad.
Worse time we ever seen, is the best some folks ever had,
And the stone mowed us down, with a cold-hearted quill,
But we ain't changed our ways, and i guess we never will.
Chorus

By gregg allman
(c) 1980, 1981, 1994 arista records, inc.

Transcribed by sam carle

Time and time again i've felt these wall's of plaster,
Closing in,
And more than once i've felt that lonely lonely feeling,
Wondering why and where i've been,
Just about the time, i think i can't hold on,
You're always there to keep me hanging on and i say,

I never knew how much a man needed a woman
(no i never)
I never knew how much a boy needed a girl
(needed a girl)
I never knew how much i needed you

Day after day i join the rat race,
Tryin' to make the most of it,
I keep on falling down down the ladder,
Still trying to stay on top of it,
Just when i was sure,
Nothing could get no better,
Oh i realize,
I still love you more than ever,

(chorus)

Today i watch the sun set on the freeway,
Strangled on the poison air,
But miles beyond, on the other end,
I know, you'll always be waiting there,
Girl you treat me,
With your kindest hand,
And in my heart, in my mind,
And i'm so glad

(chorus)

By dickey betts
(c) 1980 emi blackwood music inc. and pangola publishing company

Oh-uh-oh, oooh.
I got a right to be wrong.
I got a right to be lonely when you're gone.
Whoa, i'll get out around, tear up my own home town.
Get mocked up, locked up, wind up in the lost and found,
Oh, i got a right to be wrong.
Well it's so easy to give advice,
When you ain't the one who got to pay the price.
Sit up there on your hill telling me i got to sink or swim.
Well it might thrill you, to make me want to kill ya,
I can't believe you're leavin' me for him,
I got a right to be wrong.
Chorus:
Oh, loan me a dollar and watch me follow you around,
You got all the moves, you're puttin' me through school.
Oh, i give you my best, but i guess i'm still your fool,
Babe, i got you down in my song.
I got a right to be wrong.
I've been con-flicted, e-victed, re-stricted,
Served with a letter sent to whom it may concern,
Still around lord, i'm still in town,
A lesson hard learned nearly got me down,
It's a cryin' shame, you don't even know my name,
A low down lonesome song,
I got a right to be wrong.
Chorus
I got a right to be wrong.

Transcribed by paul gongola.

The words are the thunder
The thought is the lightning
The telling of the tale is the storm
The defendant must be guilty
As he waits impatiently
As the wooden stake is driven
And the angel sounds the horn

The cornered lion is not within the realm of reason
Fear is like the cracking of the lash
You want to run, you want to fight
Lightning flashes in the night
You finally turn away to hide your face
As the judges file in to take their places

You got to hold your ground
Hold your ground like a man
Sometimes you've just got to hold your ground
When the truth has finally been tasted
You can tell them all their time has not been wasted

You got to hold your ground
Hold your ground like a man
Sometimes you've just got to hold your ground
When the truth has finally been tasted
You can tell them all their time has not been wasted