That Seedy Table In The Dark Corner Where The Reprobates Gather
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Elias Graves
Common misfit
That's a big damn hammer.
EG
Elias Graves
Common misfit
Even awful bands come up with good stuff sometimes.
EG
EG
Guitar Heel
Demented Trick
big hammer is big.
jelloman
Couch'd Tater...
...in your dreams, maybe...
Elias Graves
Common misfit
peeker, I'd love to hear it. I'll send you some stuff laterwhen I get to a real computer.
Damn guys, I was all set to check out her rack, too.
EG
Damn guys, I was all set to check out her rack, too.
EG
Elias Graves
Common misfit
Oh. Nevermind.
EG
EG
Guitar Heel
Demented Trick
Snowing here. Unreal.
Was gonna post some boobs, but now my gubment computer is denying me access to imageshack.
Was gonna post some boobs, but now my gubment computer is denying me access to imageshack.
Guitar Heel
Demented Trick
I got a nice looking box waiting for me at home!!! 
Guitar Heel
Demented Trick
I was hoping for more. I really was. 
Elias Graves
Common misfit
I hope it's a nice clean, snug-fitting box.
Wouldn't want the tool inside to get damaged.
EG
Wouldn't want the tool inside to get damaged.
EG
Elias Graves
Common misfit
Here's your lyrics:
Well ya know Jerry Mac he was a railroadin son of a gun
He worked real hard but he knew how to have some fun
Long days rollin down that Frisco line
I tell ya he was running just about all the time
When the work day's done he would tune them shiny strings
Sweet talk that box like he's havin himself a fling
And he was Jerry Mac
Jerry Mac
It was miles and miles out on the tracks
Now he blow that whistle like a purdy song
Then he play that guitar al night long
All night long
I say he play that guitar all night long
Well ya know Jerry Mac he loved to hear that singin steel
Ain't nothin sound sweeter than a rail ringin on a wheel
Put the hammer down hard say "Come on, man, it's time to go
Cuz there no use a goin if you got to go there slow
He got the 10:15 to the station at a quarter to nine
Yeah he thought his locomotive was somethin quite divine
And he was Jerry Mac
Jerry Mac
He loved to roll them cars on down the track
Now he blow that whistle long and low
And the train always knew just where to go
Where to go
I say the train always knew just where to go
Well you know Jerry Mac he loved to play them country blues
Yeah he smoked them strings just like a burnin fuse
He was rockin out the dance hall a party every Saturday night
His fingers flyin damn near the spped of light
He say "Try to keep up boys, you know that I'm here to play"
Then he boogied all night and halfway into the day
And he was Jerry Mac
Jerry Mac
You know he played in the band with his brother Jack
Well he loved to hear that country sound
And he never laid that guitar down
Laid it down
I say he never laid that guitar down
Now, I have words for a bridge but haven't written it yet. Feel free.
Shifts to a nasty blooz thing....
The rails, the rails
The rails have got a rhythm all their own
The rails, the rails
The rails they got a rhythm all their own
A sad song is callin out
Every time that trestle bridge moans
I said the rails, the rails
The rails they got a rhythm all their own
And it aint no thing to understand
The call of the track for the guitar man
The rails, the rails
The rails they got a rhythm all their own
Etc
EG
Well ya know Jerry Mac he was a railroadin son of a gun
He worked real hard but he knew how to have some fun
Long days rollin down that Frisco line
I tell ya he was running just about all the time
When the work day's done he would tune them shiny strings
Sweet talk that box like he's havin himself a fling
And he was Jerry Mac
Jerry Mac
It was miles and miles out on the tracks
Now he blow that whistle like a purdy song
Then he play that guitar al night long
All night long
I say he play that guitar all night long
Well ya know Jerry Mac he loved to hear that singin steel
Ain't nothin sound sweeter than a rail ringin on a wheel
Put the hammer down hard say "Come on, man, it's time to go
Cuz there no use a goin if you got to go there slow
He got the 10:15 to the station at a quarter to nine
Yeah he thought his locomotive was somethin quite divine
And he was Jerry Mac
Jerry Mac
He loved to roll them cars on down the track
Now he blow that whistle long and low
And the train always knew just where to go
Where to go
I say the train always knew just where to go
Well you know Jerry Mac he loved to play them country blues
Yeah he smoked them strings just like a burnin fuse
He was rockin out the dance hall a party every Saturday night
His fingers flyin damn near the spped of light
He say "Try to keep up boys, you know that I'm here to play"
Then he boogied all night and halfway into the day
And he was Jerry Mac
Jerry Mac
You know he played in the band with his brother Jack
Well he loved to hear that country sound
And he never laid that guitar down
Laid it down
I say he never laid that guitar down
Now, I have words for a bridge but haven't written it yet. Feel free.
Shifts to a nasty blooz thing....
The rails, the rails
The rails have got a rhythm all their own
The rails, the rails
The rails they got a rhythm all their own
A sad song is callin out
Every time that trestle bridge moans
I said the rails, the rails
The rails they got a rhythm all their own
And it aint no thing to understand
The call of the track for the guitar man
The rails, the rails
The rails they got a rhythm all their own
Etc
EG
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