A MILLION MILES FROM NASHVILLE
Wade Hatton

Playin' for tips and whiskey,
It don't pay the bills
A little gas money,
A few dollars for a meal
Head on down the highway,
Another bar and grill
Playin' for tips and whiskey
A million miles from Nashville

(Refrain 1)
He's playin' for tips and whiskey
A million miles from Nashville

Hit the Austin city limits,
unclear about where I was
It's the nature of the business,
the man said it's because
There's a million country singers,
you can't get no deal
Playin' for tips and whiskey
a million miles from Nashville

(refrain 1)

(chorus)
I'm a million miles from Nashville
A thousand miles from home
Lost the band down in Brownsville
Now I'm out here on my on
Oh lord, I'm glad you're with me
Or I'd be all alone
Playin' for tips and whiskey
Just to sing my songs

(refrain 2)
He's playin' for tips and whiskey
just to sing his songs

( break)

It's hard to make a come back
When you ain't been nowhere
Name a place, they'll tell ya'
They ain't seen me there
Ain't been to New York City
L.A. or Bakersfield
Playin' for tips and whiskey
A million miles from Nashville

(refrain 1)
(chorus)
(refrain 2)


I'm payin' for tips and whiskey
Makin' my way home!

WAYLON AT THE MOON
Wade Hatton

He led a life of crime,
one honky tonk at a time
Neon lights and bar room fights
His sweet Jessie by his side

Wasn't long enough leavin'
Hard to believe that he's gone
His fans, we're still grievin'
The radio don't play his songs

So y'all, help this cowboy sing the blues
Like that outlaw use to do
I'm out of touch with my country tune
Out here Waylon at the moon

(chorus)
Out here Waylon at the moon
Tryin' to cry a country tune
Ol' hoss, he left us way to soon
Out here Waylon at the moon

(break)

Honky tonk heroes like him
The man in black and their outlaw friends
Soon they won't pass this way again
We can't let that music end

So let the world call me a fool
Folks think country it ain't cool
I'm out of touch with my country tune
Out here Waylon at the moon

(chorus)
Out here wailin', Waylon at the moon

BATTERED BY THE BOTTLE
Wade Hatton

(Chorus)
Battered by the bottle
Tattered at the seams
Lost along the highway
Of broken hearts and shattered dreams
Whiskey is the reason
But the devil's to blame
Battered by the bottle
Heartache and pain

(verse 1)
They fired him from the Opry
Hurt his drunken pride
Losin' Miss Audrey
Tore him up inside
The cost was much too high
The price for worldwide fame
Battered by the bottle
Heartache and pain

(verse 2)
He's buried in Montgomery
Comin' from Knoxville
Lost along that dark highway
To the whiskey and the pills
Though we never met him
I know we won't forget his name
Battered by the bottled
Heartache and pain

(chorus)
(lead break)
(chorus ii)

Battered by the bottle
Tattered at the seams
Lost along the highway
Of broken hearts and shattered dreams
Though we never met him
I know we won't forget his name
Battered by the bottled
Heartache and pain

A CASE FOR THE BROKEN HEARTED
Wade Hatton

I ain't doing much of nothin'.
I ain't got time for much else.
If I was doing somethin'
I wouldn't have time to feel sorry for myself.
I'm stuck here, down to my last beer,
Unclear just why she left.
Do you think it's the brand of beer I drink,
Or just my drunken breath?

She's left me here before
she does that now and then.
All dolled up, walkin' out that door.
She'll be back but I can't say when.
She took my keys so I can't leave.
That gal, she's pretty smart.
She left me 24 beers ago.
It's the case of a broken heart.

(chorus)
It' a case for the broken hearted.
I'm down to my last beer.
If she'd come back I'd get another six pack
Man I'm wishing she was here.
We had a fight but I don't know
how the whole thing got started.
She left me 24 beers ago.
It's a case for the broken hearted.

(lead break)
I gotta find the spare key to my truck.
It's somewhere in one of these drawers.
'cause its been decided I ain't drunk.
I'm headed to the store for more.
I've been searching high and low,
I tore this place apart.
She left me 24 beers ago.
It's a case of a broken heart.

(chorus)

DIAMONDS AND TEARS
Wade Hatton

She's got a big rock on her finger, she's got big tears in her eyes
Her husband's worth millions, he's told her millions of lies
Now he can't bring her, the things money can't buy
Can't bring her love, not like ours was, oh she's payin' the price
(stop)

She married for money, she left me for him
What she doin' here, wantin' back in
Ain't answered my phone, thought my message was clear
Don't need to lovers, don't need to be friends
With no diamonds and tears

(chorus)
Big rock on her finger, big tears in her eyes
Oh, she married for money, now she payin' the price

(break)

Big rock on her finger, knockin' on my door
What's she doin' here, boy she's hurt you before
Wantin' back in, oh she sounds so sincere
Don't need to be lovers, don't need to be friends
with no diamonds and tears

(chorus) x2

She married for money (keep tellin' myself that) she's payin' the price

IF WHISKEY IS THE ANSWER
Wade Hatton

(Chorus)
If whiskey is the answer, I must know it all
I earned me a phd in 90 proof alcohol
I've got a double degree from heart-broke university
With a minor in bar room brawls
If whiskey is the answer, I must know it all

All the answers to my broken heart
are at the bottom of this glass
In this bar, with my guitar
I'm holdin heart-broke class
So sit right down, poor another round
I'll be here 'til last call

If whiskey is the answer,
I must know it all

(break)

I earned my phd in whiskey from Tennessee
With a course in tequila now and then
After she left me the second time
I studied those Candian blends
So sit right down, poor me a round
I'll be here 'til last call

If whiskey is the answer
I must know it all

(chorus)
Sit right down, buy me a round
You know, I know it all

I'M HERE FOR THE HURTIN'
Wade Hatton

It could be a bloody Mary mornin'
If the band or the bottle let me down
My baby left me without warnin'
Think I'll stay here and drink 'til I drown

Play some Merle and play some Willie
George Jones and Patsy Cline
Play some Hank and Conway Twitty
Stomp on this broken heart of mine

(chorus)
I'm here for the pain
I'm here for the hurtin'
Wanna hear that honky-tonkin' country sound
It could be a bloody Mary mornin'
If the band or the bottle let me down

(lead break)

I'm floatin' on that whiskey river
Went heart first over the falls
Play that hurtin' kinda country
Make me break right down and bawl

Throw in some sad slow Alan Jackson
Back him up with some Travis Tritt
So when ya here me cryin'
You can crank it up, just don't quit

(chorus) x2

I CAN DO BETTER
Wade Hatton

I can do better
But not better than you
I could be a better man
Cause you want me to
When we're together
All my skies are blue
I can do better, babe
But not better than you

Maybe I'm lucky
I know I'm blessed
The way you love me
I must confess
Your warm soft kisses
And all the rest
Oh darlin…
Your love's the best

(chorus)
(lead break)

You could do better
Than a man like me
A honky tonkin' fool
Who likes to play and sing
Oh but darlin'
You know my love is true
And I'm a better man
Cause you love me too

(chorus)
Yeah, I'm a better man
Cause you love me too!

BARELY SURVIVE
Wade Hatton

It's a rough and rocky road to the river
The ruts are deep and all washed out
It's been a long time since it rained here
In this land of flood and drought
This land ain't for the faint of heart
This river ain't no river ride
Out where the Brazos takes its start
The things that live out here, barely survive

It's a rough and rocky trek down that river
The water's thin, the banks are steep
Cut your own pathway to make your portage
Through the briars and mesquite
Log jams that make the water spooky still
The river drops down, you're livin' off what you catch or kill
Through the years ain't no one tried
Cause the things that live out here, barely survive

(short turn around)
(bridge)


The banks are steep and the water's on the rise
Is this rain a blessing or a curse
No place to sleep but a solitary isle
Try to rest but stay alert
Cause if the river over take us we'll lose the gear
Better keep an open eye
Cause you know the things that live out here barely survive

Thirty days to make that river
Turned into thirty-two
What makes a man want to be here?
Somethin' most wouldn't do!
Cause this land ain't a land for the faint of heart
This river ain't no river ride
Out where the Brazos takes its start
History said goodbye
Cause the things that live out here barely survive
Yeah, the things that live out here, barely survive

BROKEN SOLITUDE
Wade Hatton

We fish the Mountain Fork River
On the Oklahoma side
In the Kiamichi Mountains
where the great eagle flies

Far north of the reservor
And the town of Broken Bow
An hour off the black top
among the old loggin' roads

The river in her splendor
Her water clear and clean
The mountain tops that form her banks
Burst in yellow, reds and greens

I never knew ol' Charlie
But I knew his grandson well
He taught me of a history
With the stories he would tell

Before this river ran so wide
Before it ran so deep
Long before they built the dam
Down below Beaver Creek

Comanches ruled the Brazos
over cattle-minded men
Ionies fought to live in peace
Down on Village Bend

The other tribes could not survive
Driven north across "the Red"
He drank the last of my whiskey
His cry echos in my head

We were driven through here in a drivin' rain
From the trail of tears to a life of pain
Year after year more white men came
Broke our solitude

Kentuckys are good eatin'
There're plenty that'll bite
Broiled over a small campfire
Beneath the pale moonlight

Some say Charlie never lived
His grandson's just a myth
But he finds the light of my campfire
In the winters I come to fish

We'll share a meal or two
Until my whiskey's gone
He'll tell his stories
I'll sing my song

We were driven through here in a drivin' rain
From the trail of tears to a life of pain
Year after year more white men came
Broke our solitude

We fish the Mountain Fork River
On the Oklahoma side
In the Kiamichi Mountains
where the great eagle flies

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