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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