Red" Every night, "Oh Red" Sad old Red, that's what I am All the time, every night Sad old Red, sad old Red Sad old Red, sad old Red Sad old Red, sad old Red
old folks have tried But now it's time for us in the new world Pray that it will be right That the earth don't turn out the lights Wave the old world
middle but we over looked We stood of emotion of sitting a hook and I can fight this change I can fight this change I stood inside the circle of the old
Old red eyes is back, red from the night before the night before Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door Old red's in town and sitting late at night
When the old seems almost new That?s when my heart burns cherry red for you That?s when my heart burns cherry red My heart burns cherry red That?s when
of night, Then nail everything in sight. (Chorus) We will attack in red and black, Cover the buildings, the walls and the street. We will attack in red
fell and under old Red Billy died Old Red lay still no more would he move The cowboys that seen it could tell In tryin' to throw Billy off of his back Old Red
from fear When the Southland is free I go to fight for these old hills behind me These Old Red Hills of Home I go to fight, for these old hills remind
the rocks and among the rills I can see my dear old mommy as around the place she goes To my home in Louisiana where the old Red River flows Hi-lee-
he fell And under Old Red, Billy died Old Red lay still, no more did he move The cowboys that seen it could tell In trying to throw Billy off his back Old Red
Laughing, singing, whiskey drinking, drifting troubadours Living like it's always Friday night, behind that old red door Singing come on, singing come, come on through that old red
CHORUS One more time You could walk back in One more time It's the same south highway again One less chance and then one less mistake Some old habits
Old red wine, well past its prime May have to finish it after crossing the line Dusty old wine, two thousand a time An inch of black mud always left behind
home, I'm sad old Red, I don't wanna be alone. Chorus: Sad old Red, sat at home. Sad old Red, living on his own. Sad old Red, sat at home. Sad old Red
old folks have tried but now it's time for us in the new world pray that it will be right that the earth don't turn out the lights wave the old world
here before Laughin', singin', whiskey drinkin', driftin' troubadors Livin' like its always friday night Behind that old red door Singing c'mon, singing c'mon though that old red
Old red wine Well past its prime May have to finish it After crossing the line Dusty old wine Two thousand a time An inch of black mud Always left behind
Translation: The Beautiful South. Old Red Eyes Is Back.
