Biography:
Joshua Hayes Carll, known as Hayes Carll, is a singer-songwriter from The Woodlands, Texas (a Houston suburb). He is currently signed to Lost Highway Records.
Carll has toured relentlessly in North America and abroad (performing over two hundred shows a year), founded a successful singer-songwriter music festival on the Gulf Coast of Texas, secured a record deal with Lost Highway Records, and has even seen his album Little Rock become the first self-released album to reach #1 on the Americana Music Chart.
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Other songs:
- A Bad Liver And A Broken Heart
- A Lover Like You
- Aint Enough Of Me To Go Around
- Another Like You
- Arkansas Blues
- Barroom Lament
- Be There
- Beaumont
- Beyond The Blues
- Bottle In My Hand
- Bye Bye Baby
- Chances Are
- Dont Let Me Fall
- Down The Road Tonight
- Drunken Poets Dream
- Easy Come Easy Go
- Faulkner Street
- Flowers And Liquor
- Girl Downtown
- Good While It Lasted
- Grand Parade
- Grateful For Christmas
- Hard Out Here
- Hide Me
- Highway 87
- I Dont Wanna Grow Up
- I Got A Gig
- If I May Be So Bold
- Its A Shame
- Kmag Yoyo
- Knockin Over Whiskeys
- Lets Get Drunk And Get It On
- Little Rock
- Live Free Or Die
- Long Way Home
- Naked Checkers
- Noneya
- Rivertown
- Sake Of The Song
- She Left Me For Jesus
- Sit In With The Band
- Stomp And Holler
- Take Me Away
- The Love That We Need
- The Lovin Cup
- Times Like These
- Wild As A Turkey
- Wish I Hadnt Stayed So Long
- You Leave Alone
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Eight line machine and a sailor's daughter
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Somethin' makes 'em crazy growin' up on the water
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Playin' for my supper six nights a week
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Hurricanes, Easter and New Years Eve
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Four tin walls now there ain't much left
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Lookin' like a homeless Cheers on meth
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Homer's in the corner, breakin' up a fight
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Good Lord, I hope I get paid tonight, I got a gig, baby
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Burnt fried chicken and Lone Star beer
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Cops and the kids drink free 'round here
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Girl behind the bar is takin' what she's givin'
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Lyin' ‘bout her past and tryin' to make a livin'
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Broke pool table and some hard luck cues
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Go tell your mama, I done paid my dues
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Everyone 'round here knows my name
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Six nights a week in the Neon Flame, I got a gig, baby
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There's an old lion tamer parked behind the bar
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A hundred pounds of weed in a stolen car
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Oil patch boys and girls who went to college
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Rules you don't break and laws that ain't knowledge
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Barefoot shrimper with a pistol up his sleeve
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Some will go to heaven, some will never leave
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Pills in the tip jar, blood on the strings
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Lord, I never thought I'd see these things, I got a gig, baby
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Eight line machine and a sailor's daughter
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Somethin' makes 'em crazy growin' up on the water
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Playin' for my supper six nights a week
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Hurricanes, Easter and New Years Eve
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I got a gig, baby
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I got a gig, baby
Eight line machine and a sailor's daughter
A
Somethin' makes 'em crazy growin' up on the water
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Playin' for my supper six nights a week
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Hurricanes, Easter and New Years Eve
D
Four tin walls now there ain't much left
A
Lookin' like a homeless Cheers on meth
D
Homer's in the corner, breakin' up a fight
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Good Lord, I hope I get paid tonight, I got a gig, baby
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Burnt fried chicken and Lone Star beer
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Cops and the kids drink free 'round here
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Girl behind the bar is takin' what she's givin'
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Lyin' ‘bout her past and tryin' to make a livin'
D
Broke pool table and some hard luck cues
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Go tell your mama, I done paid my dues
D
Everyone 'round here knows my name
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Six nights a week in the Neon Flame, I got a gig, baby
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There's an old lion tamer parked behind the bar
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A hundred pounds of weed in a stolen car
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Oil patch boys and girls who went to college
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Rules you don't break and laws that ain't knowledge
D
Barefoot shrimper with a pistol up his sleeve
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Some will go to heaven, some will never leave
D
Pills in the tip jar, blood on the strings
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Lord, I never thought I'd see these things, I got a gig, baby
A
Eight line machine and a sailor's daughter
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Somethin' makes 'em crazy growin' up on the water
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Playin' for my supper six nights a week
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Hurricanes, Easter and New Years Eve
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I got a gig, baby
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I got a gig, baby
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