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01 Start At the Top
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Trying to Remember
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03 Dynamite Hill
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04 Except for You
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05 Forgiveness
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07 Scotch Irish Highway
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08 What It Is
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09 He Called Me Friend
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11 People In Egypt
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12 Wagon Wheels
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Wagon Wheels
Broken wheel from a covered wagon
Wooden spokes in the desert sand
Buried with their bones and horses
Far from home and the Promised land
No marker for their graveside
Nothing left for thieves to steal
Only hopes and dreams they left us
and pieces of a wagon wheel.
CHORUS:
Wagon wheels, wagon wheels
Keep on rolling, rolling on
One road ends and another opens
Wagon wheels, keep rolling on
Station wagon, dogs and children
Worn out tires and a broken man
Pull up to the Baptist churchyard
Woman walks up with her hat in hand.
Been two years of begging strangers
Borrowed clothes and shelter meals
They pray each day for new beginnings
Keep moving on these wagon wheels
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Wagon wheel from a Radio Flyer
In the woods where it had gone
Came loose on a summer morning
When a little girl wandered from her home
Whole town came to find her
Every day the search goes on
They’ll keep going ‘til they find some answers
to this wagon wheel lying all alone
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13 Good Night Irene
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Start at the Top
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Start at the Top and Work Your Way Down Gary Furr
We were working construction in late July
He’d finished sixth grade and a thousand fights
Love was tattooed on his left hand
Hate on the right, he was a balanced man
One day he said, ‘Boy, here’s my advice
If you want to get ahead in this old life
Always remember what I’m ‘bout to say
When you think you might have lost your way
Chorus:
Start at the top and work your way down,
That’s the way we do it in this old town.
You’re gonna mess up, so don’t mess around--
Start at the top and work your way down
I walked across the platform, got my third degree
The speaker said the world was just waiting for me.
I climbed up the ladder, made it on my own
‘Til the lady on the news said the jobs were gone,
Trillions of dollars vanished today
Where they all went, no one can say.
We’re just rightsizing, try to understand,
What goes up has to come down again.” You got to
Chorus:
Lost my house with a pool and a view
Country club dumped me when I missed my dues
Called my broker to tell him what I’d need,
He said I was broke, but he was broker than me,
I’m sleeping in the Hotel Chevrolet
I’m a fundraiser down by the interstate
My buddy’s advice echoes in my mind
So I wrote it with a marker on my cardboard sign, You got to
Chorus:
I’m telling you once and I’ll tell you again
On the way up better make some friends
A winning streak brings the crowds around
They follow you up, but they let you down,
So, son, I’m going to give you my best advice
If you want to get ahead in this old life
Always remember what I’m ‘bout to say
When you think you might have lost your way, (you got to)
Chorus:
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Gary Allison Furr Birmingham, Alabama
Dr. Gary Allison Furr has been playing, writing and singing music his whole life. A veteran of lots of bands of the years,
he performed with Shades Mountain Air, a Birmingham acoustic-bluegrass band for twenty years .
He has played as both solo artist and with the band at a variety of venues, including colleges and universities, conferences, churches, coffee houses and festivals.
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