Biography:
John Fullbright (born April 23, 1988, in Bearden, Oklahoma) is a Grammy-nominated American singer-songwriter. A former member of the Oklahoma Red Dirt bands Turnpike Troubadours and the Mike McClure Band, he released his first solo album, Live at the Blue Door, in 2009. In 2012 he was awarded the ASCAP Foundation's Harold Adamson Lyric Award
Fullbright began playing the piano at age five and taking piano lessons at the age nine. While still in high school, he performed at the Woody Guthrie Folk Festival in the nearby town of Okemah, Oklahoma.
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Other songs:
- All The Time In The World
- Forgotten Flowers
- Gawd Above
- Happy
- High Road
- Im Going Home
- Jericho
- Me Wanting You
- Moving
- Never Cry Again
- Nowhere To Be Found
- Satan And St Paul
- She Knows
- Song For A Child
- Stars In Heaven
- The One That Lives Too Far
- Unlocked Doors
- Until You Were Gone
- When Youre Here Live
- Write A Song
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Are you gonna stop?
And I said, "No sir, no sir,"
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I got a little bit of time to go
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Where you gonna go? I said,
Up sir, up sir, up to the middle
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Of a mountain road
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Where you gonna go
When you get there, get there?
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I'm goin' go, and see my gal
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What's she gonna say
When she see you, see you?
She goin' say, Boy
It's been a long while
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Whoa, whoa whoa
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Whoa, whoa whoa
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I got all the time in the world
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Crawled in a hole
In a mountain, mountain
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Trying to get away from the wind and rain
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Climbed out, and
Everybody's shoutin', shoutin'
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Everybody talkin' 'bout their own damn pain
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Moses was a man
Of action, action
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He slapped the water and it turned to blood
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Ain't no kind of leader
For reaction, no sir
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I know when to leave when the leavin's good
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Whoa, whoa whoa
A B7
Whoa, whoa whoa
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I got all the time in the world
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Well, I was never any kind
Of scholar, no sir
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Graduated school with a 2.0
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I told everybody
I was leavin', "See you,"
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Then I realized I ain't go no place to go
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Central Oklahoma
Is my land, it's my country
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Eastern Oklahoma is a beautiful sight
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Nothern Oklahoma
Might as well be Kansas
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Never go to Southern Oklahoma at night
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Whoa, whoa whoa
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Whoa, whoa whoa
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I got all the time in the world
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Some peoples' lives
Are useless, useless
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They're tryin' all the time to fill another man's shoes
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Everybody out there
Is ruthless, ruthless
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Try to follow me, and you're bound to lose
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Maybe I will try
To be a rich man, rich man
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Build me a house that I can't be found
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Maybe I will try to try
To stay a poor man, poor man
A
Tryin' to make a livin' off the song and sound
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Whoa, whoa whoa
A B7
Whoa, whoa whoa
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I got all the time in the world
Are you gonna stop?
And I said, "No sir, no sir,"
A
I got a little bit of time to go
E
Where you gonna go? I said,
Up sir, up sir, up to the middle
A
Of a mountain road
E
Where you gonna go
When you get there, get there?
A
I'm goin' go, and see my gal
E
What's she gonna say
When she see you, see you?
She goin' say, Boy
It's been a long while
A G
Whoa, whoa whoa
A B7
Whoa, whoa whoa
E G A
I got all the time in the world
E
Crawled in a hole
In a mountain, mountain
A
Trying to get away from the wind and rain
E
Climbed out, and
Everybody's shoutin', shoutin'
A
Everybody talkin' 'bout their own damn pain
E
Moses was a man
Of action, action
A
He slapped the water and it turned to blood
E
Ain't no kind of leader
For reaction, no sir
A
I know when to leave when the leavin's good
A G
Whoa, whoa whoa
A B7
Whoa, whoa whoa
E G A
I got all the time in the world
E
Well, I was never any kind
Of scholar, no sir
A
Graduated school with a 2.0
E
I told everybody
I was leavin', "See you,"
A
Then I realized I ain't go no place to go
E
Central Oklahoma
Is my land, it's my country
A
Eastern Oklahoma is a beautiful sight
E
Nothern Oklahoma
Might as well be Kansas
A
Never go to Southern Oklahoma at night
A G
Whoa, whoa whoa
A B7
Whoa, whoa whoa
E G A
I got all the time in the world
E
Some peoples' lives
Are useless, useless
A
They're tryin' all the time to fill another man's shoes
E
Everybody out there
Is ruthless, ruthless
A
Try to follow me, and you're bound to lose
E
Maybe I will try
To be a rich man, rich man
A
Build me a house that I can't be found
E
Maybe I will try to try
To stay a poor man, poor man
A
Tryin' to make a livin' off the song and sound
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Whoa, whoa whoa
A B7
Whoa, whoa whoa
E G A
I got all the time in the world
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