| Song | South of Austin, North of Lyle |
| Artist | Charlie Parr |
| Album | When the Devil Goes Blind |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Parr | |
| There was an old man name of Rudy Moen | |
| 80 acres was all he owned | |
| Old Rudy’s clothes didn’t fit him right | |
| Fit for a man ‘bout twice his size | |
| He could wear ‘em when he was young | |
| Back then farmin’ was all he done | |
| Had no wife and he had no kids | |
| Raising corn was all he did | |
| Now he sits and smokes his pipe | |
| Has a sip of whisky every night | |
| Here comes the county cuz they want his land | |
| It done gone fallow and that won’t stand | |
| Rudy won’t go and he just can’t stay | |
| That county judge gonna put him away | |
| Social worker came by but Rudy ain’t home | |
| ‘We can’t just leave him out here all alone’ | |
| They found old Rudy down in the shed | |
| hanging on a rope tied round his neck | |
| Note in his pocket this is what it said | |
| ‘Can’t have my home I’d rather be dead’ |
| zuo qu : Parr | |
| There was an old man name of Rudy Moen | |
| 80 acres was all he owned | |
| Old Rudy' s clothes didn' t fit him right | |
| Fit for a man ' bout twice his size | |
| He could wear ' em when he was young | |
| Back then farmin' was all he done | |
| Had no wife and he had no kids | |
| Raising corn was all he did | |
| Now he sits and smokes his pipe | |
| Has a sip of whisky every night | |
| Here comes the county cuz they want his land | |
| It done gone fallow and that won' t stand | |
| Rudy won' t go and he just can' t stay | |
| That county judge gonna put him away | |
| Social worker came by but Rudy ain' t home | |
| ' We can' t just leave him out here all alone' | |
| They found old Rudy down in the shed | |
| hanging on a rope tied round his neck | |
| Note in his pocket this is what it said | |
| ' Can' t have my home I' d rather be dead' |
| zuò qǔ : Parr | |
| There was an old man name of Rudy Moen | |
| 80 acres was all he owned | |
| Old Rudy' s clothes didn' t fit him right | |
| Fit for a man ' bout twice his size | |
| He could wear ' em when he was young | |
| Back then farmin' was all he done | |
| Had no wife and he had no kids | |
| Raising corn was all he did | |
| Now he sits and smokes his pipe | |
| Has a sip of whisky every night | |
| Here comes the county cuz they want his land | |
| It done gone fallow and that won' t stand | |
| Rudy won' t go and he just can' t stay | |
| That county judge gonna put him away | |
| Social worker came by but Rudy ain' t home | |
| ' We can' t just leave him out here all alone' | |
| They found old Rudy down in the shed | |
| hanging on a rope tied round his neck | |
| Note in his pocket this is what it said | |
| ' Can' t have my home I' d rather be dead' |