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Down to the Promised Land: 5 Years of Bloodshot Records
Disc 1
01. Oh! Chicago
02. Evening Gown
03. Making Love With You
04. Favorite
05. Roses Are Blooming
06. Oh Lonesome Me
07. Sunshine
08. Money to Burn
09. I Hear a Sweet Voice Calling
10. Easy Ridin’ Mama
11. Please Take the Devil Out of Me
12. Why Drunky?
13. The Least I Could Do
14. Going Home
15. It’s Too Late
16. Hell or High Water
17. Unforgiven
18. Turn the Lights Down Low
19. Blue Diamond Mine
20. Baba O’Riley
Disc 2
01. Bloodshot’s Turning 5
02. Here Comes My Ball and Chain Again
03. See Willy Fly By
04. Looks Like I’m Up Shit Creek Again
05. Milk and Scissors
06. Broken A/C Blues
07. Wicked Saviour
08. Glue
09. Guitar Playin’ Woman
10. Hard on Things
11. Monday Night
12. Ghost on the Highway
13. I’d Like To
14. 13 Nights
15. Hang Your Head in Shame
16. Last to Know
17. Bring the Noise
18. Brixton
19. Train Song
20. Highway to Hell
21. Untitled Pedal Steel Guitar Riff
Making love with you is like swimming in glue
And I don't think I can do it anymore
Well, I'd say you're on my mind, but I'm not the thinking kind
And I don't think I can do it anymore

Well, it started six months back when you faked that heart attack
Well, I brought you back and I put you in my bed
Well, you must have been playing sick
'Cause you sure got better quick
When you asked me for my love, here's what I said

"Sure, you can stay if you don't get in the way
What's a stupid boy like me to do?
Well, I'm sick and tired of making love with you
Oh yeah, I'm sick and tired of making love with you"

Waking up with you is like catching the flu
Well, the best thing I can do is go back to sleep
Well, I'd say I like you here, but I ain't had that much beer
And I'd be lying and the price for that is steep
But it don't matter what I don't say, 'cause I know you're gonna stay

What's a stupid boy like me to do?
Well, I'm sick and tired of making love with you
Oh yeah, I'm sick and tired of making love with you

Breaking up with you would be the smart thing to do
I'm not smart, it's half past two and you're still here
See, I like the way you moan, God forbid I should sleep alone
So forgive me if I don't sound insincere
But in the morning you'll be gone, you won't ever hear this song

It's the best a stupid boy like me could do
Well, I'm sick and tired of making love with you
Oh yeah, I'm sick and tired of making love with you

Oh yeah, I'm sick and tired of making love
I'm sick and tired of making love
Sick and tired of making love with you