I've been the token woman all my life. The token daughter and the token wife. Now I collected tokens one by one. 'Til I've saved enough to buy a gun. .
A bed so soft who would have known. She'd give birth to a hooligan. I'm out of time but don't count me in. Another brain dead mannequin. . The sad thing's you don't know.
You wind me up, attach the leads. And put a shock through me, I never thought I'd need. On this chat show where you talk so sharp. Mouth full of razorblades hand full of bleeding hearts.
Bye, bye, Thou Little Tiny Child. Bye, bye, lullee lullay. Bye, bye, Thou Little Tiny Child. Bye, bye, lullee lullay. . Sisters, too, how may we do. For to preserve this day?.
Buddy, better get on down the line. Buddy, better get on down the line,. Here comes ninety-seven,. Making up some time. Buddy, this is ninety-seven at your back.
Scott Wiseman. . Spoken: In the hills of North Carolina, since the times of the early settlers, a strange light has. been witnessed near the top of Brown Mountain. To this day, no one can explain the mystery of.
Bottle of wine. Fruit of the vine. When you gonna let me get sober?. Leave me alone. Let me go home. Let me go home and start over. . Ramblin' around this dirty old town.
Was you ever in Quebec,. Bonny laddie, hielan' laddie,. Stowing timber on the deck,. Bonny hielan' laddie. . Was you ever in Dundee,. Bonny laddie, hielan' laddie,.
A. Clancy. . My ship was leaving 'Frisco. My gal was crying again.. We past the place for tattooing. Uh, oh, I went and walked right in.. . Hey, mister, you've gotta help me. Hey, mister, make it fast.
Bob Shane/Tom Drake/Miriam Stafford. . Gonna find a bran' new gal. Don't want one who's lazy 'cause the one I got right now, 'bout to drive me crazy..
How many roads must a man walk down. Before you call him a man?. Yes, an' how many seas must a white dove sail. Before she sleeps in the sand?. . Yes, an' how many times must the cannon balls fly.
'Tis advertised in Boston. New York and Buffalo. A hundred hearty sailors. A whalin' for to go. . Blow, ye winds, o' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow.
Tom Drake/Bob Shane. . When I sailed into Portland town, I called upon my dear. Her window held a candle. It's light shone bright and clear.. I walked up to her doorstep. I knew she was within. Her candle told the story, boys, and I was home again..
Oh, 'til I go down to Bimini. Never get a lickin' 'til I go down to Bimini. . We were all sailors 'til the day. Our boat pulled in to Bimini Bay. We tapped a keg, we loaded on.
James Day/George Arno. . There's a winding road and a tall pine tree, by the tall pine tree, she waits for me.. Oh, yes, she waits in the little green house that sits on top of Billy Goat Hill..
Charlie Merriam. . I been to Jamaica. I been to the South land. I've been down the river of no return many times before.. . Chorus:. Now, won't you carry me home, big ship, Glory, carry me home? Carry me home, big ship, Glory, carry me home..
Well, there's a big ball in Boston, big ball in town. Big ball in Boston, I'm gonna get on down. . The birthplace of our nation is Boston so they say.
Oo - 'round the bay of Mexico. Way up, Suzianna!. Mexico is the place I belong in. 'Round the bay of Mexico. . Wind from the East and it's blowin' strong.
Banua, Banua, Banua, oh. Banua, Banua, baby, I don't know, again. Banua, Banua, Banua, oh. Banua, Banua, baby, I don't know. . Won't you come to me, baby?.
Oh, the Thresher, the finest atomic ship. That ever dived for the sea. Each man on board was a volunteer. Was there 'cause he chose there to be. . Every man jack on board was a hero.