From the Indian reservation to the governmental school. Well they're goin' to educate me to the white men's Golden Rule. And I'm learning very quickly for I've learned to be ashamed.
I got a friend named Whiskey Sam. He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam. He said is my country just a little off track. Took 'em twenty-five years to welcome me back.
I got a friend named Whiskey Sam. He was my boonierat buddy for a year in Nam. He said is my country just a little off track. Took 'em twenty-five years to welcome me back.
Drink to me, drink to me. Drink to me, drink to me. Drink to me. . A rose, a carnation, the lily and an orchid make such a pretty bouquet. (Drink to me, drink to me).
Drink to me only with thine eyes. And I will pledge with mine.. Or leave a kiss within the cup. And I'll not ask for wine.. The thirst that from the soul doth rise.
There's a place I know where the train goes slow. Where the sinner can be washed in the blood of the lamb. There's a river by the trestle down by sinner's grove.
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As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my way. Then she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of Ponchartrain. I pinned a flower on her heart I swore we'd never be apart.
Well, you can't be my lover, baby. You ain't got the style. I'm gonna get some real good love. That'll drive the cool cats wild. . I gotta move, roll it right on down.
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I have picked wild roses. Far into september. But I had no one to give the flowers to. I needed a celebration. A September coronation. And I admitted to myself I needed you.
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe. If you don't know by now. It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, baby. It just don't matter anyhow. When the rooster crows at the break of dawn.
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe. If you don't know by now. It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, baby. It just don't matter anyhow. When the rooster crows at the break of dawn.
A young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm. A boy filled with wanderlust who really meant no harm. He changed his clothes and shined his boots and combed his dark hair down.
We all were called to come back. To the old home on the farm. Mother's passed away, what a mournful day. And as my daddy watched. His eyes were filled with pain and hurt.
You take my hand and smile at me. But I can tell you'd rather be. Alone or with somebody else you know. And when your eyes looking to mine. That old time love light doesn't shine.
From the fountains in the mountains. Comes the water running cool and clear and blue. And it comes down from the hills. And it goes down to the towns and passes through.
I heard you call my name, dear Lord. Thank you for forgive'n me my shame, dear Lord.. But I'm still not the man you want me to be, yes, Lord, don't give up on me..
On this rock pile, with my ball and chain.. They call me by a number not a name Lord, Lord.. . Gotta do my time, I gotta do my time.. With an achin' heart, on that gal of mine..
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