I'm gonna leave the day behind. Don't you worry. 'Cause I'm gonna have a real good time. . We're gonna have a real good time. . I'm gonna leave the world outside.
Gloucester. If you come to Gloucester.Be sure to fall. in love,Cause that is where I lost her.. To the angels up above.It happened on a hot day,At the Guinee Jubilee..
GARNETT'S HOMEMADE BEER. 1. Oh the year was nineteen seventy-eight,. (How I wish I'd never tried it now,). When a score of men were turned quite green.
Gone to the dogs, the grafters and the hogs. All gone for bombs and for bailouts (bailouts). For theyve squandered all our wealth. Now we cannot pay for health.
Well, you dad-gum government. You sorry so 'n' so's. You got your damn hands in every pocket. Of my clothes. . Well you dad-gum, dad-gum, dad-gum government.
Well, you dad gum government you sorry so 'n' so's. You got your damn hands in every pocket of my clothes. Well, you dad gum, dad gum, dad gum government.
The old hometown looks the same as I step down from the train. And there to meet me is my mama and papa, down the road I look. And there comes Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries.
And in this song, we employ the use of numbers. And what Ill do is have a volunteer give me a number. And Ill take that number. And make a verse for a song out it.
And in this song, we employ the use of numbers. And what Ill do is have a volunteer give me a number. And Ill take that number. And make a verse for a song out it.
Rah, rah, rumble seats and running boards. Them was the good old days. Knee pants and dime a dance girls, oh, lord. Them was the good old days. . Them was the good old days with Model A's.
It's knowing that your door is always open. And your path is free to walk. That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag. Rolled up and stashed behind your couch.
Chaos on the streets. What a price to pay for glory. Loud, proud, and punk. Just another East Side Story. . 1 to start the fight. 3 to do it right. Bottle to the head.
You're the greatest gal this boys ever had. Wouldn't trade you for a million bucks. Everyday there's something new that keeps me loving you. A fool would I be to lose you.
There's a time for action and time to speak out. A time to be heard above all the noise. They can't hide the truth any longer. . There's a time for action and the time is now.
Everything I like will kill me someday.. Everything I want will all fade away.. Those lucky breaks dont come around,. And everyone I know will let me down....
She knows what night I hang out with the guys,. Dont touch the radio when I drive.. Wears my shirt when she goes to bed,. Knows my favorite bands and puts up with my friends..
I left a note on her pillow,. kissed her check and slipped off into the wind.. All she wanted to know last night was when she'd see me again.. If I only knew myself then maybe I could say,.
Roger Creager. . Tonight I don't feel much like writing a song. But I guess I needed something to sing along. Something that I could sing and I could cry to.
Roger Creager, John Evans. . I've heard stories about the 1950's.. Rock'n'roll music all the way to the 60's.. Everybody says it ain't ever gonna be the same..
Come on down and see me. You know my name well. I'm everything you've read. I've got it to sell.. . The ladies on my street. Aren't there for their health.