(Cobey Pitcher/Al Goll). . You say you've been working late. But I know where you've been. There's no mystery baby I can tell. You're sneakin' 'round on me again.
My father was an old man, he worked so hard and long. He asked me to believe that he had all that he could want. Holding up his hands he said, These hands have bled for you.
One time a long time ago on a mountain in Switzerland yo lo lo lo lo. There lived a fair young maiden lovely but lonely oh oh. Day after day she'd find her heart away yo lo lo lo lo hey cause no love came her way.
I turned down the covers on a bed where two lovers. Found reasons to face each new day. In a room full of memories, in a house built for love. On a street down in Swiss Cottage Place.
Swing low, swinging chariot, boy, comin' for to take me for a ride. Swing low, swinging chariot, hmm, comin' for to take me for a ride. Swing low, swinging chariot, comin' for to take me for a ride.
Swing low swingin' chariot. Comin' for to take me for a ride. Swing low swingin' chariot. . I know, someday beyond the moon. Someday beyond the sun. I know, the Lord got place to slept for me.
SUNNY SIDE OF MY LIFE. WRITER BROWN. . Each time I see your face. It puts me back in place. You're the sunny side of my life and I love you. Things that you've said and done.
Well I was riding to the city. and my horse broke down, do-dah, do-dah. Blacksmith lived on the other side of town. Oh do-dah day. . Well I'm gwan to run all night.
Take a little bitty town. Elect a Mayor of the little bitty town. A square little man to make it go around. Squares make the world go round. . Pick out a state.
Hot afternoon, sometime in June. Sittin' on the front porch waitin' on the moon. Talkin' to my neighbor next door ain't never ever very much fun. Go get my car and my guitar, ride through town with the top down.
See her dancing, see there Willie, see how reckless she lives. She's a wild one as everyone knows. Why what's wrong Willie, you're cryin', what have I done.
Somewhere there's a lady with a special set of feelings. That would love to sit and listen to the things I have to say. . Somewhere past the darkness that I see outside my window.
The working man works while the boss man sits in the shade. The working man works while the boss man sits in the shade. Some people make it, some people got it made.
Some hearts have all the fun they fall in love with one. And one says all it takes some hearts get out of breaks. Some people never cry life just goes flyin' by.
She's my baby lady. She's my baby child. Runnin' round in sun-suits. Drivin' daddy wild. . Lovely to look at. Beautiful to see. Looking like her mummy.
Shame bird is flying shame shame on someone. Shame bird is flying shame shame on somebody. That someone is me don't crook your finger at me if you see me walking by.
Roger Creager. . Sometimes I sit in my backyard, I kick back and drink iced tea. I stare all the way to the ocean and dream of how it would be. If I were a ship captain somewhere or an old fashioned sailor at sea.
Roger Creager, Kyle Hutton. . 61st floor way downtown,. From cubicle 423. You can't see what's coming down.. The mail lady brings a pink slip. And an empty box for my desk..
I met a little gal around Thibodaux, she said she was 18.. A hometown hottie she was good to go. My little Cajun queen.. . She's as hot as good country cooking..
Roger Creager. . Looks like I really screwed up again. Should've learned by now that I ain't never gonna win. I know the reason, I didn't even ask, I've heard it all from relationships past.