Yippie yay. There'll be not wedding bells for today. . 'Cause I got spurs that jingle, jangle, jingle. (Jingle, jangle). As I go ridin' merrily along.
Sadness had been close as my next of kin. Then Happy came one day, chased my blues away. My life began when Happy smiled. Sweet, like candy to a child.
You done gone killed your mamma done gone killed your papa. You slayed them all, with that 44. You riding down that low road. Got nowhere to go. Oh lord help me, I've gone off to see satan.
Lately I've been thinking about my lonely past. Brother you can tell by my empty glass. Now you've been haunting and tempting me in all my dreams. But brother you don't wanna see me get mean.
It's not the pale moon that excites me. That thrills and delights me, oh no. It's just the nearness of you. . It isn't your sweet conversation. That brings this sensation, oh no.
Now lend me your love, little girl, please lend me your love. Lend me your love, baby, please lend me your love. I know you hear me keep moanin', moanin' just like Noah's dove.
My name is Memphis Slim, they call me the Grinder Man. My name is Memphis Slim, they call me the Grinder Man. If you be my customer, I'll let you have it on a easy plan.
I was a stranger in the city. Out of town were the people I knew. I had that feeling of self-pity. What to do, what to do, what to do. The outlook was decidedly blue.
Don't make me over. Now that I'd do anything for you. Don't make me over. Now that you know how I adore you. . Don't pick on the things I say, the things I do.
I'd like to get away, Junior. Somewhere alone with you. It could be oh, so gay, Junior. You need a laugh or two. A certain place I know, Frankie. Where funny people can have fun.
Born a natural loser I can't recall just where. Raised on brew and poker and a dollar here and there. Black-jack hand dealer man you better payoff that last debt.
It don't mean a thing. If it ain't got that swing. (doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah. Doo wah, doo wah, doo wah, doo wah). It don't mean a thing. All you got to do is sing.
The thrill is gone. The thrill is gone away. The thrill is gone baby. The thrill is gone away. You know you done me wrong baby. You'll be sorry someday.
I don't know what love is, but I think I must have it bad. Yeah, you I don't know what love is, people, whoah, but I think I must have it bad. Yeah, you know some people say love is just a gamble, but whatever it is, it's enough to drive old me mad.
The night is getting on, the band is getting show. The crowd is almost gone and here we are still dancin'. Nothing to do but waltz. Our feet can barely move, my legs are yellin'"Whoa".
I'm gonna tell you a story. 'Bout ol' Mary Lou. I mean the kind of a girl. That make a fool of you. . She make a young man old. And an old man pay. The way she took my money.
Somewhere waiting for me. There is someone I'm longing to see. Someone I simply can't help but adore. Someone who'll thrill me forever. Some day my prince will come.
A Portrait of Jennie. More precious to me. Than a masterpiece how ever famous it be. . The portrait of Jennie. Is etched on my heart. Where her features have been sketched from the start.
Hush now, don't explain. Just say you'll remain. I'm glad your back. So don't explain. Quiet, don't explain. What is there to gain. Skip that lipstick.
Hush now, don't explain. Just say you'll remain. I'm glad your back. So don't explain. Quiet, don't explain. What is there to gain. Skip that lipstick.