Now, I'm a cross cut saw. Drag me 'cross yo' log. I'm a cross cut saw. And drag me 'cross yo' log. Babe, I'll cut yo' wood so easy. You can't help but say, 'hot dog'.
Our love, I feel it everywhere through the night time. It is the message of the breeze. Our love is like an evening prayer. I can hear it in every whisper of the trees.
My funny valentine. Sweet comic valentine. You make me smile with my heart. Your looks are laughable. Unphotographable. Yet you're my favorite work of art..
You've got to accen-tuate the positive. Eli-minate the negative. Latch on to the affirmative. Don't mess with Mister In-Between. . You've got to spread joy up to the maximum.
Watch Him while he's Sitting There. Chunks Of Fat Hanging Over His Chair. Oil Just Oozing From his Hair. Fat And Greasy as a Grizzly Bear. . They Say That Sweet Perfumes Are Made From Fat.
Meet De Boys On The Battlefront x3. where the Wild Tchoupitoulas gonna stomp some rump =/(Chorus)/. . Well the prettiest little thing that I ever see.
I came home the other night as drunk as I could be. I saw a horse in the stable where my horse ought to be. I said to my wife, my pretty little wife, explain this thing to me.
You made me a pallet on the floor. Oh, yes, you made me a pallet on the floor. When I had no place to go you opened up your door. And you made me a pallet on the floor.
I woke up this mornin' with my mind. My mind, it was stayed on freedom. I woke up this mornin' with my mind. My mind, it was stayed on freedom. . I woke up this mornin' with my mind.
My Lord, what a morning. My Lord, what a morning. My Lord, what a morning. When the stars begin to fall. . Oh, sinner what will you do. Oh, sinner what will you do.
Three gates to the north and three in the south. There's three in the east and three in the west. There's twelve gates to the city, Hallelujah. . Oh, what a beautiful city.
Who's gonna make up my dyin' bed when I die?. Who's gonna make up my dyin' bed when I die?. Who's gonna make up my dyin' bed?. Who's gonna make up my dyin' bed?.
Train time man, train time, train time. I'm a depot man, I go down to the depot. Early in the morning 'fore the sun come up. I ain't joking man and I wait for that five o ten to come up the line.
The keeper did a hunting go. Under his cloak he carried a bow. All for to shoot, a merry little doe. Among the leaves so green, oh. . Jacky boy. (Master).
I'm gonna lay down my sword and shield. Down by the riverside and study war no more. . Down by the riverside I'm gonna lay my burden down. Down by the riverside I'm gonna lay my burden down.
Oh, sinner man, where you're gonna run to all on that day?. . Oh, sinner man, where you're gonna run to?. Oh, sinner man, where you're gonna run to?. Oh, sinner man, where you're gonna run to all on that day?.
We will rally round the flag, boys, rally once again. Shouting the battle cry of freedom. We will rally from the hillside, gather from the plain. Shouting the battle cry of freedom.
Poor Liza, poor girl, oh Liza Jane. Poor Liza, poor girl, she died on the train. . You go down the new cut road. I'll go down the lane. You can hug an old fence post.
Well, when I'm on my journey don't you weep after me. When I'm on my journey don't you weep after me, try it. When I'm on my journey don't you weep after me.