COUNTRY GIRL. WRITER ROY DRUSKY. . I met you my country girl you didn't have a thing. I fell in love I dressed you up, then I bought the ring. I was teaching you to love, you were leaning fine.
In 1984 we ruled the streets of New York City. Street rock'n'roll, Street Hardcore!. . In the day we sweat it out. For the love of the Lower East side.
Colonel Maggie is my friend she got my self respect right back for me. Colonel Maggie is my friend with good old motherly sweet sympathy. . Flat down on the street with a bottle at my feet.
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug. Make you want to holler hi-de-ho. Burns your tummy, don'tcha know. Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug. . Grape wine in a Mason jar. Homemade and brought to school.
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.
you cant roller scate in a buffalo herd, you cant roller scate in a buffalo herd, you cant roller scate in a buffalo herd but you can be happy if you've the mind too..
Well I tried my best but that ain't enough. I'm tryin' to forget you and it's gettin' mighty tough. The blues just follow me around the whole day through.
By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll be risin'. She'll find the note I left hangin' on her door. She'll laugh when she reads the part that says I'm leavin'.
I love the smell of clover. When the winter's over. Yes, I do, yes, I do. But I love you more. . I love the kind of love. Someone can hum the day long.
Way down yonder by the forks of the branch. The old sow whistled and the little pigs danced. Burma Shave, Burma, Burma, Burma Shave. I bet Ive seen a million rows.
Overcharge for excess baggage. Know your concourse, know your gate. Up this way sir, not that way sir. Airplane departs gate six eight. . Please sir may l see your ticket.
Back about eighteen hundred and some. A Louisiana couple had a red headed son. No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe. So they just called him Billy Bayou.
l once had a sweetheart, the fairest of maidens. She out shined all others that I'd known by far. I had a friend, big fella, name of Big Harlan Taylor.
I was runnin' through the summer rain. Tryin' to catch that evenin' train. And kill that old familiar pain. Weavin' through my tangled brain. But when I tipped my bottle back.
BABY ME BABY. Writer Roger Miller. . Well I'm stacking up shirts and things. Packin' up and fixin' to go. For some little reason that I can't remember.
Atta boy girl, that a-way to break my heart. Atta boy girl, atta way to tear me apart. Yeah, you know how to do just what. To make me mad enough to blow my top.
As long as there's a hill there's a valley. As long as there's a valley then the river can flow free. As long as there's a sun there's a shadow. As long as there's a shadow there's a place for you and me.
I don't know where we went wrong. I do not remember. But I don't want to waste no time. Explaining shit to you. I think I'm done. But now I realize. That you're not the one.
As long as there's a hill, there's a valley. Long as there's a valley then the river can flow free. As long as there's a sun, there's a shadow. Long as there's a shadow, there's a place for you and me.
I ain't never traveled much but someday when the money's such. I'd like to see the world and all and maybe go through Arkansas. Arkansas Arkansas I just love ole Arkansas.