[Chorus:]. This nine pound hammer is a little too heavy. For my size, honey, for my size. . Roll on buddy, don't you roll so slow. Baby, how can I roll when the wheels won't go.
The courtroom was crowded the judge waited there. My mother was crying when I left my chair. The sentence were sharp for it cut like a knife. For ninety ninety years folks is almost for life.
I have no mother in this world. No mother in my home. The place don't seem the same to me. Since mother, she has gone. . No mother in this world today.
Nashville Cats, play clean as country water. Nashville Cats, play wild as mountain dew. Nashville Cats, been playin' since they's babies. Nashville Cats, get work before they're two.
I'd like to see my native home the lofty trees and golden sand. The rugged hills all crowded round my mother's voice how sweet would sound. Sometimes I dream of home and friends my dreams are false my heart's with them.
There's a cabin in the pines in the hills of Caroline. And a blue eyed girl is waiting there for me. I'll be going back some day and from her I'll never stray.
Oh, little girl of mine in Tennessee. I know she's waiting there for me. Someday I'll settle down in that little country town. With that little girl of mine in Tennessee.
Long distance information give me Memphis Tennessee. Help me find the party try to get in touch with me. She could not leave her number but I know who placed the call.
Hey Mr Tambourine man play a song for me. I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey Mr Tambourine man play a song for me. In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you.
Oh, little girl of mine in Tennessee. I know she's waiting there for me. Someday I'll settle down in that little country town. With that little girl of mine in Tennessee.
Well, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. Well, I wake up in the morning, fold my hands and pray for rain.
Now you bake right (uh-huh) with Martha White (yes, ma'am). Goodness gracious, good and light, Martha White. . For the finest biscuits, cakes and pies,.
In the night, while you lay sleeping. Dreaming of your amber skies. Was a poor boy broken hearted. Listening to the winds that sigh. . My little darling, oh how, I love you.
Once upon a time you dressed so fine threw the bums a dime in your prime didn't you. People'd call say you're bound to fall you thought they were all kiddin' you.
Tonight I'm alone without you my dear. It seems there's a longing for you still. All I have to do now is sit alone and cry. In our little cabin home on the hill.
In the night, while you lay sleeping. Dreaming of your amber skies. Was a poor boy broken hearted. Listening to the winds that sigh. . My little darling, oh how, I love you.
Today I feel so sad and weary. I want a love that cannot be. All I need to make me happy. Let those brown eyes smile at me. . Let those brown eyes smile at me dear.
There's a dark and a troubled side of life. There's a bright and a sunny side too. Though we meet with the dark nest of strife. The sunny side we also may view.
Rock of ages cleft for me. Now that could be the voice of John F Morgan in the Ripley jailhouse singin' hymns. Well ol' Johnny might just be singin' hymn this mornin'.