Founds total 12 songs
Biscuit City
I'd like to be in Biscuit City. With my banjo in my hand. I don't need no long vacation. In some foreign land. Cause the sound of my own breathing. Has been turning to a sigh.
Broken Dreams
Born in the country and I like that country smile. Of the little girls and boys, they remind me of a child. That I knew and a big harvest moon. That shone by supper time in the dusty afternoon.
Brave Mountaineers
Born in the country and I like that country smile. Of the little girls and boys, they remind me of a child. That I knew and a big harvest moon. That shon' by suppertime in the dusty afternoon.
Boss Man
Boss man, boss man, what do you say?. I gotta get you alone in the mine some day. Boss man, boss man, turn it around. If you don't look away how can I sit down.
Boathouse
Dee dee dee, dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee. . I would rather be at the boathouse, out of the daily grind. I'd sooner be down at the boathouse, what a way to unwind.
Blackberry Wine
There's a south wind risin' and the moon shines on my window sill. I've got a feeling I might walk on over the hill. I'm bent but not broken, all I need is some rest.
Black Day In July
Black day in July. . Motor city madness has touched the countryside. And through the smoke and cinders you can hear it far and wide. The doors are quickly bolted and the children locked inside.
Biscuit City
I'd like to be in biscuit city. With my banjo in my hand. I don't need no long vacation. In some foreign land. Cause the sound of my own breathing. Has been turning to a sigh.
Bend In The Water
Come on, Pearl, come on, Kitty. If you feel inclined. Down around the bend in the water. Bring your fishin' line. . Come on, Pearl, I'm rough and ready.
Bells Of The Evening
Bells of the evening, O sing to my love. Tell her I miss her, my own turtledove. The streets of the old town are covered with rain. I think I might never know true love again.
Ballad Of Yarmouth Castle
Well, it's four o'clock in the afternoon. And the anchors have been weighed. From Miami to Nassau. She's bound across the waves. . She'll be headin' south through Biscayne Bay.
Baby It's Allright
It's alright for some but not alright for me. When the one that I'm lovin' slips around. You think it's fine to do things I cannot see. And you're doin' it to me, baby, can't you see.
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