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My baby never was the cheatin' kind But it wasn't 'cause the ladies didn't try Now everywhere we go They're walkin' 'round him slow Givin' him a flutter and a sigh Now I got him past that redhead in Atlanta Lord I walked all over that black-eyed cajun queen But outside of Amarillo, he found his thrill, I'll tell you Oh, I lost him to a jukebox and a pinball machine Oh Amarillo what'd you want my baby for Oh Amarillo now he won't come home no more You done played a trick on me ed him in the first degree While he put another quarter Push Dolly and then Porter While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine If we only hadn't stopped in there for coffee If someone hadn't played The Window Up Above He'd still be mine today But he heard those fiddles play One look and then I knew this must be love Oh that pinball machine was in the corner Well he saw the lights and he had to hear 'em ring And he never was the same after he won his first free game Oh I lost him to a jukebox and a pinball machine Oh Amarillo what'd you want my baby for Oh Amarillo now he won't come home no more You done played a trick on me ed him in the first degree While he put another quarter Push Dolly and then Porter While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine Oh Amarillo what'd you want my baby for Oh Amarillo now he won't come home no more You done played a trick on me ed him in the first degree While he put another quarter Push Dolly and then Porter While he racks up fifty thousand on the pinball machine |
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| 2. |
| 3:53 |
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Together again my tears have stopped falling
The long lonely nights are now at an end The key to my heart you hold in your hand But nothing else matters cause we're together again Together again the grey skies are gone You're back in my arms right where you belong The love that we knew is living again And nothing else matters cause we're together again Together again my tears have stopped falling The long lonely nights are now at an end The love that we knew is living again And nothing else matters now we're together again No nothing else matters now we're together again |
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| 3. |
| 2:27 |
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Well I really had a ball last night I held all the pretty boys tight I was feelin' single, seein' double Wound up in a whole lotta trouble But today I'll face the big fight But I really had a ball last night When I came home from work this morning My baby was feelin' low And he told me what was on his mind Then he told me where I could go Well I didn't go where he told me to Cause the water was cold in the lake Now there's something fishy 'bout this whole deal I don't see where I made my mistake Well I really had a ball last night I held all the pretty boys tight I was feelin' single, seein' double Wound up in a whole lotta trouble But today I'll face the big fight But I really had a ball last night When I woke up this morning Like me, the sun was high Well I started walking the long way home Just to think of an alibi Well I couldn't think of a darn gawn thing That hadn't already been said So I guess I better just play it by ear Cause I'm already dead Well I really had a ball last night I held all the pretty boys tight I was feelin' single, seein' double Wound up in a whole lotta trouble But today I'll face the big fight But I really had a ball last night Yes today I'll face the big fight But I really had a ball last night |
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| 3:55 |
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This old town is filled with sin It will swallow you in If you've got some money to burn Take it home right away You've got three years to pay But Satan is waiting his turn The scientists say It will all wash away But we don't believe any more Cause we've got our recruits And our green mohair suits So please show your I.D. At the door This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house It seems like this whole town's insane On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain A friend came around Tried to clean up this town His ideas made some people mad But he trusted his crowd So he spoke right out loud And they lost the best friend they had This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house It seems like this whole town's insane On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain |
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| 5. |
| 3:03 |
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I won't have to chop no wood
I can be bad or I can be good I can be any way that I feel One of these days Might be a woman that's dressed in black Be a hobo by the railroad track I'll be gone like the wayward wind one of these days One of these days it will soon be all over cut and dry And I won't have this urge to go all bottled up inside One of these days I'll look back and I'll say I left in time Cause somewhere for me I know there's peace of mind I might someday walk across this land Carrying the Lord's book in my hand Goin' cross the country singin' loud as I can One of these days But I won't have trouble on my back cuttin' like the devil with a choppin' axe, Got to shake it off my back, one of these days One of these days it will soon be all over cut and dry And I won't have this urge to go all bottled up inside One of these days I'll look back and I'll say I left in time Cause somewhere for me I know there's peace of mind There's gonna be peace of mind for me, one of these days |
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| 5:36 |
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Just like the sun over the mountain top You know i'll always come again You know i love to spend my morning time Like sunlight dancing on your skin I've never gone so wrong as to telling lies to you What you've seen is what I've been There is nothing I could hide from you You see me better than I can Out on the road that lies before me now There are some turns where I will spin I only hope that you can hold me now Till i can gain control again Like a lighthouse you must stand alone Landmark the sailor's journies end No matter what sea I've have been sailing on I'll always roll this way again Out on the road that lies before me now There are some turns where I will spin I only hope that you can hold me now Till i can gain control again |
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| 3:41 |
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Here making each day of the year
Changing my life with one wave of his hand Nobody can deny that there's something there There running my hands through his hair Both of us thinking how good it can be someone is speaking But he doesn't know she's there I want him everywhere and if he's beside me I know I need never care But to love him is to meet him Everywhere knowing that love is to share Each one believing that love never dies watching his eyes and hoping I'm always there To be here and everywhere here there and everywhere I want him everywhere and if he's beside me I know I need never care But to love him is to meet him Everywhere knowing that love is to share Each one believing that love never dies watching his eyes and hoping I'm always there To be there and everywhere here there and everywhere |
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| 8. |
| 3:44 |
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Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me
Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Every time I hit your crystal city You know you gonna make a wreck out of me Well, the first time I lose I drink whiskey Second time I lose I drink gin Third time I lose I drink anything Cause I think I'm gonna win Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me No Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Every time I hit your crystal city You know you gonna make a wreck out of me Well, the Queen of Spades is a friend of mine The Queen of Hearts is a bitch Someday when I clean up my mind I'll find out which is which Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Every time I hit your crystal city You know you gonna make a wreck out of me Well, I spend all night with the dealer Trying to get ahead Spend all day at the Holiday Inn Trying to get out of bed Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Ooh, Las Vegas ain't no place for a poor boy like me Every time I hit your crystal city You know you gonna make a wreck out of me |
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| 9. |
| 4:08 |
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Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Hold your head up Keep your head up, movin' on Hold your head up, movin' on Keep your head up, movin' on Hold your head up, movin' on Keep your head up, movin' on Hold your head up, movin' on Keep your head up! Some of them want to use you Some of them want to get used by you Some of them want to abuse you Some of them want to be abused Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something |
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| 10. |
| 3:09 |
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(^o^) 음질최강 (^o^) M-net
♬ ♡ ( Prelude ) ♡ ♬ M-net Good-bye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou. My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou. Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou. ♬ ♡ ( Interlude - 01 ) ♡ ♬ M-net Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin' Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou. Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou. ♬ ♡ ( Interlude - 02 ) ♡ ♬ M-net Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou. Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou. ♬ ♡ ( Endlude ) ♡ ♬ M-net (^o^) 음질최강 <7171> (^o^) M-net |
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| 3:14 |
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We've all got wheels to take ourselves away We've got telephones to say what we can't say We all got higher and higher every day Come on wheels take this boy away We're not afraid to ride We're not afraid to die come on wheels take me home today So come on wheels take this boy away Now when I feel my time is almost up And destiny is in my right hand I'll turn to him who made my faith so strong Come on wheels make this boy a man |
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| 1:44 |
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you're running wild
how long can this go on you're leaving me alone stop running wild you're always gone my love you'll never change it's more than I can bear stop running wild you'll settle down someday and find i've gone away you'll think of what you've done while running wild you can't go home you'll have to change your ways you'll have to go or stay stop running wild |
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| 3:19 |
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I was born on the bayou
Thirty miles of Layfayette My daddy was a cajun man Lord he taught us how to plow I remember mama's breakfast Cush Cush and a Kaye Being served on a Banyee Oh, I wish I had some now. I'm a cajun born I'm a cajun bred When I die I'm a cajun dead If I die in Alaska If I die in Ohio This soul will find its way Back to the bayou. We went to church every sunday We had a French speaking preacher man Joked about the preacher man 'Cause we thought he wore a dress. After church we had a party We played the music on the phonograph We had a man singing Jole Blan Made a sinner out of me. I'm a cajun born I'm a cajun bred When I die I'm a cajun dead If I die in Alaska If I die in Ohio This soul will find its way Back to the bayou. When I'm ready to be married I'm going to be this cajun lady Some sorta like my mamma 'Cause there ain't no other kind. 'Cause there ain't no other kind. Wherever fortune takes me If it makes me or it breaks me It's memories will forsake me Louisiana on my mind. I'm a cajun born I'm a cajun bred When I die I'm a cajun dead If I die in Alaska If I die in Ohio This soul will find its way Back to the bayou. If I die in Alaska If I die in Ohio This soul will find it's way Back to the bayou... |
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