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Well I swear your perfume babe is made out of turnip greens
Every time I kiss you girl it tastes like pork and beans Even though you're wearing those uptown high heels I can tell from your giant step you've been walking through the cotton fields Ohhhhh you're sooooo down home girl Every time you monkey child takes my breath away Well every time you move like that girl I got to get down and pray Girl you know that dress you're wearing is made out of fiber glass Every time you move like that girl I got to go to Sunday Mass Ohhhhh you're sooooo down home girl I'm gonna to take you to the muddy river and push you in So I can watch the water roll on down your velvet skin I'm gonna take you down to New Orleans down in Dixie land So I can watch you do the second line with an umbrella in your hand Ohhhhh you're sooooo down home girl |
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| 2. |
| 3:08 |
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James River blues
I just heard the awful news I could steer around the rocks But they're bustin' down the docks James River blues That train came on through And the work's gotten slow So where's a boat man to go? I think I'll float on down To Richmond town They don't need us anymore Hauling freight from shore to shore That big iron hauls much more Than we ever could before I've seen good men going wrong I've seen bad ones get it right As that river rolls along I'll be steppin' out tonight On the cool flow Floatin' down, down below The bridge till the waters edge From the ridge to the ledge From the hills to the sea I'll become a memory James River blues James River blues James River blues |
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| 2:14 |
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You told me one You told me two You told me ten thousand lies, little girl You told me ten thousand lies Well you told me more lies Than stars in the sky You'll never get to heaven when you die, little girl You'll never get to heaven when you die Chorus: I'm fallin' on my knees And I'm beggin' you please Won't you come along and stand by me, little girl Won't you come along and stand by me I wished to the Lord That I never had been born That I'd died when I was young, little girl That I'd died when I was young I never would have kissed Your red rosy lips Never heard your lying tongue, little girl No never heard your lying tongue (Chorus) I'm going down that road That long lonesome road So won't you hang down head and cry little girl Oh hang down your little head and cry I give you all my money I give you all my time But you give me the back of your head, little girl Oh you give me the back of your head (Chorus) You'll never never Never never Never never Never never Never get to heaven when you die, little girl No you'll never get to heaven when you die |
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