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| 2:11 | 
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I'm a honky tonk man, and I cain't seem to stop.
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox. But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone Callin' he-ey moma can you're daddy come home? I'm livin' fast and dangerously, but I've got plenty of company. When the moon comes up and the sun goes down That's when I wanna see the lights of town. chorusx2 It takes a purdy little gal and a jug of wine, That's what it takes to make a honky tonk mind. With the jukebox a moanin' a honky tonk sound That's when I wanna lay my money down. chorus |
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| 2. |
| 2:49 |
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Way up north to Alaska, way up north to Alaska North to Alaska, go north, the rush is on. North to Alaska, go north, the rush is on. Big Sam left Seattle in the year of '92. With George Pratt his partner, and brother Billy too. They crossed the Yukon River, and found a bonanza gold. Below that old white mountain, just a little southeast of Nome. Sam crossed the majestic mountains to the valleys far below. He talked to his team of huskies as they mushed on through the snow. With the Northern Lights a runnin' wild in the Land of the Midnight Sun. Yes Sam McCord was a mighty man in the year of nineteen-one. Where the river is winding, big nuggets they're finding, North to Alaska, go north, the rush is on. (chorus) George turned to Sam with his gold in his hand. Said 'Sam you're a lookin' at a lonely, lonely man. I'd trade all the gold that's buried in this land For one small band of golden place on sweet little Jenny's hand. 'Cause a man needs a woman to love him all the time. Remember Sam a true love is so hard to find. I'd build for my Jenny a honeymoon home. Below that old white mountain just a little southeast of Nome.' Where the river is windin', big nuggets they're findin' North to Alaska, we've gone north, the rush is on. North to Alaska, we've gone north, the rush is on. (chorus) |
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| 3. |
| 3:14 |
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In may of nineteen forty-one the war had just begun
The germans had the biggest ships That had the biggest guns The Bismark was the fastest ship That ever sailed the seas On her deck were guns as big as steers And shells as big as trees Out of the cold and foggy night Came the british ship the Hood And ev'ry british seaman he knew and understood They had to sink the Bismark the terror of the sea Stop those guns as big as steers And those shells as big as trees We'll find that german battleship That's makin' such a fuss We gotta sink the Bismark 'Cause the world depends on us Hit the decks a-runnin' boys And spin those guns around When we find the Bismark we gotta cut her down The Hood found the Bismark and on that fatal day The Bismark started firin' fifteen miles away We gotta sink the Bismark was the battle sound But when the smoke had cleared away The mighty Hood went down For six long days and weary nights They tried to find her trail Churchill told the people put ev'ry ship a-sail 'Cause somewhere on that ocean I know she's gotta be We gotta sink the Bismark to the bottom of the sea We'll find that german battleship That's makin' such a fuss We gotta sink the Bismark 'Cause the world depends on us Hit the decks a-runnin' boys And spin those guns around When we find the Bismark we gotta cut her down The fog was gone the seventh day And they saw the mornin' sun Ten hours away from homeland The Bismark made its run The admiral of the british fleet said Turn those bows around We found that german battleship And we're gonna cut her down The british guns were aimed And the shells were comin' fast The first shell hit the Bismark They knew she couldn't last That mighty german battleship is just a memory Sink the Bismark was the battle cry That shook the seven seas We found that german battleship Was makin' such a fuss We had to sink the Bismark 'Cause the world depends on us We hit the deck a-runnin' and We spun those guns around We found the mighty Bismark And then we cut her down We found that german battleship Was makin' such a fuss We had to sink the Bismark 'Cause the world depends on us We hit the deck a-runnin' and We spun those guns around We found the mighty Bismark And then we cut her down |
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| 4. |
| 2:31 |
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In 1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip We took a little bacon and we took a little beans And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico We looked down the river and we've seen the British come And there must have been a hunnerd of 'em beatin on the drum They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring We stood behind our cotton bales 'n' didn't say a thing We fired our guns and the British kept on comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Ol' Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise If we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eye We held our fire 'till we seed their faces well Then we opened up the squirrel guns and really gave em Well we Fired our guns and the British kept on comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Well they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico We fired our cannon till the barrel melted down So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round We filled his head with cannonballs and powered his behind And when we touched the powder off the gator lost his mind We fired our guns and the British kept on comin' There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago We fired once more and they began to runnin' On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico Yeah they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico 3, 4 Sound off, 3, 4 |
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| 2:36 |
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I mushed from Port Barren through a blizzard of snow
Been out prospecting for two years or so Pulled into Fairbanks the city was a boon So I took a little stroll to the Red Dog Saloon As I walked in the door the music was clear The prettiest voice I had heard in two years The song she was singin' made a man's blood run cold When it's springtime in Alaska it's forty below (When it's springtime in Alaska it's forty below) It was red headed Lil who was singin' so sweet I reached down and took the snowpacks off my feet I reached for the gal who was singin' the tune We did the Escimo hop all around the saloon Where the cariboo crawl and the grizzly bear hug we did our dance on a Kodiac rug The song she kept singing made a man's blood run cold When it's springtime in Alaska it's forty below [ banjo ] I was as innocent as I could be I didn't know Lil was big Ed's wife to be He took out his knife and he gave it a throw When it's springtime in Alaska I'll be six feet below (When it's springtime in Alaska he'll be six feet below) |
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| 2:04 |
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I'M COMING HOME
Get your face all pretty and your hair done right Cause we're gonna do the town tonight Well I'm comin' into town and right on time I still got your lovin' on my mind I'm a coming home I gotta make some love I'm a coming home sweet turtle dove I'm a coming home to make sweet love to you Well I see down the road there's a big truck stop They got a pretty little waitress with the carrot top She's pretty as a doll pretty as can be But don't you worry honey she ain't nothin' to me I'm a coming home I gotta make some love I'm a coming home sweet turtle dove I'm a coming home to make sweet love to you [guitar] Well I came to a hill and the truck looked down Throwed in low and she's huggin' the ground Scratchin' gears but I'm goin' again I'm comin' home baby I'm doggin' it in I'm a coming home I gotta make some love I'm a coming home sweet turtle dove I'm a coming home to make sweet love to you Get your face all pretty and your hair done right Cause we're gonna do the town tonight Well I'm comin' into town right on time I still got your lovin' on my mind I'm a coming home I gotta make some love I'm a coming home sweet turtle dove I'm a coming home to make sweet love to you |
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| 2:39 |
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Well way down yonder on Candy Creek
I whittled out a fiddle from a wagon seat. I tune fiddle and I rub my bow. Play a little tune wherever I go. (chorus) Sleepy-eyed John, you better get yore britches on Sleepy-eyed John better tie your shoe. Sleepy-eyed John, you better goet your britches on. Try to get to heaven 'for the devil gets to you. Now Sleepy-eyed John he had a wooden leg. The wooden leg was nothing but a little wooden peg. With one shoe off and one shoe on Do the double-shuffle 'till the cows come home. chorus Over the hickory and down the pine The racoon left and the old hound whined. John said 'Sick 'em', and the racoon left. They crossed Green River in a minute and a half. chorus I took 20 dollars for to build a fence. I took my money and I ain't worked since. I sold my buggy and I sold my plow. I wouldn't take a dollar for my journey now. chorus |
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| 2:20 |
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You fought all the way
Johnny Reb, Johnny Reb You fought all the way, Johnny Reb Saw you a-marchin' with Robert E. Lee You held your head high tryin' to win the victory You fought for your folks, but you didn't die in vain Even tho' you lost they speak highly of your name, 'cause You fought all the way Johnny Reb, Johnny Reb You fought all the way, Johnny Reb I heard your teeth chatter from the cold outside Saw the bullets open up the wounds in your side I saw the young boys as they began to fall You had tears in your eyes 'cause you couldn't help at all, but You fought all the way Johnny Reb, Johnny Reb You fought all the way, Johnny Reb I saw Gen'ral Lee raise a sabre in his hand Heard the cannons roar as you made your last stand You marched in the battle of the Grey and the Red When the cannon smoke cleared, took days to count the dead, 'cause You fought all the way Johnny Reb, Johnny Reb You fought all the way, Johnny Reb When Honest Abe heard the news about your fall The folks thought he'd call a great vict'ry ball But he asked the band to play the song Dixie For you, Johnny Reb, and all that you believe You fought all the way Johnny Reb, Johnny Reb Yeah, you fought all the way, Johnny Reb You fought all the way Johnny Reb, Johnny Reb You fought all the way, Johnny Reb |
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| 2:21 |
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Well I went out a fishin' to make a little mon.
To take to Cajulina so we could have some fun. On the way back, I knocked a hole in my bow. I got a hole in my pirogue, I can't go see my gal. (chorus) The purtiest sight that you ever have seen Is a moonlight night down in New Orleans. I'm up the river, just around the bend. I got a hole in my pirogue, I just cain't hold it in. Well Catelina's waitin' with tears in her eyes. Munchin' and a crunchin' on a crawfish pie. I smell a feeling floatin' through the air I got a hole in my pirogue, I can't go see my Cher. chorus Yeah I'm here on the bayou, sittin' all alone With a busted bottom and I cain't pole it home. Cajulina's waitin' lonesome as can be. I got a hole in my pirogue, I cain't go see my she. chorus |
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