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| 5:10 |
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| 3. |
| 3:20 |
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| 3:58 | 
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Casey Jones was a brave engineer
He told his fireman to not to fear Says, "All I want, my water and my coal Look out the window, see me drive wheel roll" Early one mornin' came a shower of rain 'Round the curve I seen a passenger train In the cabin was Casey Jones He's a noble engineer, man but he's dead and gone Casey's wife, she got the news She was sittin' on the bedside, she was lacin' up her shoes Said, "Go away, children and hold your breath You're gonna draw a pension after your daddy's dead" "Children, children, get your hat" "Mama, Mama, what you mean by that?" "Get your hat, put it on your head Go down in town, see if your daddy's dead" "Mama, mama, oh, how can it be? My daddy got killed on the old I.C." "Hush your mouth I said and hold your breath You're gonna draw a pension after daddy's dead" Casey said, before he died Fixed the blinds so the boys can't ride If they ride, let 'em ride the rod Trust they lives in the hands of God Casey Jones was a brave engineer He told his fireman to not to fear Says, "All I want, my water and my coal Look out the window, see me drive wheel roll" |
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| 3:16 |
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Well all you ladies gather 'roundThat good sweet candy man's in townIt's the candy manIt's the candy manHe likes a stick of candy just nine inch longHe sells as fast a hog can chew his cornIt's the candy manAll heard what sister Johnson saidShe always takes a candy stick to bedDon't stand close to the candy manHe'll leave a big candy stick in your handHe sold some candy to sister BadThe very next day she took all he hadIf you try his candy, good friend of mineYou sure will want it for a long long timeHis stick candy don't melt awayIt just gets better, so the ladies say
------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By HURT, JOHN S <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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| 3:47 |
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| 7. |
| 2:20 |
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| 8. |
| 3:44 |
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Make me down a pallet on your floor
Make me down Make me a pallet down, soft and low Make me a pallet on your floor Oh make me down Make me down Make me a pallet down, soft and low Make me a pallet on your floor Up the country Up the country by the cold sleet and snow I'm going up the country By the cold sleet and slow No telling how much further I may go Oh make me down Make me down Make me a pallet down, soft and low Make me a pallet on your floor Well sleeping, my back and shoulders tire Way I'm sleeping, my back and shoulders tire The way I'm sleeping, my back and shoulders tired Gonna turn over and try it on the side Oh make me down Make me down Make me a pallet down, soft and low Make me a pallet on your floor Don't you let my good girl catch you here Please don't let my good girl catch you here Oh she might shoot you Might cut and starve you too No telling what she might do Oh make me down Make me down a pallet on your floor Make me a pallet down, soft and low Make me a pallet on your floor |
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| 4:22 |
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| 0:57 |
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| 3:42 |
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This is the 'Coffee Blues', I likes a certain brand
Maxwell's House, it's good till the last drop Just like it says on the can, I used to have a girl Cookin' a good Maxwell House, she moved away Some said to Memphis and some said to Leland But I found her, I wanted her to cook me Some good Maxwell's House, you understand? If I can get me just a spoonful of Maxwell's House Do me much good as two or three cups this other coffee I've got to go to Memphis, bring her back to Leland I wanna see my baby 'bout a lovin' spoonful, my lovin' spoonful Well, I'm just got to have my lovin', I found her Good mornin', baby, how you do this mornin'? Well, please, ma'am, just a lovin' spoon, just a lovin' spoonful I declare, I got to have my lovin' spoonful My baby packed her suitcase and she went away I couldn't let her stay for my lovin', my lovin' spoonful Well, I'm just got to have my lovin' Good mornin', baby, how you do this mornin'? Well, please, ma'am, just a lovin' spoon, just a lovin' spoonful I declare, I got to have my lovin' spoonful Well, the preacher in the pulpit, jumpin' up and down He laid his Bible down for his lovin' Ain't Maxwell House all right? Well, I'm just got to have my lovin' |
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| 2:11 |
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| 5:01 |
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| 4:35 |
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| 3:30 |
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You salty dog
Hey, hey, hey, you salty dog Said, the big fish, little fish swimmin' in the water Come back here, man, gimme my quarter Says, God made a woman, he made 'em mighty funny The lips 'round her mouth, just as sweet as any honey Hey, hey, hey, you salty dog Said, the scardest I ever was in my life Uncle Bud like to caught me kissin' his wife Hey, hey, you salty dog [Incomprehensible] You salty dog Salty dog |
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| 3:07 |
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| 17. |
| 3:10 |
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| 18. |
| 3:32 |
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| 19. |
| 3:34 |
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There's hot time in the old town, down town tonight
Hot times in old town tonight There's hot time in the old town, down town tonight Hot times in old town tonight Oh, come and go with me down in old town tonight It's hot times in old town tonight Yes, come and go with me down in old town tonight Hot time in old town tonight [Incomprehensible] I'm going down to bring my baby back It's hot times in old town, down town tonight Hot times in old town tonight I'm going down with razor, yes, in my hand I'm going down looking for that man It's hot times in the old town, down town tonight Hot times in old town tonight I said, [Incomprehensible] I'm going down to bring my baby back It's hot times in the old town, down town tonight Hot time in old town tonight |
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| 1:55 |
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| 21. |
| 4:28 |
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