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Roly Poly
Eatin' corn and taters Hungry every minute of the day Roly Poly Gnawin' on a biscuit As long as he can chew it it's okay He can eat an apple pie And never even bat an eye He likes anything from soup to hay Roly Poly Daddy's little fatty I bet he's gonna be a man someday Roly Poly Scrambled eggs for breakfast Bread and jelly twenty times a day Roly Poly He eats a hearty dinner He needs lots of strength to sing and play He's up at dawn to do the chores And he runs both ways through all the stores He works up an appetite that way Roly Poly Daddy's little fatty Fatty's gonna be a man someday |
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from The Little Willies - The Little Willies (2006)
Treat me like a fool,
Treat me mean and cruel, But love me. Wring my faithful heart, Tear it all apart, But love me. If you ever go, Darling, I'll be oh so lonely I'll be sad and blue, Crying over you, dear only. I would beg and steal Just to feel your heart Beatin' so close to mine If you ever go, Darling, I'll be oh so lonely I'll be sad and blue, Crying over you, dear only. I would beg and steal Just to feel your heart Beatin' so close to mine If you ever go, Darling, I'll be oh so lonely Beggin' on knees, All I ask is please, please love me Oh yeah |
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from The Little Willies - The Little Willies (2006)
I was runnin' thru the summer rain,
waiting for the evenin' train to kill that old familiar pain weavin' thru my tangled brain when I tipped my bottle back and smacked into a cop I didn't see That policeman said "Mister Cool, if you ain't drunk, then you're a fool" I said "If that's against the law, then tell me why I never saw no man locked in this jail of yours who wasn't just as low down poor as me?" And that was when someone turned out the lights Yes and I wound up in jail to spend the night and dream of all the wine and lonely girls in this best of all possible worlds Next mornin' I woke up feelin' like my head was really gone And like my thick old tongue was lickin' something sick and wrong I said "I'd sell my soul for something about as wet and cold as this old cell" That kindly jailer looked at me, all eaten up with sympathy Then poured himself another beer and came and whispered in my ear "If booze was just a dime a bottle boy, you couldn't even buy the smell" I said "I knew there was something I liked about this town" Oh but it takes more than that to bring me down 'cause there's still a lot of wine and lonely girls in this best of all possible worlds Well they finally came and told me they was a gonna set me free And I'd be leavin' town if I knew what was good for me I said "It's nice to learn that everybody's so concerned about my health" But I won't be leavin' no more quicker than I can 'Cause I've enjoyed about as much of this as I can stand And I don't need this town of yours no more than I never needed nothin' else" 'Cause there's still a lot of drinks that I ain't drunk Yes and lots of pretty thoughts that I ain't thunk Oh yes there's still a lot of wine and lonely girls in this best of all possible worlds in this best of all possible worlds in this best of all possible worlds |
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from The Little Willies - The Little Willies (2006)
If I had no place to fall
and I needed to could I count on you to lay me down? I'd never tell you no lies I don't believe it's wise you've got pretty eyes won't you spin me 'round I ain't much of a lover it's true I'm here then I'm gone and I'm forever blue but I'm sure wanting you Skies full of silver and gold try to hide the sun but it can't be done least not for long And if we help each other grow while the light of day shines down our way then we can't go wrong Time, she's a fast old train she's here then she's gone and she won't come again won't you take my hand If I had no place to fall and I needed to could I count on you to lay me down? |
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from The Little Willies - The Little Willies (2006)
Like an old machine
Sputtering along Wheels don't turn as fast as they used to Sometimes you take a right Find out that it's wrong Don't know the difference in a way It ain't for now and then Always help me find my way again Another restless day Looking for a sign Another wasted afternoon Maybe even though The thought is on my mind Don't mean that I won't see it soon It ain't if for now and then Always help me find my way again So won't you roll on Sweet baby, roll on Roll on Sweet baby, roll on Keep on rolling Sweet baby, roll on Lead the way again It ain't if for now and then Always help me find my way again Won't you roll on Sweet baby, roll on Roll on Sweet baby, roll on Keep on rolling Sweet baby, roll on Lead the way again Oh, lead the way again |
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from The Little Willies - The Little Willies (2006)
Well I gotta get drunk and I sure do dread it
cause I know just what I'm gonna do I'll start to spend my money call everybody honey and wind up singing the blues I'll spend my whole paycheck on some old wreck and brother I can name you a few But I gotta get drunk and I sure do dread it cause I know just what I'm gonna do I gotta get drunk I just can't stay sober there's a lot of good people in town Who'd like to hear me holler see me spend my dollars And I wouldn't think of lettin' 'em down There's a lot of doctors that tell me that I'd better start slowin' it down But there's more old drunkers than there are old doctors So I guess we'd better have another round I gotta get drunk I just can't stay sober there's a lot of good people in town Who'd like to hear me holler see me spend my dollars And I wouldn't think of lettin' 'em down There's a lot of doctors that tell me that I'd better start slowin' it down But there's more old drunkers than there are old doctors So I guess we'd better have another round Well I gotta get drunk and I sure do dread it cause I know just what I'm gonna do I'll start to spend my money call everybody honey and wind up singing the blues I'll spend my whole paycheck on some old wreck and brother I can name you a few But I gotta get drunk and I sure do dread it cause I know just what I'm gonna do |
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from The Little Willies - The Little Willies (2006)
Well I sold the farm to take my woman
Where she wanted to be We left our friends and all our kin Back there in Tennessee And I bought those one way tickets She had often begged me for And they took us to the streets of Baltimore Well her heart was filled with gladness When she saw those city lights She said the prettiest place on earth was Baltimore at night Well a man feels proud to give his woman What she's longing for And I kinda liked the streets of Baltimore Well I got myself a factory job I ran an old machine And I bought a little cottage In a neighborhood serene And every night when I came home With every muscle sore She'd drag me through the streets of Baltimore Well I tried my best to bring her back To what she used to be But I soon learned she loved those bright lights More than she loved me So I'm going back on that same train That brought me here before While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore |
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from The Little Willies - The Little Willies (2006)
Lost in the conversation
It was hard to say goodnight Standing at the station, tossing it all around Easy as the rain came down Both of us were used to losing Guess we had some tales to tell Suddenly they seemed amusing, till it came Easy as the rain came in When the train pulled in I knew right then You weren't going anywhere And when the train pulled out There was no doubt Left in our minds That was many years ago dear Though they haven't all been kind They take on a certain glow when I hear the sound Rain falling on the ground Easy as the rain came down Lost in the conversation It was hard to say goodnight Standing at the station, tossing it all around Easy as the rain came down Easy as the rain came down |
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from The Little Willies - The Little Willies (2006)
Along about eighteen and twenty-five
I left Tennessee very much alive I never would have got through the Arkansas mud If I hadn't been a-ridin on the Tennessee stud I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa One of her brothers was a bad outlaw I sent her a letter by my Uncle Fud And I rode away on the Tennessee stud The Tennessee stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud One day I was ridin' in the beautiful land And ran smack into an Indian band They jerked their knives with a whoop and a yell But I rode away like a bat out of hell Well I circled their camp for a time or two And showed what a Tennessee hoss could do And them redskin boys never got my blood 'Cause I was a-ridin' on the Tennessee stud The Tennessee stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud We drifted on down into no man's land We crossed the river called the Rio Grande I raced my hoss with the Spaniards bold Till I got me a skin full of silver and gold Me and a gambler we couldn't agree We got in a fight over Tennessee We jerked our guns, he fell with a thud And I got away on the Tennessee stud The Tennessee stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud Well, I got as lonesome as a man can be Dreamin' of my girl in Tennessee The Tennessee stud's green eyes turned blue 'Cause he was a-dneamin' of a sweetheart too We loped on back across Arkansas I whipped her brother and I whipped her pa I found that girl with the golden hair And she was ridin' on a Tennessee mare The Tennessee stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud Stirrup to stirrup and side by side We crossed the mountains and the valleys wide We came to Big Muddy and we forded the flood On the Tennessee mare and the Tennessee stud Pretty little baby on the cabin floor Little hoss colt playin' 'round the door I love the girl with golden hair And the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee mare The Tennessee stud was long and lean The color of the sun and his eyes were green He had the nerve and he had the blood And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud |
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from The Little Willies - The Little Willies (2006)
When the evenin' sun goes down
You will find me hangin' 'round The nightlife ain't no good life But it's my life Many people just like me Dreaming of old used to bes The nightlife ain't no good life But it's my life Listen to the blues they're playing Ohhh listen to what the blues are saying Ohhh mine is just another scene From the world of broken dreams You know the nightlife ain't no good life But it's my life Ohhh when the evenin' sun goes down You would find me hangin' 'round Oh the nightlife Ain't no good life But it's my life Many people just like me Dreaming of old used to bes You know the nightlife ain't no good life But it's my life Ohhhh the nightlife Ain't no good life But it's my life |
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from The Little Willies - The Little Willies (2006)
We were drivin through West Texas
The land of beef and pork Where they tend the hides of leather We wear back in New York In a pasture, along a roadside Behind a brokedown shack On a dusky side of evening We saw a figure dressed in black And we don't mean to sound like we're trippin But we swear to God We saw Lou Reed cow tippin Cow tippin Hey Lou, "Is that you?" She said as we pulled to the shoulder He just said, "Go screw." And then he turned and tipped one over Under a spitshine Western sky The color of blue varnish Hey it's like Fellini Actually I'm thinkin more like Jim Jarmusch And we can't say how much we've been sippin But we swear to God We saw Lou Reed cow tippin Cow tippin I got cops on the cell I said I got a little story to tell Lou Reed is in the cow pen They said, Oh no! Not again! And we hope our perceptions isn't slippin But we swear to God We saw Lou Reed cow tippin Cow tippin Cow tippin Cow tippin Cow tippin You really think that was Lou Reed? Cow tippin I'm sure it was, he was wearing black Levis Cow tippin I thought he was a vegetarian Cow tippin He's just tippin them over, he wasn't eating them Cow tippin Oh Cow tippin |
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