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Got me accused of peeping
I can't see a thing Got me accused of petting I can't even raise my hand Bad luck Bad luck is killing me Well, I just can't stand No more of this third degree Got me accused of murder I ain't harmed a man Got me accused of forgery I can't even write my name Bad luck Bad luck is killing me Well, I just can't stand No more of this third degree Got me accused of taxes I ain't got a dime Got me accused of children And ain't nary one of them was mine Bad luck Bad luck is killing me Well, I just can't stand No more of this third degree |
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Rock me baby, rock me slow
Rock me rock like a bow Rock me baby, rock me all night long Want you to rock me, like my back ain't got no bone |
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Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"
Abe says, "Man, you must be putting me on" God say, "No". Abe say, "What?" God say, "You can do what you want Abe, but The next time you see me comin' you better run" Well Abe says, "Where do you want this killing done?" God says, "Out on Highway 61". Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose Welfare Department they wouldn't give him no clothes He asked poor Howard where can I go Howard said there's only one place I know Sam said tell me quick man I got to run Ol' Howard just pointed with his gun And said that way down on Highway 61. Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King I got forty red white and blue shoe strings And a thousand telephones that don't ring Do you know where I can get rid of these things And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son And he said yes I think it can be easily done Just take everything down to Highway 61. Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night Told the first father that things weren't right My complexion she said is much too white He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you're right Let me tell the second mother this has been done But the second mother was with the seventh son And they were both out on Highway 61. Now the rovin' gambler he was very bored He was tryin' to create a next world war He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before But yes I think it can be very easily done We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun And have it on Highway 61. |
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Good morning little schoolgirl, good morning little schoolgirl
Can I go home with, can I go home with you I'll tell your mother and your father, I'm a little schoolboy too Gonna buy me an airplane, gonna buy me an airplane Gonna fly all over, gonna fly all over town, all over town, yes If I don't find my little schoolgirl, ain't gonna set my airplane down ah, yeah Good morning little schoolgirl, ah, I remember way back, I remember way back When I was twelve, baby when I was twelve years old You know I was looking for a schoolgirl just to, eat my jelly roll, yeah G, good morning little schoolgirl, good morning little schoolgirl Can I go home with, can I go home with you, ah, yeah Tell your mother and your father, I'm a little schoolboy, yes a schoolboy |
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Standin' on my front porch
Grabbed her and I kissed her Boy (I) was surprised when I saw her little sister Lights out Lights out I'm glad the lights was out Sister knows (what) it's all about What to do when the lights go out Mother looked at me She was peepin' through the window Way she looked at me you'd have thought I was her sister Lights out Lights out I'm glad the lights was out Sister knows (what) it's all about What to do when the lights go out lovin' on the front porch took mama's swing I can almost hear those weddin' bells ring Lights out Lights out I'm glad the lights was out Sister knows (what) it's all about What to do when the lights go out now we('re) married and we got a little house had to marry little sister 'cause the lights went out Lights out Lights out I'm glad the lights was out Sister knows (what) it's all about What to do when the lights go out now we('re) married and we got a little house had to marry little sister 'cause the lights went out Lights out Lights out I'm glad the lights was out Sister knows (what) it's all about What to do when the lights go out |
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Did you ever look to see who is left around?
When I think about the past it only brings me down Everyone I thought was cool is six feet under ground Make love in the grass while the sun is shining down They tried to get me lots of times and now they're It feels so good your long blond hair baby Coming after you I got out and I'm here to say When you're down low make me shake make the whole earth quake Baby you can get out to I'm Still alive and well So everyone will know I'm still alive and well I'm still alive and well every now and then its kind of hard To tell I'm still alive and well |
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It was early in the mornin', I heard the rooster call for day
It was early in the mornin', I heard the rooster call for day I looked out my window and saw my baby walk away I cried Lord please stop her, ain't gonna get drunk no more Yeah, I cried Lord please stop her, ain't gonna get drunk no more I was out my window, come back baby, please don't go I know she heard me callin', she looked back and waved her hand I know she heard me callin', she looked back and waved her hand, yeah I heard her tell her mother, that golfer was no good man, yeah Watch out, watch out Well, I was fine baby, leave her, mother held by the hand I was fine baby, leave her mother held by the hand I'd give anything I have to just see that little girl again |
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When I was young boy
I thought I had that touch I wanted to play that guitar so much Now I´m a man and I got no ooh Now I´m playing, playing son of gun They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar And I´m gonna play in your town Gonna play some blues Gonna play some rock´n´roll And trial up some several pretty girls so Gonna play some slow and play some best Gonna have a ball as long as best They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar And I´m gonna play in your town You get the girl And hold her close to you But you better get her before I do We gonna have some fun before we´re through I´ll play that guitar Especially just for you They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar And I´m gonna play in your town They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar They call me Johnny Guitar And I´m gonna play in your town |
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Tin Pan Alley is a dirty place
The very place my baby loves to stay Tin Pan Alley blues is killin' me It's killin' me I met a women down there I really want to see She little and cute, she's young and wild I just want to hold her in my arm for a little while So that the Tin Pan Alley blues will let me be Let me be 'Cause [Incomprehensible] If you only would agree You see I love you for yourself Your just the kind of women That don't seam to care Tin Pan Alley, baby must be your home Well, nothing down there, baby But blood and bones Yes, yes Tin Pan Alley, it's way across town People like to kick the dog When the sun goes down Tell you baby Please make it up in your mind Because a women like you darling Is sure hard to find |
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She's a mean mistreater
She mistreat me all the time She's a mean mistreater Little gal mistreat me all the time I just had to quit you, baby Heavy on my mind She's a mean mistreater And she don't mean me no good She's a mean mistreater And she don't mean me no good I don't blame you, baby I'd be the same way if I could Remember the Monday morning You were laid out across my bed Drinkin' moonshine, baby And talking all out of your head Remember, remember, baby When you were layin' out across my bed You know you were drinkin' moonshine, baby And talking all out your head Oh yeah And you're lonesome, baby When you're stupid by yourself The one you love will never settle down And you're lonesome and you're lonesome When you're sleeping by yourself The one you're in love with Goes to lovin' someone else |
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