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If it's good enough for Granddad
It's good enough for me. The way it was that's the way it's got to be. He told me all about the good times that he had. Even when the times were sad. What's good enough for grandad. He's been to all kinds of places Been to every old foreign land Ain't a man alive shuck and jive Better than Granddad can! All the good times that he had. If they were good enough for Granddad, They're good enough for me. |
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| 2. |
| 2:38 |
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I sing a song about clouds and rainbows
I hum a tune that sings like a dove. Rhyme some words about anything Anything but love. I paint a picture of my prison With blue and grey from the skies above Framed and signed with the title "Anything but Love." He had to go but I won't miss him I have got better things to do Like writing stories and painting pictures Of anything but love. I write a story about a couple Steal a plot from an old movie You can tell what inspired it Anything but love. |
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| 3. |
| 3:03 |
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Broadway hasn't been the same
Since we found lover's lane Standing on the corner of fourth and main Dreaming of you way downtown in lover's lane Sun is down, moon is bright Lover's gonna stroll all night Way downtown in lover's lane Well getting high on bourbon and champagne Cannot compare to what we shared down in lover'slane Standing on the corner of fourth and main Still cannot match the thrill of lover's lane Sun is down, moon is bright Lover's gonna stroll all night Way downtown in lover's lane Well Broadway really ain't quite the same Since you and I found lover's lane Standing on the corner of fourth and main Dreaming of you way downtown in lover's lane All the world is fast asleep She'll be jumping of lover's leap With some other fella doiwn in lover's lane With some other fella down in lover's lane With some other fella |
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| 4. |
| 2:24 | 
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| 5. |
| 2:53 |
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She:
Anywhere old Prince Nez goes That's where I go too He clears up a stormy sky, Whenever he's by my side. Everything's nearer, everything's clearer Everything's so divine. I don't care what momma sez Prince Nez I'm gonna make you mine. He: Anywhere old Prince Nez goes That's where she goes too! Always so debonair. Flirting with such a flair. (Oh you dog!) Everything's hazy, everything's crazy Everything's up in the air. My gal sez she loves Prince Nez But I really don't care. |
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| 2:39 |
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Put a lid on it
What's that you say? Put a lid on it Oh man, no way Put a lid down on it, and everything will be all right. Put a lid on it Don't hand me that Put a lid on it I'm all right, Jack Put a lid down on it, before somebody starts a fight. Say, every time I turn it loose you cats Come down and cook my goose When I start I just can't stop But if you keep this up you're gonna blow your top! Put a lid on it Too late this time Put a lid on it I've got to get what's mine Put a lid down on it, and everything will be all right. Well, grab your drink and clear a space I think it's time to torch this place Now the girl's in overdrive But some of your pals want to stay alive! I'll put a lid on it I'll put a lid down on it Save it for another night |
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| 7. |
| 3:11 |
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In the afterlife
You could be headed for the serious strife Now you make the scene all day But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay In the afterlife You could be headed for the serious strife Now you make the scene all day But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay People listen attentively I mean about future calamity I used to think the idea was obsolete Until I heard the old man stamping his feet This is a place where eternally Fire is applied to the body Teeth are extruded and bones are ground And baked into cakes which are passed around In the afterlife You could be headed for the serious strife Now you make the scene all day But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay Beauty, talent, fame, money, refinement , job skill and brain But all the things you try to hide Will be revealed on the other side. In the afterlife You could be headed for the serious strife Now you make the scene all day (MEET THE FURNACE) But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay (yessisisisis it is HOT) Now the D and A and the M and the N and the A And the T and the I-O-N Lose your face Lose your name Then get fitted for a suit of flames. Now the D and A and the M and the N and the A And the T and the I-O-N Lose your face Lose your name Then get fitted for a suit of flames. |
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| 3:52 |
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Your momma never told you
How you were 'sposed to treat a girl. Your poppa never told you and Now you're all alone out in the world. Sirens are screaming Inside the winding sheets are pale. Devils are dreaming Dreaming of the blue angel. Now I lay me down to sleep But troubled dreams are all I find. Pray the Lord my soul to keep Pray so I won't lose my mind. Streetlights come streaming On wings tonight, I'll soon set sail. Devils are dreaming Dreaming of a blue angel. Your momma's going to take it hard You always were your momma's boy. Your laying in the graveyard Now you're not your momma's joy. Silence is screaming I'll bat an eye and cast my spell. Devils are dreaming Dreaming of a blue angel. Devils are dreaming Dreaming of a blue angel. (3x's) |
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| 4:14 |
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That low down man of mine
Mistreats me all the time He says he loves me only then turns around and leaves me sad and lonely If he could see through my eyes and be the one who cries he, he would see he would never be that low down man of mine That low down man with his low down ways I know he'll go someday I'll wait till when the story's ending It won't be long, but from now on If he could see through my eyes and be the one who cries he, he would see he would never be that low down man of mine If he could see through my eyes and be the one who cries he, he would see he'd come back to me that low down man |
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| 10. |
| 3:32 |
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Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise
This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes: Rooms were made for carpets, Towers made for spires, Ships were made for cannonade fire off from inside them (Chorus): Gwine to run all night Gwine to run all day Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day no, no, no (End Chorus) (Chorus) Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes: Ships were made for sinking, Whiskey made for drinking, If we were made of cellophane, we'd all get stinking drunk quite faster ha, ha, ha (Chorus) (Chorus) |
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| 2:59 |
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| 12. |
| 3:04 |
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In a line at a cafe
I overheard a waitress say 'These cats is broke, I knows 'em Through 'em out the doors and close 'em' Still look saggy, for so low This occupation's got to go Up pulls the limo, up goes the thrill The suits are picking up the bill It's alright for them to tag along It's just one bill their tagging on I'll find some way to get along The business suits to the rescue So nice doing business with you Do we really hate the clock When we realize that 'Oh, their selling down for the deal' The suits are picking up, the suits are picking up the bill I cannot say from where I'm standing My friends have passed out on the landing Yes, one too many has left us high and dry I've been feeling down, since the suits got back in town |
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| 3:09 |
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| 14. |
| 2:49 |
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All the birds up in the trees have got a different song to sing
And as birds learned now they've learned that swing They've been Pallin' with Al (me too) Down below at the candy shop, theyre still workin at that same old chore But the stuff heres sweeter than it was before You know why people, Pallin with Al Who's that man who's got that sentemental swing Plays that mess just like it doesn't mean a thing Gather round you all and watch him Watch him pluck those strings People, when he gets that right hand pumpin' All those kiddies got to start buck jumpin' Listen now and dont forget If you go for that solid jive You can always keep the dream alive Be bop a doo bop a bee ba doo way |
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| 3:55 |
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Tonight I will dream
Far below the fading light My dream is for you My arms were made to hold you tight Now the time has come The time has come |
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| 16. |
| 3:12 |
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Down in the country where I was born,
We'd go to church ev'ry Sunday mornin', Then in the evening the lights would fade, These are the words that my mama said: "Children I hope you sleep tight, And don't let the bedbugs bite, If you should die before you wake, Pray good God your soul will take." (Don't let the bedbugs bite ya, [children] Don't let the bedbugs bite ya, [children] Don't let the bedbugs bite ya.) Preacher would tell us that the lord was good, All us little children should knock on wood, Preacher would tell us 'bout the angels and saints, Grandfather taught us 'bout the spooks and [inaudable], He said: "(Don't let the bedbugs bite ya, [children] Don't let the bedbugs bite ya, [no, no] Don't let the bedbugs bite ya.)" Then I'd pull the covers up over my head, Stop thinkin' 'bout the things underneath the bed, Thunder and the lightnin' begin to boom, Somebody's knockin', but nobody's home. (Don't let the bedbugs bite ya, [children] Don't let the bedbugs bite ya, [children] Don't let the bedbugs bite ya, [no, no] Don't let the bedbugs bite ya.)[x2] |
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| 3:25 |
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Hey there baby
I have gotten some news for you You think you're something out of sight to take me out every night take me out show me everything but you won't do the right thing Baby wants a diamond to have and hold a diamond ring with a band of gold string of pearls are so nice but it ain't worth a trip to paradise your weary romance is much too slow you gotta give up o that dough Baby wants a diamond to have and hold a diamond ring with a band of gold |
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| 18. |
| 4:12 |
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Hush little baby
don't say a word Mama's gonna stop all your crying your time with us has just begun Hush little baby don't cry Quiet little baby don't say a thing Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring daddy will sing you a lullaby hush little baby don't cry you're in all my dreams I dream both night and day you're just what it means I can't begin to say you're in all my dreams you're in all my schemes you're in all my dreams I dream both night and day you're just what it means I can't begin to say you're in all my dreams you're in all my schemes you're in all my dreams |
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