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Salesman talking to me tried to run me up a creek
Says you can buy it, go on try it, you can pay me next week Uh-uh, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Blonde haired, good lookin' tryin' to get me hooked Wants me to marry, settle down and get a home and and write a book Uh-uh, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Pay phone, somethin' wrong, dime gone, Well me ought to sue the operator for tellin' me a tale Uh-uh, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Been to Vietnam, been a fightin' in the war Army bar, army chow, army clothes, army car Uh-uh, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Workin' in the fillin' station, too many tasks Wipe the windo', check the tires, check the oil, dole the gas Uh-uh, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Blonde haired, good lookin' tryin' to get me hooked Wants me to marry, get a home, settle down and and write a book Uh-uh, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Too much monkey business, too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, too much monkey business, Too much monkey business, too much monkey business, |
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Well, I quit my job down at the car wash,
Left my mama a goodbye note, By sundown I'd left Kingston, With my guitar under my coat, I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis, Got a room at the YMCA, For the next three weeks I went huntin' them night clubs Lookin' for a place to play, Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on fire, But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man. Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death down in Memphis, I run outta money and luck, So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia, On a overloaded poultry truck, I thumbed on down to Panama City, Started pickin' out some o' them all night bars, Hopin' I could make myself a dollar, Makin' music on my guitar, I got the same old story at them all night piers, There ain't no room around here for a guitar man (We don't need a guitar man, son) So I slept in the hobo jungles, Roamed a thousand miles of track, Till I found myself in Mobile Alabama, At a club they call Big Jack's, A little four-piece band was jammin', So I took my guitar and I sat in, I showed 'em what a band would sound like, With a swingin' little guitar man. (Show 'em, son) If you ever take a trip down to the ocean, Find yourself down around Mobile, Make it on out to a club called Jack's, If you got a little time to kill, Just follow that crowd of people, You'll wind up out on his dance floor, Diggin' the finest little five-piece group, Up and down the Gulf of Mexico, Guess who's leadin' that five-piece band, Well, wouldn't ya know, it's that swingin' little guitar man. |
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If today was not an endless highway
If tonight was not an endless trail If tomorrow wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all Yes and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear her heart softly pounding If only she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again I can't see my reflection in the water I can't speak the sounds that show no pain I can't hear the echo of my footsteps I can't remember the sound of my own name Yes and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear her heart softly pounding If only she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again There's beauty in the silver singing river There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else could match the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes Yes and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear her heart softly pounding If only she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again If today was not an endless highway If tonight was not an endless trail If tomorrow wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all Yes and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear her heart softly pounding If only she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again Mmm, hmm Mmm, hmm Mmm, hmm |
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Now, I'm a U.S. Male 'cause I was born
In a Mississippi town on a Sunday morn Now Mississippi just happens to occupy a place In the southeastern portion of this here United States Now that's a matter of fact, buddy And you know it well So I just call myself the U.S. Male That's M-A-L-E, son. That's me! Now I said all that to say all this I've been watchin' the way You've been watchin' my miss For the last three weeks you been hot on her trail And you kinda upset this U.S. Male You touch her once with your greasy hands I'm gonna stretch your neck like a long rubber band She's wearin' a ring that I bought her on sale And that makes her the property of this U.S. Male You better not mess with the U.S. Male my friend The U.S. Male gets mad, he's gonna do you in You know what's good for yourself son You better find somebody else son Don't tamper with the property of the U.S. Male Through the rain and the heat and the sleet and the snow The U.S. Male is on his toes Quit watchin' my woman, for that ain't wise You ain't pullin' no wool over this boy's eyes I catch you 'round my woman, champ I'm gonna leave your head 'bout the shape of a stamp Kinda flattened out, so you'll do well To quit playin' games with this U.S. Male You better not mess with the U.S. Male my friend The U.S. Male gets mad, he's gonna do you in You know what's good for yourself son You better find somebody else son Don't tamper with the property of the U.S. Male Sock it to me All right...now I'm gonna tell it like it is son I catch you messin' 'round with that woman of mine I'm gonna lay one on ya. You're talkin' to the U.S. Male The American U.S. Male |
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Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call?
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call? Can't you hear me when I call? Well you ain't so big, you know you're just tall that's all, All right Well you got me workin' boss man Workin' round the clock I wanna little drink of water But you won't let big Al stop Big boss man now can't you hear me when I call? All right I said you ain't so big, you know you're just tall that's all Big boss man, why can't you hear me when I call? All right You know you ain't so big, I said you're just tall that's all, All right I'm gonna get me a boss man One who's gonna treat me right I work hard in the day time Rest easy at night Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call? Can't you hear me when I call? I said you ain't so big, you're just tall that's all I'm gonna get me a boss man One that's gonna treat me right I work hard in the evenin' Rest easy at night Big boss man, big boss man, can't you hear me when I call? I said you ain't so big, you're just tall that's all All right, big boss man It's all right |
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Love letters straight from your heart
Keep us so near while apart I'm not alone in the night When I can have all the love you write I memorize every line And I kiss the name that you sign And darling then I read again right from the start Love letters straight from your heart |
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Fools fall in love in a hurry
Fools give their hearts much too soon Just put in two bars of stardust Just hang out one silly moon Oh! They've got their love torches burning When they should be playing it cool I used to laugh but now I'm the same Take a look at a brand new fool Fools fall in love just like schoolgirls Blinded by rose colored dreams They build their castles on wishes With only rainbows for beams Oh! They're making plans for the future When they should be right back in school I used to laugh but now I'm the same Take a look at a brand new fool All right! They've got their love torches burning When they should be playing it cool I used to laugh but now I'm the same Take a look at a brand new fool Take a look at a brand new fool |
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Put on your red dress baby 'cause we're going out tonight, oh yeah!
Put on your red dress baby 'cause we're going out tonight, yeah! Well now wear some boxing gloves in case some fool might start a fight You know what I'm sayin' Put on your hi-heel sneakers, put your wig hat on your head, oh yeah! Put on your hi-heel sneakers, slap that wig right on your head, yeah! Well I'm pretty sure now baby, pretty soon you're gonna knock 'em dead Oh gonna mess around baby All right! Da da da da... Put on your red dress baby 'cause we're going out tonight, oh yeah! Put on your red dress baby 'cause we're going out tonight, yeah! Well now wear some boxing gloves in case some fool might start a fight You know what I'm sayin' Put on your hi-heel sneakers, put your wig hat on your head, oh yeah! Put on your hi-heel sneakers, slap that wig right on your head, yeah! Well I'm pretty sure now baby, pretty soon you're gonna knock 'em dead Walk around baby! Da da da... Put on your hi-heel sneakers, put your wig hat on your head, oh yeah! Put on your hi-heel sneakers, slap that wig right on your head, yeah! Well I'm pretty sure now baby, pretty soon you're gonna knock 'em dead All right take it home baby! Da da da... |
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Janie, Janie, Janie, Janie, Jane Jane
Janie, Janie, Janie, Janie, Jane Jane Down in the alley, just you and me We're going bowlin' till half past three Just rockin' and reelin', we'll get that feelin' Down in the alley, oh baby gee I wake you now and dig you later 'cause you're a fine sweet potato We'll have a ball and that ain't all Down in the alley, just you and me The clock is striking a mournful sound This time of evening my love comes down That's when I'm missin' your kind of kissin' Down in the alley, that's where I'll be Down in the alley, we sure have fun We just get started 'bout half past one So if you're 'round just come on down Down in the alley and you will see |
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I am yours and you are mine, come what may
Love like ours remains divine, come what may Even though we're miles apart You're living in my lonely heart At night the teardrops start and pour the long long day I keep your picture near me since you went away I plant a kiss upon your lips each night and day Bear in mind and you will find a heart that is true And I'll be here with you come what may All right! I keep your picture near me since you went away I plant a kiss upon your lips each night and day Bear in mind and you will find a heart that is true And I'll be here with you come what may And I'll be here with you come what may And I'll be here with you come what may Ah um bop a bop a um bop a bop a come what may |
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Mine is a heart
That beats for only you Mine is a love that always will be true For ever more, beyond the end of time I will be your love, promise you'll be mine Mine is a heart That beats for only you Mine is a love that always will be true For ever more, beyond the end of time I will be your love, promise you'll be mine |
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Why must I love a heartless woman
Who never knows the harm she's done Though love is blind I should have known Just call me lonesome from now on I climb the stairs up to my room But no-one greets me in my gloom The silence tells me she is gone Just call me lonesome from now on These walls will hide me when I cry I hope that heaven lets me die What good is life when hope has gone Just call me lonesome from now on Just call me lonesome from now on |
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You give your hand to me and then you say hello
And I can hardly speak, my heart is beating so And anyone could tell, you think you know me well But you don't know me No you don't know the one who dreams of you at night And longs to kiss your lips and longs to hold you tight To you I'm just a friend, and that's all I've ever been No, you don't know me For I never knew the art of making love Though my heart aches with love for you Afraid and shy I let my chance go by The chance that you might love me too You give your hand to me and then you say good-bye I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy To never, never know the one who loves you so No, you don't know me |
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Ten thousand miles even though I roam
I can hear the call of the hills of home The canyons high and the valleys low Echo how can you stay away My dreams are there where the eagle flies Where the mountain tops seem to touch the sky The winding streams and the winds that blow Ask me how can you stay away Far too long have I stayed apart From this land that I love and divide my heart Now, now I know I must go Where the hills say don't stay away Where the hills say don't stay away |
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This proud wild land where the wind blows free
Has always been a part of me It's in my blood, I just can't get it out For a hundred miles a man can see And be about as wild as he wants to be If he feels like shouting all he's gotta do is shout Where the purple mountains reach up high And look like they're gonna touch the sky Where the canyon walls have stood for a million years Where the days are hot, the nights are cold The desert sand looks just like gold These trails were carved in sweat and blood and tears Where the painted desert as you pass by Looks like a rainbow in the sky The cactus blooms in the early morning sun Where the nightwings sing and eagles fly The clouds paint pictures in the sky The coyotes howl tells you when the day is done I'm coming home, this time I'm gonna stay I'm coming home and I ain't never goin' away My feet are itching to get back home I've had the desert fever since I've been gone I need some loving so bad that I can't see When a woman looks a man in the eye You know it takes a man to satisfy Thinking about them girls is killing me I'm going home, going home Going home, I'm going home Going home, going home Going home |
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