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Those who dance and romance while they dance
They seem so happy and gay Though they sing and they swing as they sway Somehow I can't feel that way For I'm dancing with tears in my eyes 'Cause the boy/girl in my arms isn't you Dancing with somebody new When it's you that my heart's calling to Trying to smile once in a while But I find it so hard to do For I'm dancing with tears in my eyes 'Cause the boy/girl in my arms isn't you While the throng's in the spell of a song My thoughts keep drifting to you While each pair seems to share their affair They're making me blue For I'm dancing with tears in my eyes 'Cause the boy/girl in my arms isn't you Dancing with somebody new When it's you that my heart's calling to Trying to smile once in a while But I find it so hard to do For I'm dancing with tears in my eyes 'Cause the boy/girl in my arms isn't you |
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| 3:41 |
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John Henry was a li'l baby, uh-huh,
Sittin' on his mama's knee, oh, yeah, Said: "De Big Bend Tunnel on de C & O road Gonna cause de death of me, Lawd, Lawd. Gonna cause de death of me. John Henry, he had a woman, Her name was Mary Magdalene, She would go to de tunnel and sing for John, Jes' to hear John Henry's hammer ring, Lawd, Lawd, Jes' to hear John Henry's hammer ring. John Henry had a li'l woman, Her name was Lucy Ann, John Henry took sick an' had to go to bed, Lucy Ann drove steel like a man, Lawd, Lawd, Lucy Ann drove steel like a man. Cap'n says to John Henry, Gonna bring me a steam drill 'round, Gonna take dat steam drill out on de job, Gonna whop dat steel on down, Lawd, Lawd, Gonna whop dat steel on down. John Henry tol' his cap'n, Lightnin' was in his eye; Cap'n, bet yo' las' red cent on me, Fo' I'll beat it to de bottom or I'll die, Lawd, Lawd, I'll beat it to de bottom or I'll die." Sun shine hot an' burnin', Wer'n't no breeze a-tall, Sweat ran down like water down a hill, Dat day John Henry let his hammer fall, Lawd, Lawd, dat day John Henry let his hammer fall. John Henry went to de tunnel, An' dey put him in de lead to drive, De rock so tall an' John Henry so small, Dat he lied down his hammer an' he cried, Lawd, Lawd, dat he lied down his hammer an' he cried. John Henry started out on de right hand, De steam drill started on de lef'--- "Before I 'd let dis steam drill beat me down, I'd hammer my fool self to death, Lawd, Lawd, I'd hammer my fool self to death." White man tol' John Henry, "Nigger, damn yo' soul, You might beat dis steam an' dr;ll of mine, When de rocks in dis mountain turn to gol', Lawd, Lawd, when de rocks in dis mountain turn to gol'. John Henry said to his shaker, "Nigger, why don' you sing? I'm throwin' twelve poun's from my hips on down, Jes' listen to de col' steel ring, Lawd, Lawd, Jes' listen to de col' steel ring." Oh, de captain said to John Henry, "I b'lieve this mountain's sinkin' in, John Henry said to his captain, oh my! "Ain' nothin' but my hammer suckin' win', Lawd, Lawd, ain' nothln' but my hammer suckin' win." John Henry tol' his shaker, Shaker, you better pray, For if I miss dis six-foot steel, Tomorrow'll be yo' buryin' day, Lawd, Lawd, tomorrow'll be yo' buryin' day." John Henry tol' his captain, "Looka yonder what l see --- Yo' drill's done broke an' yo' hole's done choke, An' you cain' drive steel like me, Lawd, Lawd, an' you cain' drive steel like me." De man dat invented de steam drill, Thought he was mighty fine. John Henry drove his fifteen feet, An' de steam drill only made nine, Lawd, Lawd, an' de steam drill only made nine. De hammer dat John Henry swung', It weighed over nine pound ; He broke a rib in his lef'-han' side, An' his intrels fell on de groun', Lawd, Lawd, an' his intrels fell on de groun'. John Henry was hammerin' on de mountain, An' his hammer was strikin' fire, He drove so hard till he broke his pore heart, An' he lied down his hammer an' he died, Lawd, Lawd, he lied down his hammer an' he died. All de womens in de wes', When dey heared of John Henry's death, Stood in de rain, flagged de eas'-boun' train, Goin' where John Henry fell dead, Lawd, Lawd, goin' where John Henry fell dead. John Henry's lil mother, She was all dressed in red, She jumped in bed, covered up her head, Said she didn' know her son was dead, Lawd, Lawd, didn' know her son was dead. John Henry had a pretty lil woman, An' de dress she wo' was blue, An' de las' wards she said to him: "John Henry, I've been true to you, Lawd, Lawd, John Henry I've been true to you." "Oh, who's gonna shoe yo' lil feetses, An' who's gonna glub yo' han's, An' who'g gonna kiss yo' rosy, rosy lips, An' who's gonna be yo' man, Lawd, Lawd, an' who's gonna be yo' man?" Dey took John Henry to de graveyard, An' dey buried him in de san', An' every locomotive come roarin' by, Says, "Dere lays a steel-drivin' man, Lawd, Lawd, dere lays a steel-drivin' man." |
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| 4. |
| 3:29 |
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| 3:31 |
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I had a little woman workin' on that National Defense
I had a little woman workin' on that National Defense That woman got to the place, where act like she did not have no sense Just because she was workin', makin' so much dough Just because she was workin', makin' so much dough That woman got to the place, did not love me no more Every payday would come, her check was big as mine Every payday would come, her check was big as mine That woman thought that Defense was gonna last all the time That Defense is gone, just listen to my song That Defense, it is gone, just listen to my song Since that Defense been gone, that woman done lose her home SPOKEN: Yes, she is ... yeah ... . well all right, then I will tell you the truth and it's got to be the fact I will tell you the truth and it's got to be a fact Since that Defense has gone, that woman losed her Cadillac |
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| 2:08 |
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| 4:08 |
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| 1:27 |
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You got to bottle it up and go
Well, you got to bottle it up and go Yes, them high-powered women Sure got to bottle it up and go Well, mama killed a chicken She thought it was a duck She put him on the table With his legs stickin' up You got to bottle it up and go Well, you got to bottle it up and go Yes, them high-powered women Sure got to bottle it up and go Now, a nickel is a nickel A dime is a dime I need no girl If she won't wind You got to bottle it up and go Well, you got to bottle it up and go Yes, them high-powered women Sure got to bottle it up and go Now she may look old Ninety years She ain't too old To make you shed tears She's got to bottle it up and go Well, she's got to bottle it up and go Yes, them high-powered women Sure got to bottle it up and go Now I told my girl A week before last The gait she's comin' Is just a little too fast She's got to bottle it up and go Well, she's got to bottle it up and go Yes, them high-powered women Sure got to bottle it up and go Now look-a-here, babe I steal out at night Ain't none of your business You don't do me right You got to bottle it up and go Well, she's got to bottle it up and go Yes, them high-powered women Sure got to bottle it up and go. |
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| 3:37 |
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You got to bottle it up and go
Well, you got to bottle it up and go Yes, them high-powered women Sure got to bottle it up and go Well, mama killed a chicken She thought it was a duck She put him on the table With his legs stickin' up You got to bottle it up and go Well, you got to bottle it up and go Yes, them high-powered women Sure got to bottle it up and go Now, a nickel is a nickel A dime is a dime I need no girl If she won't wind You got to bottle it up and go Well, you got to bottle it up and go Yes, them high-powered women Sure got to bottle it up and go Now she may look old Ninety years She ain't too old To make you shed tears She's got to bottle it up and go Well, she's got to bottle it up and go Yes, them high-powered women Sure got to bottle it up and go Now I told my girl A week before last The gait she's comin' Is just a little too fast She's got to bottle it up and go Well, she's got to bottle it up and go Yes, them high-powered women Sure got to bottle it up and go Now look-a-here, babe I steal out at night Ain't none of your business You don't do me right You got to bottle it up and go Well, she's got to bottle it up and go Yes, them high-powered women Sure got to bottle it up and go. |
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| 1:43 |
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| 11. |
| 2:09 |
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Come here, let me tell you something that you ought (to) know]
Omecay erehay, etlay emay elltay ouyay omethingsay atthay ouyay oughtway (otay) owknay |
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| 12. |
| 2:17 |
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| 13. |
| 1:50 |
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| 14. |
| 2:17 |
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| 15. |
| 6:02 |
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| 5:12 |
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Captain Smith, when he got his load
Mighta heared him holl'in', All aboa'd Cryin', Fare thee, Titanic, fare thee well. Jack Johnson wanted to ge on boa'd; Captain Smith hollered, "I ain' haulin' no coal." Cryin', Fare thee, Titanic, fare thee well. It was midnight on the sea, Band playin', "Nearer My God to Thee." Cryin', Fare thee, Titanic, fare thee well. Had them lifeboats aroun' , Savin' the women, lettin' the men go down. Cryin', Fare thee, Titanic, fare thee well. When the women got out on land, Cryin', "Lawd, have mercy on my man." Cryin', Fare thee, Titanic, fare thee well. Jack Johnson heard the mighty shock, Mighta seen the black rascal doin' the Eagle Rock. Cryin', Fare thee, Titanic, fare thee well. Black man oughta shout for joy, Never lost a girl or either a boy. Cryin', Fare thee, Titanic, fare thee well. Hope this helps you Mr. Seed Consider it a "peace offering" Your most humble servant - gargoyle |
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| 3:25 |
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| 18. |
| 3:26 |
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| 19. |
| 2:27 |
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| 20. |
| 2:51 |
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| 21. |
| 0:42 |
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| 22. |
| 1:24 |
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| 23. |
| 2:45 |
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| 24. |
| 2:09 |
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| 25. |
| 0:53 |
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| 26. |
| 0:30 |
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| 27. |
| 2:21 |
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| 28. |
| 1:24 |
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| 1. |
| 1:55 |
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Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam)
Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Black betty had a child (bam-ba-lam) The damn thing gone wild (bam-ba-lam) She said, "i'm worryin' outta mind" (bam-ba-lam) The damn thing gone blind (bam-ba-lam) I said oh, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Oh, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) She really gets me high (bam-ba-lam) You know that's no lie (bam-ba-lam) She's so rock steady (bam-ba-lam) And she's always ready (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) She's from birmingham (bam-ba-lam) Way down in alabam' (bam-ba-lam) Well, she's shakin' that thing (bam-ba-lam) Boy, she makes me sing (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty (bam-ba-lam) Whoa, black betty bam-ba-lam |
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Yonder comes Miss Rosie. How in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore. Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand, Well, I'm callin' that Captain, "Turn a-loose my man." Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me. Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me. When you gets up in the morning, when that big bell ring. You go marching to the table, you meet the same old thing. Knife and fork are on the table, ain't nothing in my pan. And if you say a thing about it, you have a trouble with the man. Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me. Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me. If you ever go to Houston, boy, you better walk right, And you better not squabble and you better not fight. Benson Crocker will arrest you, Jimmy Boone will take you down. You can bet your bottom dollar that you're Sugarland bound. Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me. Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me. Well, jumping Little Judy, she was a mighty fine girl. She brought jumping to this whole round world. Well, she brought it in the morning just a while before day. Well, she brought me the news that my wife was dead. That started me to grieving, whooping, hollering, and crying. And I began to worry about my very long time. Let the Midnight Special shine her light on me. Oh let the Midnight Special shine her ever-lovin' light on me. |
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| 3:06 |
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Well the boll weevil and the little black bug
Come from a-Mexico they say Came all the way to Texas Just a-lookin' for a place to stay Just a-lookin' for a home, just a-lookin' for a home (Doo-doo-wop-wop) Well the first time that I seen the boll weevil He was a-sittin' on the square Well the next time that I seen him He had his a-family there Just a-lookin' for a home, just a-lookin' for a home (Doo-doo-wop-wop) Well the farmer took the boll weevil And he put him on the red hot sand Well the weevil said this is a-mighty hot But I take it like a man This will be my home, this will be my home Well the farmer took the boll weevil And he put him on a keg of ice Well the weevil said to the farmer This is mighty cool and nice This will be my home, this will be my home (Doo-doo-wop-wop) Well if anybody should ask you Who it was who sang this song Say a guitar picker from a-Oklahoma city With a pair of blue jeans on Just a-lookin' for a home, just a-lookin' for a home (Doo-doo-wop-wop) |
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| 6:29 |
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Love, oh love, oh careless love
You've fly through my head like wine You've wrecked the life of a many poor girl And you nearly spoiled this life of mine Love, oh love, oh careless love In your clutches of desire You've made me break a many true vow Then you set my very soul on fire Love, oh love, oh careless love All my happiness bereft You've filled my heart with weary old blues Now I'm walkin', talkin' to myself Love, oh love, oh careless love Trusted you now, it's too late You've made me throw my old friend down That's why I sing this song of hate Love, oh love, oh careless love Night and day, I weep and moan You brought the wrong man into this life of mine For my sins, till judgment I'll atone |
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| 3:00 |
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She's a noted rider
Whoa, she ain't no good She got drunk this mornin' Woke up her neighbours She take me to her house She called me honey I thought she loved me But, she just wanted my money Shes a noted rider Whoa, she ain't no good I made a date with her About half past ten Knocked on her door She said you ain't comin' in She's a noted rider Whoa' she ain't a bit of good |
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| 6. |
| 3:32 |
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| 2:37 |
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| 3:52 |
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| 2:57 |
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| 1:47 |
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| 1:12 |
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| 3:11 |
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| 4:53 |
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| 0:42 |
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| 4:29 |
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| 0:54 |
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| 2:54 |
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| 1:20 |
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| 2:20 |
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| 20. |
| 3:24 |
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| 21. |
| 5:27 |
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| 22. |
| 2:18 |
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| 23. |
| 3:36 |
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| 24. |
| 1:34 |
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| 25. |
| 0:57 |
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| 26. |
| 1:27 |
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| 27. |
| 1:26 |
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| 28. |
| 0:30 |
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| 2:43 |
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| 4:00 |
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| 3:04 |
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| 1:09 |
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| 0:58 |
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[Chorus]
Oh that Rock Island Line is a mighty good road, Oh that Rock Island Line is that road to ride, Oh that Rock Island Line is a mighty good road, If you want to ride, you got to ride it like you find it, Get your ticket at the station on the Rock Island Line. Jesus died to save our sins--hooray to God, We're going to meet him again! [Chorus] I may be right and I may be wrong, You are going to miss me when I'm gone! [Chorus] A, B, C, W, X, Y and Z Cats in the cupboard, but they don't see me! [Chorus] |
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| 1:57 |
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[Chorus]
Oh that Rock Island Line is a mighty good road, Oh that Rock Island Line is that road to ride, Oh that Rock Island Line is a mighty good road, If you want to ride, you got to ride it like you find it, Get your ticket at the station on the Rock Island Line. Jesus died to save our sins--hooray to God, We're going to meet him again! [Chorus] I may be right and I may be wrong, You are going to miss me when I'm gone! [Chorus] A, B, C, W, X, Y and Z Cats in the cupboard, but they don't see me! [Chorus] |
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When it rains five days and the skies turn dark as night
When it rains five days and the skies turn dark as night Then trouble's takin' place In the lowlands at night I woke up this mornin', can't even get out of my door I woke up this mornin', can't even get out of my door There's been enough trouble To make a poor girl wonder where she wants to go Then they rowed a little boat about five miles 'cross the pond Then they rowed a little boat about five miles 'cross the pond I packed all my clothes Throwed them in and they rowed me along When it thunders and lightnin' and when the wind begins to blow When it thunders and lightnin' and the wind begins to blow There's thousands of people Ain't got no place to go Then I went and stood upon some high old lonesome hill Then I went and stood upon some high old lonesome hill Then looked down on the house Where I used to live Backwater blues done call me to pack my things and go Backwater blues done call me to pack my things and go 'Cause my house fell down And I can't live there no more I can't move no more I can't move no more There ain't no place For a poor old girl to go |
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| 3:10 |
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| 8. |
| 2:41 |
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| 9. |
| 2:13 |
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| 2:53 |
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| 11. |
| 2:53 |
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| 12. |
| 2:21 |
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There is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun And its been the ruin of many a poor boy And me oh god im one. Im going to tell my baby sister Please dont do like i have done Please shun that house in New Orleans They call the Rising sun. If I had Listened to what my Mama said I would not be here today You'd have been so young and foolish wild I let her ramble Orleans this way. Im going back to New Orleans My race is almost won Im going back to spend the rest of my life Benieth the rising sun. |
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| 1:56 |
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| 14. |
| 3:39 |
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| 3:40 |
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| 1:38 |
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| 1:58 |
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| 3:19 |
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| 2:06 |
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| 1:53 |
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| 2:10 |
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| 22. |
| 3:43 |
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| 23. |
| 2:20 |
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| 4:15 |
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| 2:38 |
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| 26. |
| 1:30 |
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| 27. |
| 0:46 |
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Well-a Shorty George, he ain't no friend of mine
He's taken all the women and left the men behind Well-a Shorty George, he done been here and gone Yes, Shorty George, he done been here and gone Lord he left many a poor man a great long way from home Well my baby caught the Katy, I caught the Santa Fee Well she caught the Katy, I caught the Santa Fee Well, you can't quit me, baby, can't you see Well I went to Galveston, work on the Mallory Line Went to Galveston, Lord on the Mallory Line Babe you can't quit me, ain't no use tryin' Shorty George, travelin' through the land Shorty George, he's travelin' through the land Always looking to pick some woman's poor man When I get back to Dallas, I'm gonna walk and tell When I get back to Dallas, gonna walk and tell That the Fort Bend Bottom is a burning hell |
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Stewball was a good horse
And he held a high head And the mane on his foretop Was fine as silk thread I rode him in England And I rode him in Spain And I never did lose, boys I always did gain So come all you gamblers From near and from far Don't bet your gold dollar On that little grey mare Most likely she will stumble Most likely she'll fall But you never will lose On my noble Stewball Sit tight on your saddle Let slack on your rein And you never will lose boys, You always will gain As they were a-riding 'Bout halfway 'round That grey mare she stumbled And fell to the ground And 'way out yonder Ahead of them all Came dancin' and prancin' My noble Stewball Stewball was a good horse And he held a high head And the mane on his foretop Was fine as silk thread I rode him in England And I rode him in Spain And I never did lose, boys I always did gain |
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| 1:24 |
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| 2:17 |
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