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The Lancers (#6), 
  Patti Page (#8), Sunny Gale (#17), and Peggy Lee (#26)
- Words and Music by Jenny Lou Carson and Al Hill


(Go . . . go . . . go)
The Lancers (#6), 
  Patti Page (#8), Sunny Gale (#17), and Peggy Lee (#26)
- Words and Music by Jenny Lou Carson and Al Hill


(Go . . . go . . . go)
versions by Peggy Lee (# 2), Bing Crosby 
(#14), and Burl Ives (# 21) were all charted as just "Riders In the Sky"
Later, The Ramrods took it to # 30 in
Wed May 5th, 1937
Robert Lee McCoy - vocals and guitar
With Sonny Boy Williamson - harmonica and Joe Williams - guitar.
Album: Robert Lee McCoy Bluebird
versions by Peggy Lee (# 2), Bing Crosby 
(#14), and Burl Ives (# 21) were all charted as just "Riders In the Sky"
Later, The Ramrods took it to # 30 in
versions by Peggy Lee (# 2), Bing Crosby 
(#14), and Burl Ives (# 21) were all charted as just "Riders In the Sky"
Later, The Ramrods took it to # 30 in
Hi-Heel Sneakers

-Artist: Johnny Rivers from "Here We A Go Go Again"-Imperial LP-9274
-charted in 1964 by Tommy Tucker (#11) and Jerry Lee Lewis
niggaz and by the way all my niggaz move boulders
Like Barney rubble any trouble free muffle the gat
I'm young and black with a chip on my shoulder
Its
a beef nigga bring it on 
Cause when I'm done  it'll be my dick that you're swingin on 
From the way I say my rap clear 
I make people more excited than
thesis
When my album releases, come on
Takin it back like Lee's wit the creases
Knockin this shit out that park into the bleaches
Grand slammin it,
and my man Rick got millions of gold albums
(That's a lie) I'm gettin' cold money every day
(You're a liar)
You'll need a wheel barrow for all that shit in
- Words and Music by Lee Pockriss and Lyn Duddy

(Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel)
You're an angel to me

Johnny Angel,
album went six thousand on niggas
In Kansas City alone, we packed the dome with Mike and Liddy alone
In the west side, Lee Jone, Milly Mal, I left you
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
freak on your album cover jocks 
You're gonna hear a real ill paragraph soon 
I took the cover right home to the bathroom 
In the immortal words
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
(Cause I love you to death)
Trife (project life) yeah you might say that
Murder crimes and (drugs) man, they're goin way back
When (some by the pen
freak on your album cover jocks 
You're gonna hear a real ill paragraph soon 
I took the cover right home to the bathroom 
In the immortal words
The employees of the year, yeah we're back to work
I took time off, while all the rappers got jerked
Due to the fact that they're whack and their
wore bell-bottom Lee suits
Me and Kenny couldn't afford that
So we would go to the park when they was jammin' to hear rap
I used to listen till the cops
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
And I heard ya album, this must be something you're new at
'Cause I rather hear a Lil' Wayne/Lil' Zane duet
My cellphone stay ringin', like a slap in
friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint 

That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti 
Like the body cool  keep the strap up by the naughties
sex, pard-on, check your facts
And the track record, I'm all about plaques
Shakin my ass half naked, lovin this life
Waitin for Kim album to drop,
freak on your album cover jocks 
You're gonna hear a real ill paragraph soon 
I took the cover right home to the bathroom 
In the immortal words