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the throne
Pretending integrity
Too late one will know
Day by day at Arthurs side
Playing his role
Day by day at Arthurs side
Closer to his goal
Warrior with
I had a first cousin called Arthur McBride
He and I took a stroll down by the by the sea side
A seeking good fortune and what might be tide
'Twas
Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride
As we went a-walkin' down by the seaside
Now mark what followed and what did betide
For it bein'
, while I'm winning
Waiting on my change to come
Keep me singing, it's a new beginning
When the day is done

Way up on he hillside
Watching all
what's the matter with Arthur Royal? 
I'll go and top up his batteries and check the oil 
Young Arthur blew a fuse two days ago, 
Set himself alight,
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Blue skies
Smiling at me
Nothing but
Blue skies
Do I see

Bluebirds
Singing a song
Nothing but
Bluebirds
All day long

Never saw the sun
1st verse
For all the tortured
And all the slaves
Arthur did rise
On the Ninth Wave.
To rule the Britains
And lead the brave
Out of the darkness
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see

Bluebirds
Singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds
All day long

Blue days
All of them gone
Nothing
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see

Bluebirds
Singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds
All day long

Blue days
All of them gone
Nothing
In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery, 
Where rivers run and disappear the mustang still is free.
By the Devil's wash
Blue skies, smiling at me
Nothing but blues skies do I see
Bluebirds singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds all day long
All the days are hurrying
Every day on the third or fourth page
There you was..you was quite the rage

Somehow you was all kinda cheap 'n wrong
Just like in a lotta small towns
In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery, 
Where rivers run and disappear the mustang still is free.
By the Devil's wash
comes by raindrops
Reminds us of youthful days
But now it's not rain that water the cane crops
But the sweat from man's brow
The substance from our
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A dab hisseff!

(singing)


Flies all green an'
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long

Catching Walleye from the dock
Watching the waves roll off
diddle-eye day

Oh take her oh take her with all of my heart
And I hope to my soul that you'll never never part
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye,
Blue skies smiling at me,
Nothing but blue skies do I see.
Blue birds singing a song,
Nothing but blue birds all day long.

Never saw the sun
spring comes by raindrops
Reminds us of youthful days.
But now it's not rain that water the cane crops,
But the sweat from man's brow;
The substance
tomorrow
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long

Catching Walleye from the dock
Watching the waves roll
vocals)
Ed Mann (percussion)
Arthur Barrow (bass, vocals)
Vinnie Colaiuta (drums)

Bamboozled by love,
Oh lord, the shit done hit the fan
Bamboozled by love
[Chorus]
Was a sunny day
Not a cloud was in the sky
Not a negative word was heard
From the people passing by
Was a sunny day
All the birdies in
like a fiend (ah)
Y'all tell me what's r&b without the the R (ah)

I had her singing
Thoia thoia thoia thoia thoing thoing
Thoia thoia thoia thoia thoing
one

Oh, oh, she sure could sing
Hey, she sure could sing

She had faith, she had believing
She led all the people together in singing
And she