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Albums:

Peter Rowan (Peter Rowan) · Peter Rowan with the Red Hot Pickers (Peter Rowan) · Peter Rowan (Peter Rowan) · Rowan & Wild Stallions (Peter Rowan & the Wild Stallions) · Old Socks, New Shoes...New Socks, Old Shoes (The Crusaders) · Your Shoes, My Shoes (Tom Paxton) · Old Socks, New Shoes...New Socks, Old Shoes (The Crusaders) · Peter Peter (Peter Peter) · Dance Dance Dance: Dance Hits of the 60's, 70's, & 80's (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Dance off Both Your Shoes in Hi-Fi (The Red Onion Jazz Babies) – and 90 other albums »


To these, our boys
And let them love, Peter
For they've had no time
They should have trees, and bird songs,
And hills to climb
The taste of summer in
She was a wall street celebrity
With upward mobility
Walked and talked like a man
But that was o.k. by me
Two bit losers can never be choosers
No nit
be kind
We hope you will be kind with your apple and strawberry
For we'll come no more a 'soalin' till this time next year

Soal, a soal, a soal cake,
find
If the barrels are not empty we hope you will be kind
We hope you will be kind with your apple and strawber'
For we'll come no more a 'soalin'
And sugar and spikes and neon nights
Walks in lights, in chains coughin' smoke-whoopin' hope
Cardinal sky rush by
Falls bark in dark, all back in
hope you will be kind
We hope you will be kind with your apple and strawber'
For we'll come no more a 'soalin' till this time next year

Soal, a soal,
you will be kind
We hope you will be kind with your apple and strawber'
For we'll come no more a 'Soalin'' till this time next year

Soal, a soal,
to die
Give them things they like
Let them make some noise
Give dance hall bands not golden harps
To these our boys
Let them love Peter
For they've
'N sugar 'n spikes 'n neon nights
Walk 'n lights 'i chains coughin' smoke whoopin' hope
Cardinal sky rush by falls bark in dark
Fall back in dark
across the amber
Ain't no fences way up there
Brush the stars on the midway
Of St. Peter's county fair

Whoa, an angel plays a southern hymn
On a silver
across the amber
Ain't no fences way up there
Brush the stars on the midway
Of St. Peter's county fair

Whoa, an angel plays a southern hymn
and loves to lead
Always found at the jams, but never dance
Just provoke violence due to one glance
The future plays no matter, just the present flow
When
and loves to lead
Always found at the jams, but never dance
Just provoke violence due to one glance
The future plays no matter, just the present flow
When
said I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Just 'cuz she dances go-go
It don't make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes on
We going to the disco
We
to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah

Just 'cuz she dances go-go
It don't make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna
introduce myself I'm Adrock
No matter what you order well I got it in stock
The dooty rhyme thing well we got it on lock
Top off the look with the argyle
Was adopted by aliens hahahah (hahahaha, oh god)
That's right, I said aliens (ahh)
They have long since programmed me
To return with this message
listen to me, dance with me Emily

Emily, you got so much in your life
Me I got no one’s advice
Don’t you know you got it easy
Emily, what you
Words by Bob Hartman
Based on 2 Thessalonians 2:15, 2 Timothy 3:14, Philippians 1:6

I've been to the party and I left alone
And I've danced with
Was adopted by aliens hahahah (hahahaha, oh god)
That's right, I said aliens (ahh)
They have long since programmed me
To return with this message
to come by, yeah, yeah, yeah

Just 'cuz she dances go-go
It don't make her a ho, no
Maxine, put your dance shoes on
We going to the disco
We gonna
through the mail

It was prom night in pig town
There was ham bones in long gowns
With painted cloven hooves
There was no need for shoes
myself
I was raised on bluegrass rock ?n?roll
And the blues as well
All I see on the dancin? floor is the handsome man
With his high heel shoes and his
a card before you go
It's a long trip to Mexico

Eliza wait by the door
I can't stay here anymore, no, no

Then she took a pill
She washed her feet in
night

Pick a card before you go
It's a long trip to Mexico

Eliza wait by the door
I can't stay here anymore, no, no

Then she took a pill
She