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stuck.

Bob- Okay.

Doug- By the way, that's me on the organ.

Bob- Aw, geez.

Doug- You start.

Bob- Okay. On the first day of Christmas,
my
stuck.

Bob- Okay.

Doug- By the way, that's me on the organ.

Bob- Aw, geez.

Doug- You start.

Bob- Okay. On the first day of Christmas,
my
a Wonderful Life'
'Cause curled up by the fire, it sure rings true tonight
Let's make a little candle?
Then a little later on, we'll make a little Love
to blue, yodel number one
We love Hank and Lefty
Bob Wills, Ernest Tubb, and Johnny Cash
But if we had to pin point
The start of who we are
Or who we go by
stuck.

Bob- Okay.

Doug- By the way, that's me on the organ.

Bob- Aw, geez.

Doug- You start.

Bob- Okay. On the first day of Christmas,
my
Words by Bob Hartman

Well I don't care what some may say
Gonna stand up for the Lord today
Well I don't care if they all know
Gonna let the Lord's
Here's a happy tune you'll love to croon
They call it Sam's song
It's catchy as can be, the melody
They call it Sam's song
Nothing on your mind
Here's a happy tune you'll love to croon
They call it Sam's song
It's catchy as can be, the melody
They call it Sam's song
Nothing on your mind
curled up by the fire
It sure is true tonight

Let's make a little candle
And then a little later on
We'll make a little love to that old Bing Crosby song
She's pick me up at six, make you wait 'til eight
Country girl sticker on her Chevrolet
She'd close on an old pine down by the riverbank
A buzz from
SAN ANTONIO ROSE

(Bob Wills)

Deep within my heart lies a melody,
A song of old San Antone.
Where in dreams I live with a memory,
Beneath
She's a pick me up at six, make you wait 'til eight
Country girl sticker on her Chevrolet
She'd close on an old pine down by the riverbank
Buzz from
heart
They take what they want and leave while it's still dark

No one is glamorously lonely, all by themselves

This is a song for the unloved
This is
?SOMEBODY HELP ME?
Recorded by Gene Vincent on Capitol Records 1958
 Song written in 1957 by Bob Kelly BMI

I've got a bone to pick with this
Time: 2:46 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m
And danced around a Bob Seger tune
And finished up a bottle of home-made wine

I never had to write a girl a song
Had a woman stay this long
And now
The gypsies know my future
The angels know my past
I roll around this big wide world
To find a love to last
I'm weary from my wandering
Lord I'm
moon) 

Back when nature ruled the heavens 
Oh gypsies, fools, and loons 
Were dragged across the ocean 
By that everlasting moon 

When it goes
apart
Speak once again of my love, my own.
Broken song, empty words I know
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit pass by the Alamo
And she shakes the hair out of her eyes
But the daylight makes her blink
And the song it whispers in her mind like a half forgotten sigh
Of times of love
hear the loud voices, that's my homies calling
Open up the windows, let the angels fall in

As I bob and weave between stars
Learn and dream between
hurt
He ran into the lake in just his socks and his shirt
Me and Crazy Janey was makin' love in the dirt
Singin' our birthday songs
Janey said it was
My Truly, Truly Fair
Guy Mitchell
Backed by Mitch Miller and his Orchestra
Written by Bob Merrill

Peaked at # 2 in 1951
Competing versions
My Truly, Truly Fair
Guy Mitchell
Backed by Mitch Miller and his Orchestra
Written by Bob Merrill

Peaked at # 2 in 1951
Competing versions
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I can make it anywhere, yea, they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's
Right there up on Broadway, pull me back