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Never Never Never/Good, Bad But Beautiful (Shirley Bassey) · Never, Never, Never (Shirley Bassey) · Its My Turn Now! (Picaso) · Can't Stand Me Now/Never Never/All at Sea (The Libertines) · Those Who Tell the Truth Shall Die, Those Who Tell the Truth Shall Live Forever (Explosions in the Sky) · William Joseph Watkins (William Joseph Watkins) · William, Pt. 1 [UK] (The Others) · William, Pt. 2 [UK] (The Others) · William, It Was Really Nothing (The Smiths) · William Fitzsimmons (William Fitzsimmons) – and 90 other albums »


that woman
Everynight 
Big Bad Bill is Sweet William now 

Ah, play it boys
I likes that jazz 

Big Bad Bill don't fight any more (No, he don't)
is Sweet William now

Aw, play it boys

Aw, yeah!
Who!
I likes that, yeah ("Yeah," say I)

Ah, why-well, Big Bad Bill don't fight anymore (No, he
A sailor's life, it is a merry life.
 He robs young girls of their hearts' delight,
 Leaving them behind to weep and mourn,
 They never know
A sailor's life, it is a merry life.
 He robs young girls of their hearts' delight,
 Leaving them behind to weep and mourn,
 They never know
A sailor's life, it is a merry life.
 He robs young girls of their hearts' delight,
 Leaving them behind to weep and mourn,
 They never know
A sailor's life, it is a merry life.
 He robs young girls of their hearts' delight,
 Leaving them behind to weep and mourn,
 They never know
the gentle
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger
And you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't
stopped by today
At Hank Williams's grave
My hero from the days of my youth
Was that him or me
That I used to be
In the times when I searched for
the gentle
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger
And you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't
Oh, but you who philosophize
Disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears

William Zanzinger, who
I am universal, even sell in Brazil
I am beyond local, me now global
I am comin' up with shit to win by Nobel
I am surpisin' y'all 'til ya say it's
Make Rose start to rain 
And Willie takes her hand 
It's getting late and the little ones yawn 
They're ready for Christmas day 
William and Rose by
Mrs William
Where is William ?
Where has William go ?
You know you shouldn't
Come into a place like this alone

Now if you'd like to sit here
And Willie takes her hand It's getting late and the little ones yawn They're ready for Christmas day William and Rose by the light of the embers Kiss
the gentle
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger
And you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't
By some little word of anger
That never should have been said

I'd like to tell you a story
Of a family I once knew.
We'll call them Mary
He never put a foot wrong
Until the day Joe met Big William
He made him an offer but he often was wrong

"I'll tell you where to stick it," said
walked by they held their breath
He was a mighty man sure enough
Now Bill took himself a wife
Now he's a different guy

Big Bad Bill is sweet William
By some little word of anger
That never should have been said

I'd like to tell you a story
Of a family I once knew.
We'll call them Mary
they fall
High on a hill where the world passes by
You never came back but I know you tried

'Cause I was watching you from above
When it all falls
they're holding you down
I saw a long line of loneliness in the corner of his eye
But I never did see William cry
Now the years run down the boulevard,
HEART TO HEART TALK
WITH LEONA WILLIAMS
WRITER LEE ROSS

How foolish can you be to be ruled by jealousy
Could you throw away what was planned
Why
never really get the chance
Nearly froze to death on Oxford Street
Now we're sitting in the South of France

Talking through the evening
It's good
Fear took down the winged life
The winged life we've led
So kiss the joy as it goes by
Poet William said
Blake the poet said

CHORUS
Cause
Well how do you do private William Mcbride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside?
I'll rest for awhile in the warm summer sun
I've been