Lyrics:
blue eyes, he ain't gonna add nothing new
But with this big band, jumping behind me
Swinging hard, jack, I now I can't lose
When I tell you, all
That Old Blue Eyes, he ain't gonna add nothing new
But with this big, fat band, jumping behind me
Swinging hard, Jack, I know I can't lose
When I
That Old Blue Eyes, he ain't gonna add nothing new
But with this big, fat band, jumping behind me
Swinging hard, Jack, I know I can't lose
When I
That Old Blue Eyes, he ain't gonna add nothing new
But with this big, fat band, jumping behind me
Swinging hard, Jack, I know I can't lose
When I
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
Jack it up, jack up, jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up, jack up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up, jack it up, jack up
Jack it up, jack up, jack up,
All alone, or in two's
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands
That Old Blue Eyes, he ain't gonna add nothing new
But with this big, fat band, jumping behind me
Swinging hard, Jack, I know I can't lose
When I
It's Saturday night and my daddy's up late
Pickin' with my Uncle Bill
The neighbors don't mind 'cause they have a good time
Sippin' on my pappy's
It's Saturday night and my daddy's up late pickin' with my uncle Bill
The neighbors don't mind cause they have a good time sippin' on my pappy's
know about you
Jack give me some money to pay my bills
All the dough I give you Holly
You been using on pain pills
Jack will you call me if you're
together
So dance to the boogie grass band
I love to hear Bill sing about Kentucky
And the Allman Brother's 'Rambling Man'
We pulled the music all
Alabama
At a club they call Big Jack's
A little four-piece band was jammin'
So I took my guitar and I sat in
I showed 'em what a band would sound like
Just like jack the ripper, just like mojo hand,
Just like billy Sunday, in a shotgun ragtime band,
Just like New York city, just like Jericho,
blue eyes, he ain't gonna add nothing new
But with this big band, jumping behind me
Swinging hard, jack, I now I can't lose
When I tell you, all
to play the guitar.
I'm doin' the best I can.
I guess things could be worse 'cause I made the prison band.
I made the prison band.
Well there's ol'
Alabama
At a club they call Big Jack's
A little four-piece band was jammin'
So I took my guitar and I sat in
I showed 'em what a band would sound like
Alabama
At a club they call Big Jack's
A little four-piece band was jammin'
So I took my guitar and I sat in
I showed 'em what a band would sound like
Mobile Alabama
At a club they call Big Jack's
A little four-piece band was jammin'
So I took my guitar and I sat in
I showed 'em what a band would
got you where I want ya
Onslaught comin' and I'm packin' in my lunch-a
Bunch of missile launchers and a bunch of contra
Band, van full of ganja, now
From the tattoo on her left leg
And the garter on her right
She'd have the card to bring me down
If she played it right
She's got the jack, she's
Just like jack the ripper, just like mojo hand,
Just like billy Sunday, in a shotgun ragtime band,
Just like new york city, just like Jericho,
From the tattoo on her left leg
And the garter on her right
She'd have the card to bring me down
If she played it right
She's got the jack, she's
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