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High five! More dead than alive
Rocking the plastic like a man from the Catskills
High five! More dead than alive
Rocking the plastic like
Little monkey swinging by me
From your fig tree
Your Jewish canteen
Baby pigeon, yellow diamonds
Queen of catskills
Sings so long sweet thing
Eating honey from the Catskills
And I thought about you
Haven't been in that neck of the woods
Guess I'm long overdue
Getting hard to leave
the fire
With my love right here beside me
We got time to kill, Catskill
Sweet by and by
We got all our love, the sky above
The twinkle in your eye
the fire
With my love right here beside me
We got time to kill, Catskill
Sweet by and by
We got all our love, the sky above
The twinkle in your eye
the fog that rolls
Off the catskill mountains
At the break of a brand new day
But apple cider and pumpkins
Strawberries and corn
Make the people
wins still
And what remain of the wolves' meal
I held the page, gave the book ears
Whispered, "Thanks" hella pain, heavy brain in the Catskills
at stake
She came down from the mountain
Blue Catskill sky above
She came down from the mountain
She came down from the mountain looking for love
Getting
A 46 mile run down the mountains
To the Hudson, at Dutchman's Landing
Catskill Creek sleeps by orange hawkweed
Its bed a wreath of mountain laurel
Killing yourself to live
Just another day alone
Fighting the hard roads
Pushing the heavy stone....
Up Slide Mountain
Down Catskill Creek
In
so wild and free
Hunter mountain
It’s the place to be
On the mountain
Music and munchies way up high
On the mountain
Gimme the Catskills kind of life
Nights alone by your side
Catskill mansions buried screams I'm alive
She cried but I don't know what it means
Somewhere out there across the moonlit
Nights alone by your side
Catskill mansions buried screams I'm alive
She cried but I don't know what it means
Somewhere out there across the moonlit
upon my nightstand
I'm a lowlife
Ain't never hung out in the Catskills
But I've been to jail in Nashville
I'm a lowlife
I've got a dirty mind, a gutter
It's all green fields, yellow flowers, and brown liquor
Oh brown liquor
Bug's got a job in the catskills
Met some fraulein along the way
Took her
the white man
Keep cocaine upon my nightstand
I'm a lowlife
Ain't never hung out in the Catskills
But I've been to jail in Nashville
I'm a lowlife
I've got
There is a wisdom that is woe
But there is a woe that is madness
And there is a Catskill eagle in some souls
That can alike dive down
Into
Rip Van Winkle born in the Colonies
Slept and snored did as he pleased
In the mountains of Catskill sat under a tree
Slept twenty years such a sight
the heat in the Hamptons
With my baby by my side
And I want to climb up a mountain
See the Gilboa skies
Find peace in the Catskills
Catching a New York
The Catskill ladies sing this song
Hoo-hah, Hoo-hah,
Sitting on the front porch playing Mah-Jongg
All hoo-hah day
Oh I'm Melvin Rose of Texas
And my
or get something, 'cause your going to want to
Lamp, after you hear from me
The Tip from Quest my DJ's Ali
Say it from the Catskills, to the Soho
Listen
DJ's Ali
Say it from the Catskills, to the Soho
Listen to the words they say on the Promo
To the bewildered
Let it be said
I'll mix you up more
Hedges drink the rain
Coffee clogs the drain
The lightning blows
The dreamy Catskill flows
I have a wife
And a new baby
And a new house at the end
tannin for hides
For the tannery on Pocono Creek
Smokey Joe…they know my name
From the Catskill Mountain up to Lake Champlain
My invitation must be lost
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