Lyrics:
story
So many times
For every lie you've told me
I'd be a rich man if I had a dime
Why do you take me
Why do you rake me
Over your red hot coals
my lips
Rake your soul
Over burning coals
Just one touch
From my love
Make you howl
'Til the sun comes up
I'm the wolf
When I go inside your
Hello my old friend
Hello my old friend
High-rise tower blocks with panoramic
Views of trains and coal
Tiehead railway tracks tread faithfully
down to the gates of hell
O daddy be gay
He carried her down to the gates of hell
Said rake up the coals and we'll roast her well
Daddy be gay if you
a toothache in his heel Hey get outa the way, old Dan Tucker Too late to get your supper. Supper's over and dinner's cookin', an' Ol' Dan Tucker jus' stand
Been dry long enough
My brain and body need some abuse
Rake me over the coals
And I'll try to think of an excuse
I set a goal and it won't be hard
outdo us
If we are holdin' to the Master's hand
Three Hebrew children in days of old
Were marched into the fiery coals
'Cause they would not deny
Kaw-Liga was a wooden indian standing by the door
He fell in love with an indian maid over in the antique store
Kaw-Liga just stood there
something out of nothing so you better straighten up
Or all you're gonna get's a chunk of Harlan County coal
I got twenty people coming over to this house
mighty well
Then old Dwight D Eisenhower or LBJ we sing
Two brothers know as Kennedy and Martin Luther King
And still the train rolls forward over
outdo us
If we are holdin' to the Master's hand
Three Hebrew children in days of old
Were marched into the fiery coals
'Cause they would not deny
over the railroad tracks
You can't see nothing but a big old black
Cloud up in the sky
And if the good Lord don't see fit
To send a little sun down
look like friends,
Friends might fall in love and perfect strangers might pretend
And so it happens,
Take a look around,
Some will rake the coals
Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul,
With a corncob pipe and a button nose
And two eyes made out of coal.
Frosty the snowman is a fairy
Coal miners, old and young, dirty and dusty coveralls
Silver lunch can in hand
Going down the rake, father and son
Carrying on that age old
Kaw-Liga was a wooden indian standing by the door
He fell in love with an indian maid over in the antique store
Kaw-Liga just stood there
Kaw-Liga was a wooden indian standing by the door
He fell in love with an indian maid over in the antique store
Kaw-Liga just stood there
to rake 'em 'cross the coals
Yes, I've had the odd complaint
But on the whole I've been a saint...
To those poor unfortunate souls
Ursula (spoken) :
Now
checked
This trek
It's fine
I wanted to
Rake you over the coals
How can someone
Make a move so bold
I wanted to
Rake you over the coals
How can someone
There must have been some magician
That old silk hat they found
Cause when they put it on his head
He began to dance around
Frosty the snowman
Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian, standin' by the door
He fell in love with an indian maid, over in the antique store
Kaw-Liga, ooh
Just stood there,
the engineer John Adams shoveled coal
And Franklin punched the tickets Tom Jefferson added soul
All aboard America here comes the freedom train
She rode
All the pumping's nearly over for my sweet heart,
This is the one for me,
Time to meet the chef,
O boy! running man is out of death.
Feel cold
of a doubt, blacked out
Blacked out, like that little old bottle of jack
The old guitar Emmylou has
Like the coal at the bottom of an old mine shaft
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