Lyrics:
Think of your fellow man, lend him a helping hand
Put a little love in your heart
You see, it's getting late, oh, please don't hesitate
Put
to rock
His mother hen with the big daddy southern cock
Rollin' naked with the ponies and cows
A little hay in their hair
An open ear to hear the tractor
been a wandering man for such a long time
Now I know just where I'm going
Oh how I need you to stand by my side
Don't you go away
Cause I'm so in
around
Then I'm gonna take you little girls
Gonna take you right on down with me, yeah
Ho, you just wait and see
I'll be your hoochie coochie man
heads around
Then I'm gonna take you little girls
Gonna take you right on down with me yeah
Ho, you just wait and see
I'll be your hoochie coochie man
around
Then I'm gonna take you little girls
Gonna take you right on down with me, yeah
Ho, you just wait and see
I'll be your hoochie coochie man
Sunset over the high-rise,
By a motorway,
A little man looks up at the sky.
An uneventful end to a wasted day.
Close-up on the man at the window,
of a single man
Lays in the gutter by his side
Now he's one of those little lambs
Who strayed too far from the flock to find
He's better off without
was a drinker, back in the day, he put him down
But a war is known to change a man and the whiskey's known to change a man, but
That's not me
I
what's the use of fighting?
By the last reel we'll be cryin', cryin', cryin'
If you really want to be my man
Get your nails out of my back
Stop
Six-foot-six, he stood on the ground,
He weighed two hundred and thirty-five pounds,
But I saw that giant of a man brought down to his knees by
Oh yeah!
In France, a skinny man died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same
Think of your fellow man, lend him a helping hand (come on)
Put a little love in your heart
You see, it's getting late, oh, please don't hesitate
How does it feel now you've been undressed
By a man with a mind like the gutter press
So disappointed to find it's no big sin
Lying skin to skin
with the bass man's wife
Oh, but he was back by June, singin' a different tune
And sportin' miss Rita back by his side
And he sang
Dance a little
a little longer
Pull off your coat throw it in the corner
Don't see why you don't stay a little longer
You can't go home if you're going by the mill
There's a sunny little funny little melody
That was started by a native down in Waikiki
He would gather a crowd down beside the sea
And they'd
the sand
Every locomotive comin' a-rolling by
Hollered, there lies a steel-drivin' man, man, man
There lies a steel-drivin' man
There lies a steel-drivin'
(You're all I need to get by, ah)
(You're all I need to get by, ah)
Like sweet morning dew
I took one look at you
And it was plain to see
You
the sand
Every locomotive comin' a-rolling by
Hollered, there lies a steel-drivin' man, man, man
There lies a steel-drivin' man
There lies a steel-drivin'
Little girl, little girl what have I done
To make you treat me so
You have caused me to weep
You have caused me to moan
You have caused me to leave
She would meet me in the mornin' on my way down to the river,
Waiting patient by the China Berry tree;
With her feet already dusty from the pathway
Little man
When you stand by my side
Then I know I don't have
To hide from anyone
And I pray that
We'll stay just that way
Till the day comes
bit of Erica by my side
A little bit of Rita's all I need
A little bit of Tina's what I see
A little bit of Sandra in the sun
A little bit of Mary
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