Lyrics:
Come on along (come on along)
Let me take you by the hand (here's my lily white)
Up to the man (the mighty man)
I'm talking about the man
Mmm,
north the rush is on
George turns to Sam with his gold in his hand
Said Sam you're lookin' at a lonely lonely man
I'd trade all the gold that's
many miles
(Jerry Carrigan)
The drums of Little Jack put the final touch
To complete my band that I admire so much
You know every man has something that
Written by George & Ira Gershwin
The man who only lives for making money
Lives a life that isn't necessarily sunny
Likewise the man who works for
Written by George & Ira Gershwin
The man who only lives for making money
Lives a life that isn't necessarily sunny
Likewise the man who works for
The doo doo chasers
Friends of roto rooter
Bringing you music to get your shit together
By the band in the tidy bowl of your brain
(What was that long
a summer jam fan where are my bands
Where my rubber band mans, my rubber bands mans
It's official bang your pistols
Play your money it's funny I mean
Kid Rock
I like Willie, Waylon, George and Merle, and a lot of ZZ Top
I like country, soul, rock n roll, and I love me some hip hop
I'm a redneck,
She played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Said,
north the rush is on
George turns to Sam with his gold in his hand
Said Sam you're lookin' at a lonely lonely man
I'd trade all the gold that's
a corner forgotten by no one
You lived for the touch
For the feel of the steel
One man and his honor
The smell of resined leather, the steely iron mask
a corner forgotten by no one
You lived for the touch
For the feel of the steel
One man and his honor
The smell of resined leather, the steely iron mask
You sound a little crazy
But it could be the heat
I'm roasted like a chestnut
By the fire of your feet
Your body is a furnace
Your love is
Became the special man
Then we were Ziggy's band
Now Ziggy really sang
Screwed-up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan
He could
a superstar by
The time he made thirteen
Sure would hurt my fingers Lord if
I had to play that mean rip it up
And I heard old Emerson say
No debt will go
and she knows where I'll be when the sun goes down.
I'm a stand by my woman man.
Our world turns around a little gold band,
and love leads us through
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Became the special man
Then we were Ziggy's band
Now Ziggy really sang
Screwed-up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan
He could
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
I left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
I grew up in North Alabama, back in the 1970's,
When dinosaurs still roamed the earth Speaking
Of course of the Three Great Alabama Icons
George
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
with smile across his face
Picks the blues for a change of pace
Throw a couple bucks in the guitar case
Of the One Man Band
One Man Band
One Man Band
band, right behind me
Swinging hard, Jack, I know I can't lose
When I tell you, all about Mack the Knife babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse
We
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