Lyrics:
I tried to break away from you
From the spics and blacks and the gum you chew
Where the posters are torn by the muggin' gangs
By the faggy park
I tried to break away from you
From the spics and blacks and the gum you chew
Where the posters are torn by the muggin' gangs
By the faggy park
Written by bob welch.
For a little peace in any season
I'd give up anything but your love
I don't want to trade, tryin' to be happy
That's only
Dashing through the snow
In a one-horse open sleigh
Through the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on bob-tail ring
Making spirits bright
Written by bob welch.
Gonna stay out of new york
There's something there that drives me crazy
Gonna stay out of new york
There's something there
timepiece will make it all right
Sing songs of the mountains, Cowboy's Delight
By Bob Carpenter and David Holster
Words and music by bob seger
I woke up with this feeling
There was something I wanted to say
So I wrote you a song.
Lately girl I've been
'm going to kill you
Slowly I turn, step by step, through the back window I crept
Silent as a mouse on the set while everybody in the house slept
I
Words and music by bob seger
I was born at the break of dawning
In the last days of the last great war
My father was not in the fighting
And my
head "Ruff, ruff an' rugged we comin'"
Ah just a bob ya head
Well I believe you weave and bob the job is done
By Run so come get some for fun
Keep
Hey Bobby
Why are you stayin' in here in this shadow?
Come over by the fire
I'll have a drink with you
This is our house now
So let's act like
and again
Try to understand it's only me
Not only cripples have a need for crutches
And if they
Ever take
You away
From me........I'd
Fall down....fall down
but the number one rapper in the world
He done traveled all over the world
He came back just to give you some game
All of the little boys and girls,
BING: I'm from Briarcliff-On-The-Heather. It's the station right
after Thistle -On-The-Doon. Where are you from, Laddie?
BOB: I'm from
BING: I'm from Briarcliff-On-The-Heather. It's the station right
after Thistle -On-The-Doon. Where are you from, Laddie?
BOB: I'm from
as one
If everybody under the sun
Add some music to your day
(Add some music add some add some music to your day)
A bob didit a bop didit
You
your heart
First you feel that beat start
bubbling under
Then you hear the tom-toms
Loud as thunder
(it's moving me!)
Sounds a lot like being free
When
Well, you heard about the alligators
Sleepin' in the shade
You heard about the sugar barons
Screwin' up the glades
It's a melting pot existence that
And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round
And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round
And the blues fell mama's child, tore me all upside down
Blues fell mama's child, and it tore me all upside down
Travel on, poor Bob, just can't turn you 'round
In the County Tyrone, near the town of Dungannon,
Where many the ructions meself had a hand in.
Bob Williamson lived, a weaver by trade,
And all
a one-horse open sleigh.
Now the ground is white
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song;
Just get a bob-tailed bay
White boys please! Can barely believe
I walk by as they hold they skeets
By the seams of they jeans
CREAM get the money
And run it to the hills y'all
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