Lyrics:
Looking on various street corners
I'm sure you've seen it yourself
Standing on the corner is an alleged brother
Dressed in blue or green, red
When a norther started blowin',
And we called out every man
For it'd taken all us hands to hold 'em in
Well, Little Joe, the wrangler,
Was called
Continental Trailways blues
Well rollin' out for Houston, man we're finally rollin' now
Try to get some sleep and listen to that highway sound
I guess
in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home, Dad
I don't know when, but we'll get together then
If you ever get the chance to go to Dallas
Take it from me, pass it by
Cause you'll only sing the blues down in Dallas
Take it from me, don't go
can sing
Them blues like blind Willie McTell
There's a woman, she's standing by the river
She is with some fine young handsome man
See he's all dressed
the lunatic New York night
It's very unlikely we'll be driven out of town
Or be hung in a tree
That's unlikely!
Tonight these crowds
Are happy and loud
the lunatic New York night
It's very unlikely we'll be driven out of town
Or be hung in a tree
That's unlikely!
Tonight these crowds
Are happy and loud
of everything
Seventeen
Seventeen
Only comes once in a lifetime
Well don't it just fly by wild and free
Goin' anyway the wind blew baby
Seventeen
never said a word about me behind my back
And the way that I was raised to understand
Well, that alone, it makes him the better man
And he'd say,
Killin' you by degree
Well, I went upstairs
To pack my, a-leavin' trunk
An I ain't never, a-drunk no whiskey
Know the blues made me a-sloppy drunk
Oh, well I'm old enough to kick
And old enough to rock a the bop
Oh, well I'm old enough to kick
And old enough to rock a the bop
I got on my
[originally performed by The Who]
[I. Her Man's Been Gone]
Her man's been gone
For nigh a year
He was due home yesterday
But he ain't here
Her
We'll be together always this way
Your eyes are blue like the heavens above
Talk to me darlin' with a message of love
Now the reason we're here
Every
and chase my blues away
I can't help it, baby, you're so wonderful
Oh, how lucky can one man be
Oh, your tenderness and sweet caress
And it all belongs to me
by damn.
Finally, find out what I am is a family man.
And don't expect me to hit the road
At a moment's notice without my suitcase
With some
can build a snowman
And pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say are you married We'll say no man
But you can do the job When you're in town
tried workin and schoolin but there just not my plan, oh no
Can't ya see I'll always be a music man
Well I could be pickin bluegrass or singin
The old man knows very well
Going down by the snowbank, there's a mound
A mound that an old man knows good
Look who raises his shoe all over this
Play T.J. - from Chicago
Well, just treat your man right, woman
Day by day-ay
And get out your little prayer book
Get down on your knees and pray
then we went and hung out at the mall -- the mall we talk till I'm blue in the head 'cause we as well be dead we talk till I'm blue in the head van horne
the blues
I want to dance with you
Rock with you
We'll have a ball
Before the night is through
I want to dance with you
I want to dance with you
I want
And I ain't gonna think about trouble anymore
Well now, this old world sometimes it does get lonesome
And it's many a grown man has hung his head
man"
Lawd, lawd
"By no one man"
And then the high sheriff, he shot Lazarus
Well, he shot him with a mighty big number
Well the high sheriff, shot
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