Lyrics:
along with me
Come on Pretty Polly, and go along with me
Before we get married, some pleasure to see
Oh Willie, sweet Willie, I fear from your ways
I know his cat named Way-out Willie
He's got a groovy little chick named Rocking Lily
Yeah, rock and rolling Suzie Q
Do that crazy old hand jive,
Willie picks a tune out and he knows they gonna start
Down on the corner
Out in the street
Willie and the Poor Boys are playin'
Bring a nickel tap
sigøynersanger:
- Jai kan schpå dai og jai kan flå dai oppa-oppa!
Willie Nickerson blir øyeblikkelig forført av denne varmblodige spåkvinnen, og flytter inn i
In a world without Willie the Whiskey River runs dry
We’d still have rainstorms but there’d be no Crying Blue Eyes
No Red Headed Stranger boarding
grown folks is talking
Yo we don't play that
You know what I'm saying?
So you need to go in there and play witcha mama
Willie D
Willie sits in his stable door
And he's combing his coal-black steed
And he's doubting on fair Margaret's love
And his heart began to bleed
Give
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
I know his cat named Way-out Willie
He's got a groovy little chick named Rocking Lily
Yeah, rock and rolling Suzie Q
Do that crazy old hand jive,
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
Willie picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp
Down on the corner, out in the street
Willie and the poor boy's are playin'
Bring a nickel, tap your
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
Tis of a brave young highwayman this story I will tell
His name was Willie Brennan and in Ireland he did dwell
It was on the Kilwood Mountain he
I know a cat named way out Willie
He got a cool little chick named rockin' Millie
He can dance and stroll and Susie-Q
Do that crazy hand jive too
I know a cat named way out Willie
He got a cool little chick named rockin' Millie
He can dance and stroll and Susie-Q
Do that crazy hand jive too
Willie sits in his stable door
And he's combing his coal-black steed
He's doubting on fair Margaret's love
And his heart began to bleed
"Give corn
end up dead
So always pray when I end a day
Or start a day
Is Saturday
And shawty wanna go out on date
I know better
Willie go willie go willie go
Wee Willie John McFadden was
A loyal Orange Prod
Who thought that Ian Paisley was just
One step down from God
He thought they ate the children
In
martyrs fell
And I know one thing, nobody can sing
Them blues like blind Willie McTell
Well, I heard the hoot-owl singing
As they were taking down
[C] Well, Willie he [C7] carried his [F] guitar on his [C] back
As he hopped aboard a freight [G7] train
And [C] somewhere [C7] in the [F] cold
Haar naam is Koekie Koekie koeke loekie
Willie ophou rookie dra 'n stywe broekie
Haar naam is Koekie Koekie koeke loekie
Willie ophou rookie dra 'n
Sometimes I think about old folks back home
That 12 mile road that I used to roam.
Sometimes I think about that girl named Willie Jean
Wondering
many martyrs fell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
Well, I heard the hoot owl singing
As they were taking down
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