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Sixteen Tons
SIXTEEN TONS. Writer Merle Travis. . Some people say man is made out of mud A poor man's made out of muscle and blood Muscle and blood and skin and bone A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong You load sixteen tons and what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal And the store-boss said the "Well-a bless my soul" You load sixteen tons and what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain Fightin' and trouble are my middle name I was raised in the cane-brake by an old mama lion Cain't no a high-tone woman make me walk the line You load sixteen tons and what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store If you see me comin', better step aside A lot of men didn't and a lot of men died One fist of iron, the other of steel If the right one don't git ya, then the left one will You load sixteen tons and what do you get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store.
Six Pack To Go
Hey, Mister Bartender. Please don't be so slow. I got time for one more round. And a six pack to go. . Tomorrow mornin's Sunday. I'm gonna be feelin' low.
Six Days On The Road
SIX DAYS ON THE ROAD. Writers Earl Green, Carl Montgomery. . Well, I pulled out of Pittsburgh Rollin' down the Eastern Seaboard I've got my diesel wound up And she's running like never before There's a speed zone ahead, all right I don't see a cop in sight Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight I got ten forward gears And a Georgia overdrive I'm taking little white pills And my eyes are open wide I just passed a 'Gimmy' and a 'White' I've been passin' everything in sight Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Well, it seems like a month Since I kissed my baby good-bye I could have a lot of women But I'm not like some other guys I could find one to hold me tight But I could never believe that it's right Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight I.C.C. is checking on down the line I'm a little overweight and my log's three days behind But nothing bothers me tonight I can dodge all the scales all right Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Well my rig's a little old But that don't mean she's slow There's a flame from her stack And the smoke's rolling black as coal My hometown's coming in sight If you think I'm happy your right Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.
Sing Me Something Sentimental
Sing me something sentimental. Make it anything that's blue. Sing it sweet and sing it tender. Just the way she used to do. . If I cry take no attention.
Simple Simon Simple Heart
Simple simon simple heart you met a girlie at the fair. Miss your timin' simple heart when you thought that she could care. Simple simon you're not smart she gave her love to someone new.
Silver Bells
SILVER BELLS. Writers Ray Evans, Jay Livingston. . Silver bells, silver bells It's Christmas time in the city Ring-a-ling, hear them ring Soon it will be Christmas day City sidewalks, busy sidewalks Dressed in holiday style In the air there's a feeling of Christmas Children laughing, people passing Meeting smile after smile And on every street corner you'll hear Silver bells, silver bells It's Christmas time in the city Ring-a-ling, hear them ring Soon it will be Christmas day Strings of streetlights, even stoplights Blink a bright red and green As the shoppers rush home with their treasures Hear the snow crunch, see the kids bunch This is Santa's big scene And above all this bustle you'll hear Silver bells, silver bells It's Christmas time in the city Ring-a-ling, hear them ring Soon it will be Christmas day.
Signed Sealed And Delivered
Signed sealed and delivered a package containing my heart. To open remove the wrapper but please don't tear it apart. You tore up this heart when you left me you left me alone and so blue.
Shotgun Boogie
SHOTGUN BOOGIE. (Tennessee Ernie Ford). '50 Hill and Range Songs. . There it stands in the corner with the barrel so straight I looked out the window and over the gate The big, fat rabbits are a-jumpin' in the grass Wait'll they hear my old shotgun blast Shotgun Boogie, I done saw your tracks Look out Mr. Rabbit when I cock my hammer back Well, over on the ridge is a scaly bark Hick'ry nuts so big you can see 'em in the dark The big fat squirrels they scratch and they bite I'll be on that ridge before daylight Shotgun Boogie, all I need is one shot Look out bushy tail, tonight you'll be in the pot Well, I met a pretty gal, she was tall and thin I asked her what she had, she said: "A Fox Four-Ten" I looked her up and down and said: "Boy, this is love" So we headed for the brush to shoot a big fat dove Shotgun Boogie, boy the feathers flew Look out Mister Dove when she draws a bead on you I sat down on a log, took her on my lap She said, "Wait a minute, bub, you got to see my Pap He's got a sixteen-gauge choked down like a rifle He don't like a man that's a-gonna trifle" Shotgun Boogie, draws a bead so fine Look out big boy, he's loaded all the time Well, I called on her Pap like a gentleman oughta He said: "No brush hunter's gonna get my daughter" He cocked back the hammer right on the spot When the gun went off, I outran the shot Shotgun Boogie, I wanted wedding bells I'll be back little gal, when your pappy runs out of shells.
Shenandoah Waltz
In the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia. Lives a girl who is waiting just for me. Many times we waltzed in the moonlight. And in her loving arms I long to be.
She's Just A Whole Lot Like You
I found you again in somebody new. It's sorta like old time, doing things we used to do. She's just about your size, that same look in her eyes. Yes, she's just a whole lot like you.
She's A Girl Without Any Sweetheart
She's a girl without any sweetheart and each night she sits there alone. This whole world she'd give for a new start but the chances she had now are gone.
She Thinks I Still Care
SHE THINKS I STILL CARE. Writer Dickey Lee. . Just because I asked a friend about her. Just because I spoke her name somewhere. Just because I rang her number by mistake today.
September In The Rain
The leaves of brown came tumbling down. Remember that September in the rain. The sun went out just like a dying ember. That September in the rain. . To every word of love, I heard you whisper.
Scotch And Soda
SCOTCH AND SODA. Writer Dave Guard. . Scotch and soda, mud in your eye. Baby, do I feel high, oh, me, oh, my. Do I feel high.. Dry martini, jigger of gin. Oh, what a spell you've got me in, oh, my. Do I feel high..
Santa Claus Is Coming To Town
SANTA CLAUS IS COMING TO TOWN. Writers J, Fred Coots, Haven Gillespie. . You better watch out You better not cry Better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town He's making a list, And checking it twice; Gonna find out Who's naughty and nice. Santa Claus is coming to town He sees you when you're sleeping He knows when you're awake He knows if you've been bad or good So be good for goodness sake Oh! You better watch out! You better not cry. Better not pout, I'm telling you why. Santa Claus is coming to town. Santa Claus is coming to town.
San Antonio Rose
SAN ANTONIO ROSE. (Bob Wills). '40 Hill and Range Songs. . Deep within my heart lies a melody a song of old San Antone. Where in dreams I lived with a memory beneath the stars all alone.
Sweet & Addictive
You don't even want to know. the shit I go through. . You don't even wanna see. the hell it put me through. . 'Cause it's bad and it's rough. and it always calls your bluff.
Straight To Hell
Well my worn-out boots are taking me downtown. and I'm looking for trouble and I wanna get loud.. . Serve me up a drink and I'll shoot it right down. and I'll jump up on the bar and holler "One more round!".
Smoke & Wine
Well, I have got no money but I am doin' fine.. I'm just a hillbilly hell-raiser; I'm tryin' to kill my time.. An' I'm lookin' for that gal, about five foot ten..
(seashores Of) Old Mexico
I left out of Tucson with no destination in mind. I was running from trouble and the jail term the judge had in mind. And the border meant freedom a new life and romance.
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