Baby, saddle my pony, saddle up my black mare. Baby, saddle my pony, saddle up my black mare. I'm gonna find a rider, baby, in the world somewhere. . "Hello central, the matter with your line?".
Peg o' my heart, I love you. We'll never part for I love you. Dear little girl, sweet little girl. Sweeter than the Rose of Erin. It's the shamrock we'll be sharing.
If not today. Maybe tomorrow. If not tomorrow. Maybe in a week. No matter how far from me. I push you. It needs to find me. Progress. I see out. From the top of my apartment.
Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love. Pale moon is casting shadows from above. Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat. Within me, there grows a rhythmic, savage beat.
Hey, Bill Bailey, don't look now but somebody's calling you. Who, why, your lady friend, that's who. If I were you, If I were you, I'd get my little old self home.
My plain Jane never wear no lipstick or paint. You know she'll never try to be what she ain't. Come early in the morning you can hear the fella's call (woo).
Pity, pity, pity Miss Kitty. Have a little mercy on me. Well, pity, pity, pity, Miss Kitty. Wont you set my poor heart free?. You know Johnny B. Goode and Zorro, too.
There are sad things. There are bad things, the blues. When they threaten, start betting you'll lose. . You hide yourself behind a prayer. The blues'll come and they'll find you there.
You know, it's such a shame. That it's so hard to find. Good, honest, legal help these days. . See, the problem with my brother and me is. We're recidivists, habitual, criminal offenders.
places and spaces iv'e been. had a lot of women. seen a lot of land. takes a little while. then you'll understand.
I went up on the mountain to see what poor Kelly done. He killed his woman and didn't even attempt to run. Up on the mountain just to see what poor Kelly done.
I was up this mornin'. Ah, the blues walkin' like a man. I was up this mornin'. Ah, the blues walkin' like a man. Worried blues. Give me your right hand.
Please baby, let's get it right. I don't think, I can take it, one more night. I know I love you, I love you, I love you. Though the stars are mine. So please, please baby, show me you are mine.
[Instrumental]. . I'm goin' where those people sing. Sellin' me those crazy things. About the future and afterlife. About my twenty kids and thirty wifes.
He stays out far too late,. Drinking alone.. Likes to hang out at the bar,. He's the last to go home.. His world just keeps on spinning,. He's way out of control,.