King of the 12-String Guitar
Leadbelly lyrics
Leadbelly lyrics
"Midnight Special (version 2) Lyrics"
Come To Stay Lyrics
If you're sad and mad But glad to be away and free From all the pain you've known Inside you feel you've grown If you take your time
Yonder come Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know
Well I know by the apron and the dress she wore
Well an umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand
Well I'm gonna ask the governor, he turn a-lose a-my man
Let the midnight special, shine the light on me
Let the midnight special, shine
When you get up in the mornin', when that big bell ring
You go and march to the table, see the same damn thing
Knife and fork are on the table, there's nothin' in my pan
And if you say anything about it, havin' trouble with the man
Well I went to the nation and to the ter
Well I thought about the girl I love, in that Mexico
If you ever go to Houston, oh you better walk right
And you better not squallow and you better not fight
Sheriff Rocko will arrest you, Eddie Boone will take you down
You can bet your bottom dollar, penitentiary bound
Well jumpin' little Judy, she was a mighty fine girl
Well Judy brought jumpin' to this whole round world
Well she brought it in the mornin', just a while before day
She brought me the news, that my wife was dead
That started me to grievin', then hollerin' and a-cryin'
Then I had to give the worry about a been a long time
If you're sad and mad But glad to be away and free From all the pain you've known Inside you feel you've grown If you take your time
Yonder come Miss Rosie, how in the world do you know
Well I know by the apron and the dress she wore
Well an umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand
Well I'm gonna ask the governor, he turn a-lose a-my man
Let the midnight special, shine the light on me
Let the midnight special, shine
Wild Thing Lyrics
Wild thing, you make my heart sing, you make everything, Groovy Wild thing Wild thing, I think I love you
the ever-lovin' light on meWild thing, you make my heart sing, you make everything, Groovy Wild thing Wild thing, I think I love you
When you get up in the mornin', when that big bell ring
You go and march to the table, see the same damn thing
Knife and fork are on the table, there's nothin' in my pan
And if you say anything about it, havin' trouble with the man
Well I went to the nation and to the ter
Deme Quaden Thyrane Lyrics
On a cold mist october morning In the year of the lord 1462 The horses appeared on the hills of Brasov The process of damnation would soon be
rito(ry)On a cold mist october morning In the year of the lord 1462 The horses appeared on the hills of Brasov The process of damnation would soon be
Well I thought about the girl I love, in that Mexico
If you ever go to Houston, oh you better walk right
And you better not squallow and you better not fight
Sheriff Rocko will arrest you, Eddie Boone will take you down
You can bet your bottom dollar, penitentiary bound
Well jumpin' little Judy, she was a mighty fine girl
Well Judy brought jumpin' to this whole round world
Well she brought it in the mornin', just a while before day
She brought me the news, that my wife was dead
That started me to grievin', then hollerin' and a-cryin'
Then I had to give the worry about a been a long time