Me & Bobby Mcgee
Ramblin' Jack Elliot lyrics
Ramblin' Jack Elliot lyrics
"Night Herding Song Lyrics"
Hot Rods To Hell Lyrics
Pitch fork in my hands Horns on my head There ain't no more to say I sold my soul a long time ago That
Pitch fork in my hands Horns on my head There ain't no more to say I sold my soul a long time ago That
I've seen it all boys -- I've been all over.
Been everywhere in the whole wide world.
I rode the high line with old blind Darby.
I danced real slow with Ida Jane.
I was full of wonder when I left Murfreesboro.
Now I am full of hollow on Maxwell street...
And I hope my Pony
I hope my Pony
I hope my Pony knows the way back home.
I walked from Natcher to Hushpukena.
I built a fire by the side of the road.
I worked for nothin in a Belzoni saw mill.
I caught a Blind o
Run for the Roses Lyrics
Run,run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens, the sooner it closes. Meddle, meddle, friend of mine, all good things in a
ut on the B and O.Run,run, run for the roses, the bigger it opens, the sooner it closes. Meddle, meddle, friend of mine, all good things in a
Talullah's friendly.
Belzoni ain't so.
A 44'll get you 99.
And I hope my Pony
I hope my Pony
I hope my Pony knows the way back home.
I run my race with burnt face Jake.
Gave him a Manzanita cross.
Wat Fijn om Idioot te Zijn Lyrics
Wat fijn Om idioot te zijn Zo weerloos als een clown Die ontwapent door verdriet Roept lach of ik schiet I lived on nothin but dreams and train smoke.
Somehow my watch and chain got lost.
I wish I was home in Evelyn's Kitchen,
With old Gyp curled around my feet.
And I hope my Pony
I hope my Pony
I hope my Pony knows the way back home.
Wat fijn Om idioot te zijn Zo weerloos als een clown Die ontwapent door verdriet Roept lach of ik schiet
Somehow my watch and chain got lost.
I wish I was home in Evelyn's Kitchen,
With old Gyp curled around my feet.
And I hope my Pony
I hope my Pony
I hope my Pony knows the way back home.