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"Old Moke Pickin On The Banjo Lyrics"
Club At The End Of The Street - Elton John, Bernie Lyrics
When the shades are drawn And the light of the moon is banned And the stars up above Walk the heavens hand in hand There's a shady place At
When the shades are drawn And the light of the moon is banned And the stars up above Walk the heavens hand in hand There's a shady place At
Old Moke Pickin' on the Banjo
He-bang, she-bang, daddy shot a bear
Shot it in the stern, me boys, and never turned a hair
We're all from the railroad, too-rer-loo
Oh, the old moke pickin' on the banjo.
cho: Hooraw! What the hell's the row?
We're all from the railroad, too-rer-lo
Love Grove Lyrics
Sugar honey honey sexy Sugar honey honey sexy A Limited sensation To that feeling that you crave One that means much more to youo
We're all from the railroad, too-rer-loo
Oh, the old moke pickin' on the banjo!
Pat, get back, take in yer slack. Heave away, me boys;
Heave away, me bully boys, why don't ye make some noise?
We're all from the railroad, too-rer-loo etc.
Roll her, boys, bowl her, boys, give 'er flamin' gip,
Waiting for a Friend Lyrics
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Drag thc anchor off the mud, an' let the barstard rip !Sugar honey honey sexy Sugar honey honey sexy A Limited sensation To that feeling that you crave One that means much more to you
We're all from the railroad, too-rer-loo
Oh, the old moke pickin' on the banjo!
Pat, get back, take in yer slack. Heave away, me boys;
Heave away, me bully boys, why don't ye make some noise?
We're all from the railroad, too-rer-loo etc.
Roll her, boys, bowl her, boys, give 'er flamin' gip,
Waiting for a Friend Lyrics
We're all from the railroad, too-rer-loo etc.
Rock-a-block, chock-a-block, heave the caps'n round,
Fish the flamin' anchor up, for we are outward bound.
Out chocks, two blocks, heave away or bust,
Bend yer backs, me bully boys, kick up some flamin' dust.
Cold Reader Lyrics
I..can only hurt your case It's written on your face You always come to me I won't be used, but.. I - can't fight you anymore I know it'll
I..can only hurt your case It's written on your face You always come to me I won't be used, but.. I - can't fight you anymore I know it'll
Whisky-O, johnny-O, the mudhook is in sight,
'Tis a hell-of-a-way to the gals that wait, an' the ol' Nantucket
Light;
From Shanties from the Seven Seas, Hugill
Recorded (on cassette) by the Morgans.
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