A Proper Introduction to Hank Snow: I'm Moving On
Hank Snow lyrics
Hank Snow lyrics
"Southern Cannonball Lyrics"
the young and the hopeless Lyrics
This world, this world is cold but you don't, you don't have to go you're feeling lonely and no one seems to care. your mother's gone and your father hits y
This world, this world is cold but you don't, you don't have to go you're feeling lonely and no one seems to care. your mother's gone and your father hits y
SOUTHERN CANNONBALL
(Jimmie Rodgers - Raymond E. Hall)
? '33 Peer International ?
I had to quit rail rollin' and it didn't agree at all
There was always something wrong with the Southern Cannonball
I once loved a maiden she was fa
Open Arms-Corey Clark Lyrics
Lying beside you Here in the dark Feeling your heart beat With mine Softly, you whisper You're so sincere
ir and tallLying beside you Here in the dark Feeling your heart beat With mine Softly, you whisper You're so sincere
Her pa he was the engineer on the Southern Cannonball
She promised she would wed me and we married in the month of June
And go to the magic island to spend our honeymoon
At last my dreams were shattered when she put me off of the stall
She said
Come On In (You Did The Best You Could Do) Lyrics
When I get tired and a little lonely, The worlds turned it?s cold back on me When I?m about to swear I ain?t got a friend left to my na
he whistle was broken on the Southern CannonballWhen I get tired and a little lonely, The worlds turned it?s cold back on me When I?m about to swear I ain?t got a friend left to my na
I loved this girl so dearly so I fixed the whistle back
The next thing she told me was the cabooses off of the track
But days and nights a labored to get this back off of a train
Always ready for my highball when the bell r
Somethin's Goin' On Lyrics
(Ian Hunter) The spirit of war is all around us 'N' everybody knows somethin's goin' on Fasten your seat belts - say goodbye
fused to ring(Ian Hunter) The spirit of war is all around us 'N' everybody knows somethin's goin' on Fasten your seat belts - say goodbye
I fixed the bell in a jiffy and I called the preacher done
Who married us in the old boxcar for the train refused to run
We made our home in a boomer shack I loved that southern sky
And we rocked the baby to sleep each night by a train whistle lullaby