was eighty-four What a slimy old bastard he was Man don't you think I know she hates me Man don't you think I know that she's no good If she knew how
A light shines on the goatherd And the snow lingers yet on the ground In the forest deep where the grey wolf sleeps Comes a wonderful, wonderful sound
Doctor, let me tell you something about myself I'm a college man and I'm very wealthy I've got no time to trifle with trash like you Cause I must be '
Yes, we've seen it) Have you seen me in my plane, racin' with the sun (Yes, we have) Have you seen me climb atop the ancient ruins of Tuscaloosa Just as the old
Got a wife, got a family Earn my livin' with my hand I'm a roller in a steel mill In downtown Birmingham My daddy was a barber And a most unsightly
mill And he makes more money than you ever will He just got married to a Polish girl With a space between her teeth When he was ten or eleven years old
(Huey P. Long and Castro Carazo.) Why weep or slumber America Land of brave and true With castles and clothing and food for all All belongs to you
Yes, baby, I been drinkin' And I shouldn't come by I know But I found myself in trouble, darlin' And I had nowhere else to go Got some whisky from the
Good morning, good morning, good morning And a very happy birthday to you Susie sing happy birthday to Daddy Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to
If we didn't have Jesus We wouldn't have no one at all If we didn't have Jesus We wouldn't have no one at all If we didn't have Jesus We wouldn't have
Everybody gather 'round Loosen up your suspenders Hunker down on the ground I'm a cracker And you are too But don't I take good care of you Who built
What had happened down there was the wind had changed Cloud rolled in from the north and it started to rain It rained real hard and it rained for a real
You looked like a princess the night we met With your hair piled up high I will never forget I'm drunk right now baby But I've got to be Or I never could
you're lyin' Maybe you have lost your mind Maybe you're only thinking 'bout yourself Too late to run. Too late to cry now The time has come for us to say good
Seein' that tomorrow's my birthday Happy birthday to you Seein' that this is the final night of my 29th year Happy birthday to you Seein' that all my
Old lady head up toward Broad Street Shufflin' uptown against the wind She had started to cry-wiped a tear from her eye And looked back to see where she had been Old
What has happened down here is the winds have changed Clouds roll in from the north and it started to rain Rained real hard and it rained for a real
too loud We're too dumb to make it in no Northern town And we're keepin' the niggers down We got no-necked oilmen from Texas And good ol' boys from Tennessee
