Lyrics:
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
in the night
Take my word, the mockingbird'll sing the saddest kind o' song
He knows things are wrong, and he's right
From Natchez to mobile,
(after the song ends)
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER... As you can see, MUSIC can get you
pretty fucked up...Take a tip from Joe, do like he did,
You've got the music in your heart
I know just how to make it start
You know the song that makes me sing
You know the tune, so play my strings
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
trafficking,
Follow me come jam-jam to this song afi rock from night to the early morn,
Yo every body gather round make we sing this song,
Man and woman
the sound's all wrong
It's the way he sing his song
Come with me, my honey
There's a moon aglow
Come with me, my honey
Come with Calypso Joe
Pretty little
old songs.
Sing.
I throw my pennies in an old milk jug. I'll have me a fortune someday.
He throws his pennies in an old milk jug, but a fortune he'll
The Rookery - by Sam Baardman
Every night I have a dream, I'm talking to a folk singer
He's looking worn and kind of lean, says he hasn't been
[Spoken]
Folks, I'd like to sing a song about the American Dream. About me. About you.
The way our American hearts beat down in the bottom of our
took out his guitar and played me his song
But to his surprise my socks were still on
I said I'm sorry to burst your bubble Joe
But that wasn't exactly
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooh ooh ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she's singing
Ooh ooh ooh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like
search this wide world over
Never find a sweeter man as me
I want six crapshooters to be my pallbearers
Three pretty women to sing a song
Stick
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