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Mavis
04:10
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Believe me, the lyrics are terrible. You don't want to know.
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I Can't Escape from You
05:19
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Blue Moon of Kentucky
04:43
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Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
Shine on the one that's gone and proved untrue
Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue
It was on a moonlight night
The stars were shining bright
And they whispered from on high
Your love has said good-bye
Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
Shine on the one that's gone and said good-bye
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4. |
Smile Darn Ya Smile
04:03
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Smile, darn ya, smile.
The world's not such a bad place after all.
Smile, darn ya, smile.
Relax and have beer and have a ball!
Things are not as bad as they are painted
So shake your neighbour's hand and get acquainted.
Let's do this in style.
Smile, darn ya, smile.
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Judge your honour, you wanna hear my plea
Before you open up your court.
Cause I don't want no sympathy.
I done cut my good man's throat.
I caught him with a trifling Jane,
I warned him 'bout before.
I had my knife and went insane.
The rest you ought to know
Judge (JUDGE!), judge (JUDGE!), dear mister judge,
Send me to the 'lectric chair
Judge (JUDGE!), judge (JUDGE!), lordy lordy judge,
I wanna get away from here.
I wanna take a journey
To the devil down below.
Done killed my man
I just wanna reap just what I sow.
Oh judge (JUDGE!), judge (JUDGE!), lordy lordy judge
Take me to the 'lectric chair.
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Judge (JUDGE!), judge (JUDGE!), lordy lordy judge
Take me to the 'lectric chair.
Judge (JUDGE!), judge (JUDGE!), good kind judge
I love him so dear.
I stabbed him with my Barlow,
I kicked him in the side,
I stood here laughing over him
While he wallowed around and died.
Judge, judge, lordy lordy judge,
Take me to the 'lectric chair.
I don't want no good man
To pay my bail.
Babe I don't want to spend no
Ninety years in some stinking jail.
So judge, judge, sweet judge,
Send me to the 'lectric chair.
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6. |
Algiers Strut
04:31
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7. |
Stars Fell on Alabama
05:07
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I can't forget the glamour
Your eyes held a tender light
And stars fell on Alabama
Last night
My heart beat like a hammer
Your arms wrapped around me tight
And stars fell on Alabama
Last night
I never dreamed in my imagination
A situation so heavenly
A fairyland that no one else could enter
And in the centre just you and me, dear
I can't forget the drama
Your arms wrapped around me tight
And stars fell on Alabama
Last night
I never dreamed in my imagination
A situation so heavenly
A fairyland that no one else could enter
And in the centre just you and me, dear.
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8. |
I'm on the Firing Line
05:25
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This world and its allurements
May try to sway my soul.
But it can never sway me
I've given to him control.
In him I am confiding
In his love I am abiding.
He will keep me on the firing line
I'm on the firing line
To heaven I am flying.
I'm on the firing line
I'll do my soldier time.
Satan had bound but Jesus he found me.
I'm on the firing line, to stay
Well it's worth the while to serve him
Whatever may betide.
For in his precious promise
He'll be right by our side.
Though all the world forsake us
In his arms he will take us
If we stay right on the firing line.
I'm on the firing line
To heaven I am flying.
I'm on the firing line
I'll do my soldier time.
Satan had bound but Jesus he found me.
I'm on the firing line, to stay
And when the work has ended
And we near the swelling tide
We shall hear our savior calling
From the other side.
With joy he will meet us,
All the angels there to greet us
If we stay right on the firing line
I'm on the firing line
To heaven I am flying.
I'm on the firing line
I'll do my soldier time.
Satan had bound but Jesus he found me.
I'm on the firing line, to stay
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You Tell Me Your Dreams
04:04
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I had a dream, dear
You had one, too
Mine was the best dream
Because it was of you
Come, sweetheart, tell me
Now is the time
You tell me your dream
And I'll tell you mine
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10. |
Poor Man Blues
04:59
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Mister rich man, rich man
Open up your heart and mind
Mister rich man, rich man
Open up your heart and mind
Give the poor man a chance
Help stop these hard times
Well you living in your mansion
You don't know what hard time means
Well you living in your mansion
You don't know what hard time means
The poor man's wife is starving
Your wife's living like a queen
Listen to our pleading
We can't stand these hard times long
Listen to our pleading
We can't stand these hard times long
Make an honest man do things
You and I both know are wrong
All men fought all the battles
All men would fight again today
All men fought all the battles
All man would fight again today
They do anything you want
In the name of the U.S.A
Now the war is over
All men wanna be the same as you
Well the war is over
All men wanna be the same as you
Mister rich man, rich man
Without the poor man, what would you do?
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11. |
Sudbury Saturday Night
04:00
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The girls are out to bingo and the boys are gettin' stinko,
And we think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
The glasses they will tinkle when our eyes begin to twinkle,
And we'll think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
Well there’s Irish Jim O'Connel there and Scotty Jack MacDonald,
There's honky Fredrick Hurchell gettin' tight, but that's alright,
There's Happy German Fritzy there with Frenchy getting tipsy,
And even Joe the Gypsy knows it's Saturday tonight.
Now when Mary Ann and Mabel come to join us at the table,
And tell us how the Bingo went tonight, we'll look a fright.
But if they won the money, we'll be lappin' up the honey, boys,
'Cause everything is funny, and it's Saturday tonight
The girls are out to bingo and the boys are gettin' stinko,
And we're gonna think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
The glasses they will tinkle when our eyes begin to twinkle,
And we'll think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
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We'll drink the loot we borrowed and recuperate tomorrow,
'Cause everything is wonderful tonight, we had a good fight,
We ate the Dilly Pickle and we forgot about the Nickel,
And everybody's tickled, for it's Saturday tonight
The songs that we'll be singing, they might be wrong but they'll be ringing,
When all the lights of town are shining bright, and we're all tight,
We'll get to work on Monday, but tomorrow's only Sunday,
And we're out to have a fun day for it's Saturday tonight. Yeah
The girls are out to bingo and the boys are gettin' stinko,
And we're gonna think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
The glasses they will tinkle when our eyes begin to twinkle,
And we'll think no more of Inco on a Sudbury Saturday night.
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12. |
Caldonia
05:15
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Well I'm walking with my baby she's got big feet.
She's long, she's lanky, got nothing to eat.
But she's my baby. I love her just the same.
I'm crazy bout her, Caldonia is her name
Caldonia!
Caldonia!
What makes your big head so hard?
I love her. I love her just the same.
Oh I'm crazy bout her, Caldonia is her name
Well now my Caldonia, she's long, she's tall.
She sleeps in the kitchen, her foot's in the hall.
I love her. Love her just the same.
Oh I'm crazy bout her, Caldonia is her name
Caldonia!
Caldonia!
What makes your big head so hard?
I love her. I love her just the same.
Oh I'm crazy bout her, Caldonia is her name
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Patrick Tevlin Toronto, Ontario
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