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| 1. |
| 3:34 | 
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| 2. |
| 4:15 | 
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When I was in my prime, I flourished like a vine.
Along there came a false young man, come stole the heart of mine. Come stole the heart of mine The gardener standing by, three offers he made me. The pink, the violet, and red rose, which I refused all three. Which I refused all three The pink's no flower at all, it fades away too soon. The violet is too pale a bloom, I think I'll wait till June I think I'll wait till June In June the red rose blooms, but it's not the flower for me. It's then I'll uproot the red, red rose, and plant a willow tree. And plant a willow tree And the willow tree shall weep and the willow tree shall mourn. How I wish I were in my young man's arms who stole the heart of mine. Who stole the heart of mine And if I'm spared young year more, and if God should grant me grace. I'll weep a bowl of crystal tears, and wash his deceitful face. And wash his deceitful face. |
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| 3. |
| 4:12 |
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Stay away from me
Cause i'm in my sin Stay away from me Cause i'm in my sin If this joint is raided Somebody get me my gin Don't try me nobody Cause you will never win Don't try me nobody Cause you will never win I'll fight the army and navy Somebody give me my gin I don't want no clothes I don't want no bed I don't want no clothes yeah Want no bed Want no pork chops and greens Just give me gin instead Stay away from me Cause i'm in my sin Stay away from me yeah Cause i'm in my sin Joint is raided I don't care! Give me my gin! I'm in my sin Joint is raided Lets go home So i can get me my gin |
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| 4. |
| 2:20 |
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I want a little sugar
In my bowl I want a little sweetness Down in my soul I could stand some lovin' Oh so bad I feel so funny and I feel so sad I want a little steam On my clothes Maybe I can fix things up So they'll go Whatsa matter Daddy Come on, save my soul I need some sugar in my bowl I ain't foolin' I want some sugar in my bowl You been acting different I've been told Soothe me I want some sugar in my bowl I want some steam On my clothes Maybe I can fix things up so they'll go Whatsa matter Daddy Come on, save my soul I want some sugar in my bowl I ain't foolin' I want some sugar hmmm In my bowl. |
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| 5. |
| 5:24 |
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| 6. |
| 3:57 |
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George Bass
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah Alright ye See-line woman She drink coffee She drink tea And then go home See-line woman See-line woman Dressed in green Wears silk stockings With golden seams See-line woman See-line woman Dressed in red Make a man lose his head See-line woman See-line woman Black dress on For a thousand dollars She wail and she moan See-line woman Wiggle wiggle Turn like a cat Wink at a man And he wink back Now child See-line woman Empty his pockets And wreck his days Make him love her And she'll fly away See-line woman Take it on out now Empty his pockets And she wreck his days And she make him love her Then she sure fly away She got a black dress on For a thousand dollars She wail and she moan... |
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| 7. |
| 5:28 |
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| 8. |
| 2:43 |
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Cross, Cory
I'll look around And when I've found me somebody who laughs like you I know somewhere spring must fill the air with sweetness Just as rare as a flower that you gave me to wear So I'll look around Sweetheart and when i've found me somebody Somebody who laughs like you I'll know this love that I've been dreaming of And it won't be the old love that I always knew Mmm who laughs like you I know somewhere spring must fill the air with sweetness Just as rare as a flower that you gave me to wear So I'll look around And when I've found me somebody who laughs like you I'll know this love that I've been dreaming of And it won't be the old love that I always knew |
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| 9. |
| 4:23 |
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| 10. |
| 4:55 |
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Ain't got no home, ain't got no shoes
Ain't got no money, ain't got no class Ain't got no skirts, ain't got no sweaters Ain't got no faith, ain't got no beard Ain't got no mind Ain't got no mother, ain't got no culture Ain't got no friends, ain't got no schooling Ain't got no love, ain't got no name Ain't got no ticket, ain't got no token Ain't got no God What have I got? Why am I alive anyway? Yeah, what have I got? Nobody can take away I got my hair, I got my head I got my brains, I got my ears I got my eyes, I got my nose I got my mouth, I got my smile I got my tongue, I got my chin I got my neck, I got my boobs I got my heart, I got my soul I got my back, I got my sex I got my arms, I got my hands I got my fingers, got my legs I got my feet, I got my toes I got my liver, got my blood I've got life, I've got my freedom I've got the life I got a headache, and toothache And bad times too like you I got my hair, I got my head I got my brains, I got my ears I got my eyes, I got my nose I got my mouth, I got my smile I got my tongue, I got my chin I got my neck, I got my boobies I got my heart, I got my soul I got my back, I got my sex I got my arms, I got my hands I got my fingers, got my legs I got my feet, I got my toes I got my liver, got my blood I've got life, I've got my freedom I've got life, I'm gonna keep it I've got life, I'm gonna keep it |
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| 11. |
| 6:54 |
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Traditional
There is a house in New Orleans Call it the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin Of many a poor girl And me, oh Lord, I'm one If I'd listened what my mama said Be at home today Bein' so young And foolish, my Lord Let a gambler lead me astray My mother was a tailor Sews new blue jeans My sweetheart's is a drunkarad, Lord Drinks down in New Orleans Go tell my baby sister Never do what I have done Shun that house in New Orleans They call it the Rising Sun Goin' back to New Orleans Race is almost run Goin' back to spend my life Beneath, beneath, beneath, oh Lord Beneath, oh now Beneath the rising, rising sun Now, now You come on bye |
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| 12. |
| 4:38 |
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Gordon Jenkins, Joe Bishop
Let me cry, let me sigh When I'm blue Let me go way from this lonely town Won't be long for my song Will be thru Cause I know I'm on my last go-round All the love I could steal beg or borrow Wouldn't heal all this pain in my soul What is Love but a prelude to sorrow With heartache ahead for your goal Here I go, now you know Why I'm leaving Got the Blues, What can I lose....Good-bye. |
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| 13. |
| 4:14 |
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Richard Rodgers, Lorenz Hart
Sprinh is here Why doesn't my heart go dancing Spring is here Why isn't the waltz entrancing No desire no ambition leads me Maybe it's becaus nobody needs me Spring is here Why doesn't the breeze delight me Stars appear Why doesn't the night invite me But maybe it's because nobody loves me Spring is here I hear Somebody told me spring is here |
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| 14. |
| 2:42 |
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Rudy Stevenson
Ain't no use baby I'm leaving the scene Ain't no use baby You're too doggone mean Yes I'm tired of paying dues Having the blues Hitting bad news Ain't no use baby Ain't no use baby I'm leaving town Ain't no use daddy I'm putting you down I'm gonna change my name Things won't be the same Cos I'm tired of palying your game Ain't no use baby I tell you ain't no use I tried all these years Lord knows I've tried Yes and I cried deep down inside But daddy why complain It's all over and you're to blame yeah yeah Ain't no use baby Shed them tears Ain't no use baby I cried for years for too many years You done had your fun Ain't no use Ain't no use Ain't no use daddy Ain't no use |
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| 15. |
| 3:43 |
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Traditional
If it hadn't been for cotton-eye joe I'd been married long time ago Where did you come from. Where did you go? Where did you come from cotton-eye joe? (repeat) He came to town like a midwinter storm He rode through the fields so Handsome and strong His eyes was his tools and his smile was his gun But all he had come for was having some fun (repeat intro) He brought disaster wherever he went The hearts of the girls was to hell broken sent They all ran away so nobody would know And left only men cause of cotton-eye joe (repeat intro) |
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