Sometimes I think I'm gonna lose my mind But it don't look like I ever do I loved so many people everywhere I went Some too much, others not enough
Are your garments all spotless? Are they white as the snow? Are you washed in the blood of the lamb? Is your soul all spotless? Is it clean as the snow
You get a hammer and I'll get a nail; You catch a bird and I'll catch a snail; You bring a board and I'll bring a saw, And we'll build a house for the
the battle at Valley Forge, the battle of Bully Run; And that was about the biggest thing that man has ever done. Next, we won the slavery war, some other
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have gone Since old Oklahoma's sandhills you did roam? Is it Heaven's wide streets that you're tying your
Trouble with him he's been too rough Lord, lord, got those Brown's Ferry Blues Two old maids a-sitting in the sand Each one wishing that the other was
A bubble, and a bubble And I bubble my gum A bubble, and a bubble And I bubble my gum A blabber, and a blubber And I blubber my gum A bleeber,
I'd like to rest my heavy head tonight On a bed of California stars I'd like to lay my weary bones tonight On a bed of California stars I'd love to feel
Oh I'm thinking tonight of my Blue Eyes As I'm sailing far over the sea; I am thinking tonight of your Blue Eyes, Dear, I wonder if you ever think of
ve crossed Pease River and homeward we are bound, No more in that hell-fired country shall ever be found. Go home to our wives and sweethearts, tell others
Let's have Christ our President Let us have him for our king Cast your vote for the Carpenter That you call the Nazarene The only way we can ever beat
How many hundred Does it take To grab me down That Cadillac eight? Cadillac eight You get straight Cadillac eight You get straight Grab me down My Cadillac
Foot in the stirrup and my hand on the horn I'm the best darn cowboy ever was born [Chorus:] Singing ki yi yippee yippee yi yippeo Singing ki yi yippee
Mama oh mama, come wash my face Wash my face, come wash face Mama oh mama, come wash my face Make it nice and clean-o Daddy oh daddy, come fix
"Good Morning, Mister Sunshine!" "Good morning, Man!" I'm just a stranger, travelin' 'cross y'r land; Do y' need a good workhand On your big Grand Coulee
Gang around me you cowpunks, and hear my sad wall 'Bout that battle had on the Triple Six Trail; I got sick of the blabber of my dirty mouth boss. From
Come see my little baby, Come see my little baby, Come see my little angel, Come see! Come see my little baby, Come see my little baby, Come see my pretty
Way down in Columbus Stockade want to be back in Tennessee Way down in Columbus Stockade where my friends went back on me You can go and leave me