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  • 25-12-1972
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    Teo
    Composer(s): Pablo Guerrero - Hilario Camacho
    Performer(s): Pablo Guerrero



    Fue un disparo de tiempo
    lo que hizo añicos su canción
    su peonza de viento
    su caballo de plata o de cartón

    Fue un disparo de miedo
    cuando vio
    un mundo duro y solo
    reino del diente y la pistola
    Y no
    entonces no quiso creer
    para no ser como ellos

    Caminando entre dunas
    para siempre niño, para siempre poeta
    Mapas desconocidos
    y un sombrero de sombra a la cabeza

    Amigo
    Teo, amigo
    hasta qué hondo llegó
    tu asombro y tu desprecio
    caminante increíble
    de la desolación
    Entonces no quiso crecer
    para no ser como ellos



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    My Prayer
    Composer(s): Georges Boulanger; Jimmy Kennedy
    Originally performed by: Glenn Miller
    Covered by various other artists



    My prayer is to linger with you
    At the end of the day
    In a dream that's devine

    My prayer is a rapture in blue
    With a world far away
    And your lips close to mine
    Tonight while our hearts are aglow
    Oh tell me the words that I'm longing to know

    My prayer and the answer you give
    May they still be the same
    For as long as we live
    That you'll always be there
    At the end of my prayer

    My prayer is to linger with you
    At the end of each day
    In a dream that's devine

    My prayer is a rapture in blue
    With a world far away
    And your lips close to mine
    Tonight while our hearts are aglow
    Oh tell me the words that I'm longing to know

    My prayer and the answer you give
    May they still be the same
    For as long as we live
    That you'll always be there
    At the end of my prayer



    Categorie:Eng. Songs
    Tags:Glenn Miller

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    Green Dolphin Street
    Performer(s): Ella Fitzgerald & Joe Pass



    Lover, one lovely day
    Love came planning to stay
    Green Dolphin Street supplied the setting
    The setting for nights beyond forgetting

    And through these moments apart
    Memories live in my heart
    When I recall the love I found on
    I could kiss the ground on
    Green Dolphin Street




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    Green Door
    Composer(s): Bob Davie; Marvin Moore
    Performer(s): Shakin' Stevens;
    and various other artists



    Midnight
    One more night without sleepin'
    Uuh, Watchin'
    Till that mornin' comes creepin'
    Green door
    What's that secret you're keepin'?

    There's an old piano and they play it hot
    Behind the Green Door (Green Door)
    Don't know what they're doin' but they laugh a lot
    Behind the gren door! (Green Door)
    Wish they'd let me in so I could find out
    What's behind the Green Door! (Green Door)

    Knocked once
    Tried to tell them I'd been there
    Door slammed!
    Hospitality's thin there
    Wonder
    Just what's going on in there

    Saw an eyeball peepin' through a smoky cloud
    Behind the green door (Green Door)
    When I said 'Joe sent me' someone laughed out loud
    Behind the green door (Uuh Green Door)
    All I want to do is join the happy crowd
    Behind the green door! (Green Door)

    Midnight
    One more night without sleepin'
    Watchin'
    Till that mornin' comes creepin'
    Green door
    What's that secret you're keepin'?

    There's an old piano and they play it hot
    Behind the Green Door (Green Door)
    Don't know what they're doin' but they laugh a lot
    Behind the gren door! (Green Door)
    Wish they'd let me in so I could find out
    What's behind the Green Door! (Green Door)

    Saw an eyeball peepin' through a smoky cloud
    Behind the green door (Green Door)
    When I said 'Joe sent me' someone laughed out loud
    Behind the green door (ha, ha ha, oh)
    All I want to do is join the happy crowd
    Behind the green door! (Green Door)

    Wish they'd let me in so I could find out
    What's behind the Green Door! (Green Door)




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    24-12-1972
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    Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out
    Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
    First release by: Bruce Springsteen - 1975



    Tear drops on the city
    Bad Scooter searching for his groove
    Seem like the whole world walking pretty
    And you can't find the room to move
    Well everybody better move over, that's all
    I'm running on the bad side
    And I got my back to the wall
    Tenth Avenue freeze-out, Tenth Avenue freeze-out

    I'm stranded in the jungle
    Taking all the heat they was giving
    The night is dark but the sidewalk's bright
    And lined with the light of the living
    From a tenement window a transistor blasts
    Turn around the corner things got real quiet real fast
    She hit me with a Tenth Avenue freeze-out
    Tenth Avenue freeze-out
    And I'm all alone, I'm all alone
    And kid you better get the picture
    And I'm on my own, I'm on my own
    And I can't go home

    When the change was made uptown
    And the Big Man joined the band
    From the coastline to the city
    All the little pretties raise their hands
    I'm gonna sit back right easy and laugh
    When Scooter and the Big Man bust this city in half
    With a Tenth Avenue freeze-out, Tenth Avenue freeze-out
    Tenth Avenue freeze-out...



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    Un'estate Fa
    Dutch & French Titles:
    Zoals Een Mooi Verhaal; Un Beau Roman; Une Belle Histoire
    Composer(s): Pierre Delanoë; Michel Fugain; F. Califano
    Performer(s): Mina
    and various other artists
    (Originally performed by: Michel Fugain)



    Un'estate fa la storia di noi due
    era un pò come una favola
    ma l'estate va e porta via con sè
    anche il meglio delle favole
    La tua strada è là ma ci dividerà
    la mia strada della vacanza
    segnerà la tua lontananza
    Un'estate fa non c'eri che tu
    ma l'estate somiglia a un gioco
    è stupenda ma dura poco
    Torno a casa mia e torni pure tu
    sono cose che succedono
    un'estate in più che mi regalerà
    un autunno malinconico senza te
    E finice qui la storia di noi due
    due amanti che si perdono
    Un'estate fa la storia di noi due
    era un pò come una favola



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Green Acres
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    Green Acres
    Composer(s): Victor Mizzy
    Performer(s): Flatt & Scruggs; and various other artists



    Green acres is the place for me
    Farm livin’ is the life for me
    Land spreadin’ out so far and wide
    Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside

    New York is where I’d rather stay
    I get allergic smelling hay
    I just adore a penthouse view
    Dah-ling I love you but give me Park Avenue

    The chores
    The stores
    Fresh air
    Times Square

    You are my wife
    Good bye, city life
    Green Acres we are there!




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    23-12-1972
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    Tenterfield Saddler
    Composer(s): Peter Alan
    Performer(s): Peter Alan; Olivia Newton-John; Todd McKenny



    The late George Woolnough
    Worked on High Street and lived on Manners
    Fifty two years he sat on his verandah
    And made his saddles
    And if you had questions about sheep, or flowers or dogs
    You'd just ask the saddler, who lived without sin
    They're building a library for him

    Time is a traveller, Tenterfield Saddler
    Turn your head
    Ride again jackaroo, think I see kangaroo up ahead

    The son of George Woolnough
    Went off and got married and had a way baby
    Something was wrong and it's easier to drink then go crazy
    And if there were questions about why the end was so sad
    Well George had no answers about why a son
    Ever has need of a gun

    Time is a traveller, Tenterfield Saddler
    Turn your head
    Ride again jackaroo, think I see kangaroo up ahead

    The Grandson of George has been all round the world
    And lives no special place
    Changed his last name and he married a girl
    With an interesting face
    He'd almost forgotten them both
    Because in the life that he leads
    There's nowhere for George and his library
    Or the son with his gun to belong
    Except in this song

    Time is a traveller, Tenterfield Saddler
    Turn your head
    Ride again jackaroo, think I see kangaroo up ahead

    Oh time is a meddler, Tenterfield Saddler
    Make your bed
    Fly away cockatoo, down on the ground emu up ahead

    Oh time is a traveller, Tenterfield Saddler
    Turn your head
    Fly away cockatoo, down on the ground emu up ahead



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    My Pony Boy
    Composer(s): Charlie O'Donnell; Bobbie Heath
    Performer(s): Lillian Lorraine



    Way out west, in a nest from the rest dwelt the bestest little Bronco Boy
    He could ride, he could glide o'er the prairies like an arrow
    Every maid in the glade was afraid he would trade his little heart away
    So each little peach made a nice little speech of love to him

    Pony Boy, Pony Boy, won't you be my Tony Boy?
    Don't say no, here we go off across the plains
    Marry me, carry me right away with you
    Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, whoa!
    My Pony Boy

    Till one day, out that way, so they say, came to stay a fluffy ruffle girl
    She made eyes, she surprised, and he found his heart was lassoed
    When he thought he was caught, how he fought, but she taught this pony boy to love
    But he balked when she talked of a trip to New York, so she sang to him

    Pony Boy, Pony Boy, won't you be my Tony Boy?
    Don't say no, here we go off across the plains
    Marry me, carry me right away with you
    Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, whoa!
    My Pony Boy

    Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, whooooooa!
    My Pony Boy



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Great Speckled Bird
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    Great Speckled Bird
    Composer(s): Roy Carter; Guy Smith
    Performer(s): Roy Acuff;
    and various other artists



    What a beautiful thought I am thinking
    Concerning a great speckled bird
    Remember her name is recorded
    On the pages of God's Holy Word

    All the other birds are flocking 'round her
    And she is despised by the squad
    But the great speckled bird in the Bible
    Is one with the great church of God

    All the other churches are against her
    They envy her glory and fame
    They hate her because she is chosen
    And has not denied Jesus' name

    Desiring to lower her standard
    They watch every move that she makes
    They long to find fault with her teachings
    But really they find no mistake

    She is spreading her wings for a journey
    She's going to leave by and by
    When the trumpet shall sound in the morning
    She'll rise and go up in the sky

    In the presence of all her despisers
    With a song never uttered before
    She will rise and be gone in a moment
    Till the great tribulation is o'er

    I am glad I have learned of her meekness
    I am proud that my name is on her book
    For I want to be one never fearing
    The face of my Savior to look

    When He cometh descending from heaven
    On the cloud that He writes in His Word
    I'll be joyfully carried to meet Him
    On the wings of that great speckled bird




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    22-12-1972
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    Tentando A Diana
    Composer(s): Miguel Mateos - Alejadro Mateos
    Performer(s): Miguel Mateos



    Ella dijo que no
    volvió a casa sin llorar
    él le pidió perdón
    mandó rosas
    en signo de paz

    A ella no le alcanzó
    y los dos se dejaron de ver
    pasado un mes
    escuchar su voz
    en el contestador
    el mismo mensaje
    una y otra vez
    solo el cielo sabe que pasó
    y es que algo esta
    y es que algo esta
    Ah! Tentando a Diana
    Ah! Tentando a Diana

    Ella dijo que si
    y propuso
    hora y lugar
    él se porto muy bien
    y lo hicieron sin hablar
    jóvenes cuerpos
    en la fábula del amor

    Volvió a casa
    Subió corriendo a su habitación
    mamá y papá no la vieron llegar
    y ella guardó su secreto en el mar
    una generación mas
    Ah! Tentando a Diana
    Ah! Tentando a Diana

    Ah! Tentando a Diana
    Ah! Tentando a Diana



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    Une Belle Histoire (aka Un beau roman)
    Dutch & Italian Titles:
    Zoals Een Mooi Verhaal; Un'estate Fa
    Composer(s): Michel Fugain; Pierre Delanoë
    Originally performed by: Michel Fugain
    Covered by various other artists



    C'est un beau roman, c'est une belle histoire
    C'est une romance d'aujourd'hui
    Il rentrait chez lui là-haut vers le brouillard
    Elle descendait dans le midi, le midi
    Ils se sont trouvés au bord du chemin
    Sur l'autoroute des vacances
    C'était sans doute un jour de chance
    Ils avaient le ciel à portée de main
    Un cadeau de la providence
    Alors pourquoi penser au lendemain

    Ils se sont cachés dans un grand champ de blé
    Se laissant porter par les courants
    Se sont racontés leurs vies qui commençaient
    Ils n'étaient encore que des enfants, des enfants
    Qui s'étaient trouvés au bord du chemin
    Sur l'autoroute des vacances
    C'était sans doute un jour de chance
    Qui cueillir le ciel aux creux de leurs mains
    Comme on cueille la providence
    Refusant de penser au lendemain

    C'est un beau roman, c'est une belle histoire
    C'est une romance d'aujourd'hui
    Il rentrait chez lui là-haut vers le brouillard
    Elle descendait dans le midi, le midi
    Ils se sont quittés au bord du matin
    Sur l'autoroute des vacances
    C'était fini le jour de chance
    Ils reprirent alors chacun leur chemin
    Saluèrent la providence en se faisant un signe de la main

    Il rentra chez lui là-haut vers le brouillard
    Elle est descendue là-bas dans le midi
    C'est un beau roman, c'est une belle histoire
    C'est une romance d'aujourd'hui



    Categorie:Franse Songs
    Tags:Michel Fugain

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    Great Mid-West
    Composer(s): John Cougar
    Performer(s): John Cougar



    Everything is slower here, everybody's got a union card
    They get up on Sunday and go to church of their choice
    Come back home cook out in the backyard

    And they call this the Great Midwest
    Where the cornfields row and flow
    They're all 5 years ahead of their time
    Or 25 behind, I just don't know

    All the young men talk about their 4 wheel drives
    And how much money they're gonna make on Friday night
    And, they like to brag about how they mistreat their girlfriends
    Hey, let's get drunk, party it up, start a fight

    And they call this the Great Midwest
    Sure make a hell of a car
    And the old hearts, they race their way through the night
    The upheaval of who they really are

    Growin' up under normal conditions, television and radio
    That's just about all of this whole world
    That any of us get to see, get to know

    And they call this the Great Midwest
    Where you sacrifice your body and soul
    And no one really wants to get even
    Most of us find it hard enough just lettin' go

    Don't get me wrong I ain't complaining
    I ain't braggin' nor do I mean to place blame
    That's just the way things are around here
    And there's a future carryin' my name on it
    Sayin' hey man, you gonna stick around here you better get on it
    If you're gonna stick around here you better make yourself some real good friends

    Well I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth
    So I can't talk about the big city life
    But if you wanna talk about bein' bored and runnin'
    Away from yourself, hell I talk to you all night

    And they call this the Great Midwest
    Where livin' is just gettin' by
    And people trade in their happiness
    For a smokestack, a big money deal in the sky




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    21-12-1972
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    Tennessee Wig Walk Composer(s): Larry Coleman - Norman Gimbel Performer(s): Bonnie Lou; Dan Zanes



    I’m a bow-legged chicken, I’m a knock kneed hen Never been so happy since I don’t know when I walk with a wiggle and a giggle and a squawk Doing the Tennessee wig walk To a tune on the fiddle on a hardwood floor Though I’m broke and weary and my back is sore I walk with a wiggle and a giggle and a squawk Doing the Tennessee wig walk Put your toes together, your knees apart Bend your back, get ready to start Flap your elbows just for luck Then you wiggle and you waddle like a baby duck Come and dance with me honey, tap your toes and glide And we’ll always be together side by side I walk with a wiggle and a giggle and a squawk Doing the Tennessee wig walk I’m a bow-legged chicken, I’m a knock kneed hen Never been so happy since I don’t know when I walk with a wiggle and a giggle and a squawk Doing the Tennessee wig walk To a tune on the fiddle on a hardwood floor Though I’m broke and weary and my back is sore I walk with a wiggle and a giggle and a squawk Doing the Tennessee wig walk Put your toes together, your knees apart Bend your back, get ready to start Flap your elbows just for luck Then you wiggle and you waddle like a baby duck Come and dance with me honey, tap your toes and glide And we’ll always be together side by side I walk with a wiggle and a giggle and a squawk Doing the Tennessee wig walk



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    Dat Afgezaagde Zinnetje ((aka Een Dom Compliment (Jo Vally & Vanessa Chinitor) - 2003; Zoiets Onnozels (Willy Sommers, Lisa Del Bo & Luc Steeno) - 2003)) ((Adapted from: Something Stupid (Carson and Gaile) - 1967)) Composer(s): C. Carson Parks - Jack Bulterman Performer(s): Willy Alberti & Willeke Alberti - 1967

    Versions In Other Languages: 1967 - Ces Mots Stupides (Sacha Distel & Joanna Shimkus) 1967 - Qualche Stupido "Ti Amo" (Sacha Distel & Joanna Shimkus) 1967 - En Lille Dumhed (Siw Malmkvist & Otto Brandenburg) 1971 - Algo Tonto (Enríque Guzmn & Silvia Pinal)



    Ik zoek naar mooie zinnen, over liefde en beminnen
    Als ik denk aan jou
    Ik droom van blauwe zeeen, van de mooiste orchideen
    En van eeuwige trouw
    Ik maak voor jou gedichten, waar je zeker voor zal zwichten
    Als ik ze zeggen zou
    Maar dan verberg ik alles met dat afgezaagde zinnetje
    "Ik hou van jou"

    Op hetzelfde ogenblik, begrijp ik dadelijk vol schrik
    Ik heb je droom verstoord
    Op het spannendste moment, wanneer je heel dicht bij me bent
    Geef ik geen enkel woord

    Ik zou heel veel willen zeggen, om je duidelijk uit te leggen
    Hoeveel ik droom over jou
    Maar alle mooie woorden, die je duizend maal al hoorde
    Klinken toch veel te flauw
    Hoewel ik het steeds weer probeer, vergeet toch iedere keer
    Wat ik je zeggen wou
    En dan bederf ik alles met dat afgezaagde zinnetje
    "Ik hou van jou"

    Lalala

    Hoewel ik het steeds weer probeer, vergeet toch iedere keer
    Wat ik je zeggen wou
    En dan bederf ik alles met dat afgezaagde zinnetje
    "Ik hou van jou"

    Ik hou van jou
    Ik hou van jou
    Ik hou van jou
    Ik hou van jou



    Categorie:Nederl. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Great Men Repeat Themselves
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    Great Men Repeat Themselves
    Composer(s): Buddy Starcher;
    John Hartford; Joe Holcomb; Sheb Wooley
    Performer(s): Ben Colder



    You've all heard it said that history repeats itself
    Did you know that great men repeat themselves also
    I repeat myself a lot, repeat myself a lot repeat myself a lot

    Do you think that it's a coincidence that the name Lyndon contains six letters
    That the name Batman contains six letters also
    At batman's side stands the boy wonder, Robin
    At Lyndon's side stands the wonder boy Hubey
    And the names Robin and Hubey each contain five letters

    The names Gotham City and Washington each contain ten letters
    The names Mr Robert S. McNamara and Commissioner Gordon
    Both contain eighteen letters and that's a bunch of 'em
    The names Riddler and Degaule each contain seven letters
    That is if you spell Degaule with one L
    On the other hand they contain eight letters
    If you spell Degaulle with two L's and riddler with three D's

    Now Batman's Batmobile is in reality an experimental model Lincoln Continental
    And Lyndon's Lincoln Continental is in reality an experimental model Batmoblie
    You didn't know that
    Behind a cape crusader stands a young bird named Robin
    Behind the tall Texan stands a lady crusader named Byrd

    There are fifty-two weeks in a year, you knew that
    Seven days in a week, add two for the number of beegle hounds in the
    family and you get nine
    The square root of nine is three
    Divide this by a wife and two daughters and you get one
    And there is only one Batman
    On the other hand you take one and divide by five and you get a fifth
    You get a fifth and I'll get a fifth and we'll get on with it

    Besides that, the name Superman and Fred Flintstone
    Both contain seven, eight, no that's not going to work out
    But the name Huckleberry Hound contains sixteen letters all by itself
    And that's pretty unusual for a dog don't you think

    If you need more proof that great men do repeat themselves
    In October 1965 batman said and I quote, "To the Batmoblile Robin"
    And in July he said, and I quote again, "To the Batmoblie, Robin"
    Of course that was on a re-run
    And as farther proof that great men do indeed repeat themselves
    Uh, repeat themselves, uh, repeat themselves




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    20-12-1972
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    Tennessee Saturday Night
    Composer(s): Billy Hughes
    Performer(s): Red Foley
    and multiple other artists



    Now, listen while I tell you 'bout a place I know
    Down in Tennessee where the tall corn grows
    Hidden from the world in a bunch of pines
    Where the moon's a little bashful and it seldom shines
    Civilized people live there alright
    But they all go native on a Saturday Night

    Their music is a fiddle and a cracked guitar
    They get their kicks from an old fruit jar
    They do the boogie to an old square dance
    The woods are full of couples lookin' for romance
    Somebody takes his brogue and knocks out the light
    Yes, they all go native on a Saturday night

    When they really get together there's a lot of fun
    They all know the other fellah packs a gun
    Ev'rybody does his best to act just right
    'Cause there's gonna be a funeral if you start a fight
    They struggle and they shuffle till broad daylight
    Yes, they all go native on a Saturday night

    Well, now you've heard my story 'bout a place I know
    Down in Tennessee where the tall corn grows
    HIdden from the world in a bunch of pines
    Where the moon's a little bashful and it seldom shines
    Civilized people live there alright
    But they all go native on a Saturday night



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    My Pledge Of Love
    Composer(s): Joe Stafford
    Performer(s): Joe Jeffrey Group;
    Paul Ansell; Kingfish



    I woke up this mornin', Baby
    I had you on my mind
    I woke up this mornin', Baby
    You know that I felt so fine
    You know I need you
    You know that I love you
    This is my pledge of love to
    My pledge of love
    My pledge of love
    Darlin', Darlin', Darlin' to you
    Yeah, to you, yeah

    I woke up this mornin', Baby
    I had you on my mind
    I felt so much love this mornin'
    Little girl, little girl, you feel so fine
    You know I need you
    You know that I love you
    Darling, this is my pledge of love
    My pledge of love
    My pledge of love
    Darlin', Darlin', Darlin' to you
    Oh yeah, to you, yea-yeah

    Sky's gettin dark above me
    Baby, I need your lovin'
    Got to have all of your lovin'
    Baby, I want your lovin'
    Baby (Baby), Baby (Baby)
    Baby (Baby), Baby (Baby)
    Baby (Baby), Baby (Baby)
    Baby (Baby), Baby (Baby)

    I woke up this mornin', Baby
    Yes, and I called your name
    I felt so much love this mornin'
    Little girl, little girl, for shame
    You know I need you
    You know that I love you
    And this is my pledge of love to
    My pledge of love, hey
    My pledge of love
    Darlin', Darlin', Darlin' to you, yeah
    Oh, got to have your lovin'
    Baby, you know I want your lovin'
    Ooooooh, need your ...



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    Great Joe Bob (A Regional Tragedy)
    Composer(s): Terry Allen
    Performer(s): Terry Allen; The Country Gazette



    He was a panhandle prince…ahhh
    Schoolboy football king
    They told him "Hi" in the halls
    'Cause he could run them balls
    But it was rumored (down deep) he was mean
    He dated high-tone girls
    With frosty pom-pom curls
    But he never gave out his ring
    He was the best of the best
    He met the grid-iron test
    An there ain't nothin…as American
    And clean
    He was the pride of the backfield
    Ahhh the hero of his day
    Yeah he carried the ball for the red and blue
    They won District Triple-A
    An his name made all the papers
    As the best they'd ever had
    Yeah so nobody understood it
    When the Great Joe Bob went bad
    First he lost his scholarship
    To Texas Tech
    For drinking during training
    And breaking the coach's neck…yeah
    Then he got suspended (ahhh) for acting obscene
    Around the Cum-Laudy, Cum-Laudy
    Daughter of the Dean
    So…
    He took up with a waitress
    Named Loose Ruby Cole
    While she was a-hoppin' tables
    Down at the Hi-D-Ho
    And he met her on the sly
    When her daddy weren't around
    Yeah but he stopped making yardage
    When he started messin 'round
    (chorus)
    Yeah it spread like a country wildfire
    That something big had gone all strange
    Joe Bob the Greatest Halfback
    Was actin half-deranged…ahhh
    He'd been seen out with this woman
    Gettin drunk and havin fun
    Yeah he growed his hair, then gived up prayer
    And said, "Football days is done"
    Then…
    He and old Loose Ruby
    Robbed a Pinkie's Liquor Store
    And had a run-in with the law
    When they's runnin out the door
    And Joe Bob's fate was sealed
    For the next century
    Yeah he traded in the pigskin
    For the penitentiary
    (chorus)




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    19-12-1972
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    Tennessee Rock 'N' Roll
    Composer(s): Irving Reid - Larry Coleman
    Performer(s): Bobby Helms



    Oh, I went down to Tennessee
    Yes, I went down to Tennessee
    What did I see in Tennessee?
    I saw a place where dancers meet
    I swear I saw the dancingest feet
    You never heard a wilder beat

    They were doing the Tennessee Rock 'n' Roll
    They were doing the Tennessee Rock 'n' Roll
    Upon my soul, the Tennessee Rock 'n' Roll

    The caller called: "Let's promenade!"
    The fiddling man looked gone as he played
    The old square dance had been remade

    They were doing the Tennessee Rock 'n' Roll
    They were doing the Tennessee Rock 'n' Roll
    Upon my soul, the Tennessee Rock 'n' Roll

    Then all at once, before I knew
    I joined in with the Hullaballoo
    I dug the beat and did it too

    I was doing the Tennessee Rock 'n' Roll
    I was doing the Tennessee Rock 'n' Roll
    Upon my soul, the Tennessee Rock 'n' Roll

    Come on let's all do the Tennessee Rock 'n' Roll
    Come on let's all do the Tennessee Rock 'n' Roll
    Upon my soul, the Tennessee Rock 'n' Roll



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