Carole King Lyrics
Carole King Lyrics
"Smackwater Jack Lyrics"
Consuelo Leaving Lyrics
Instrumental
Instrumental
Now Smackwater Jack, he bought a shotgun
'Cause he was in the mood for a little confrontation
He just let it all hang loose
He didn't think about the noose
He couldn't take no more abuse
So he shot down the congregation
You can't talk to a man
With a shotgun in his hand
Shotgun
Now Big Jim the chief stood for
White Christmas Lyrics
(Words & music by Irving Berlin) I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know. Where those tree-tops glisten, And children listenlaw and order
He called for the guard to come and surround the border
Now from his bulldog mouth
As he led the posse south
Came the cry, we got to ride
Clean up the streets for our wives and our daughters
You can't talk to a man
When he don't want to understand
No, no, no, no, no, no
The account of the capture was
But you know, they hanged ole Smack right then instead of later
You know the people were quite pleased
'Cause the outlaw had been seized
And on the whole, it was a very good year
For the undertaker
You know, you know, you can't talk to a man
With a shotgun in his hand
Shotgun in his hand
Smackwa
Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun
Yeah, Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun
Smackwater Jack, yeah
Smackwater Jack, yeah
Talkin' about Smackwater Jack, yeah
Talkin' about Smackwater Jack, oh
Talkin' about Jack and his shotgun,
Talkin' about Smack, talkin' about Jack
Smackwater Jack, yeah
(Words & music by Irving Berlin) I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know. Where those tree-tops glisten, And children listen
He called for the guard to come and surround the border
Now from his bulldog mouth
As he led the posse south
Came the cry, we got to ride
Clean up the streets for our wives and our daughters
You can't talk to a man
When he don't want to understand
No, no, no, no, no, no
The account of the capture was
De Kleinste Lyrics
In 't groene dal in 't stille dal, waar kleine bloempjes bloeien. Daar ruist een blanke waterval, en druppels spatten overal. Om ieder bloempje
n't in the papersIn 't groene dal in 't stille dal, waar kleine bloempjes bloeien. Daar ruist een blanke waterval, en druppels spatten overal. Om ieder bloempje
But you know, they hanged ole Smack right then instead of later
You know the people were quite pleased
'Cause the outlaw had been seized
And on the whole, it was a very good year
For the undertaker
You know, you know, you can't talk to a man
With a shotgun in his hand
Shotgun in his hand
Smackwa
NO ONE IS TO BLAME Lyrics
You can look at the menu but you just can't eat You can feel the cushions but you can't have a seat You can dip your foot in the pool but you can't have a swim You
ter Jack, yeah You can look at the menu but you just can't eat You can feel the cushions but you can't have a seat You can dip your foot in the pool but you can't have a swim You
Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun
Yeah, Smackwater Jack bought a shotgun
Smackwater Jack, yeah
Smackwater Jack, yeah
Talkin' about Smackwater Jack, yeah
Talkin' about Smackwater Jack, oh
Talkin' about Jack and his shotgun,
Talkin' about Smack, talkin' about Jack
Smackwater Jack, yeah