Johnny Cash Lyrics
Johnny Cash Lyrics
"Chain Gang Lyrics"
Lollipops and Roses Lyrics
Tell her you care, each time you speak, Make it her birthday each day of the week, Bring her nice things, sugar and spice things, Roses a
Tell her you care, each time you speak, Make it her birthday each day of the week, Bring her nice things, sugar and spice things, Roses a
I was just a kid roamin' around travelin' through a little ol' town
A man walked up and said come with me you're broke and son that's vagrancy
I carefree lad that love to roam but Lord I wish I'd stayed at home
The way it looks I'll prob'ly hang cause there ain't no hope on a chain gang
I
The Real Feminem Lyrics
Guess who's back Guess who's back Guess who's back Guess who's back Guess who's back You ain't black! So you were poor
dig that ditch I chop that corn I curse the day that I was born Guess who's back Guess who's back Guess who's back Guess who's back Guess who's back You ain't black! So you were poor
I believe it's better for a man to hang than to work like a dog on a chain gang
[ ac.guitar ]
The guard stands there with a great big gun I bet he'd love to see me run
And I guess I prob'ly will some day I'd rather be dead than to
Heat Lyrics
It was the heat of the night I think Or it could've been the effect of the drink But I had to brush away the flies That started to collect a
ive this way It was the heat of the night I think Or it could've been the effect of the drink But I had to brush away the flies That started to collect a
He's well fed and he's six foot tall and he's a meanest of them all
He cracks that whip and he swings that cane the sun must've touched his brain
I dig that ditch...
[ dobro ]
I gat a gal back home that's sweet and kind and she's been waitin' a long long time
I just told
The Road To Rock & Roll Lyrics
On the road to rock 'n' roll There's a lot of wreckage in the ravine Some you recognise Used to hang out on the scene On the road to roc
her to forget my name I won't ever live down to shame On the road to rock 'n' roll There's a lot of wreckage in the ravine Some you recognise Used to hang out on the scene On the road to roc
Lord deliver me from this hole before I lose my mind and soul
The place gets weak and the back gets broke ain't no cause to laugh and joke
I dig that ditch...
Work like a dog on a chain gang work like a dog on a chain gang