JohnWesleyHarding. Was a friend to the poor. He traveled with a gun in every hand. All along this countryside. He opened a many a door. But he was never known. To hurt an honest man It was
Song I'M Wrong About Everything - JohnWesleyHarding. You win the argument. At the end of every night. I never know the perfect time. To hit the bedside light. Then we lie awake. Watch headlights
Song Open My Eyes - Karen Harding. Sometimes I sit and wonder how they do it. Say want they want to who they like. But I'm just too shy, too shy, too shy. I'm too shy, too shy, too shy. Head in the
Do what John?Do what John?Come again do what?Do what John?Do what John?Do what?Do what?Do what?Do where John?Do where John?With what, with whom and when?Triffic, really triffic!Pardon?Come again?
Saw a flea kick a tree. Fooba wooba, fooba wooba. Saw a flea kick a tree. Fooba wooba John Saw a flea kick a tree. In the middle of the sea. Well, John, ho, John. Fooba wooba John Saw a rat
