Songwriters Clawson, Rodney; Marvel, Kendell; Thompson, Josh. . It was like nails on a chalkboard when Daddy played his kinda music. If you'd have asked me then, I'd a said it was borderline
Bài hát King Of The Road - Teddy Thompson, Rufus Wainwright . Trailers for sale or rent. Rooms to let. fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets. I ain't got no cigarettes. Ah, but. two hours of
Bài hát Hokey Pokey - Richard Thompson, LindaThompson. You put your right hand in, . You ut your right hand out; . You put your right hand in, . And you shake it all about. . You do the Hokey-Pokey
This cruel country has driven me down. Teased me and lied, teased me and lied. I've only sad stories to tell to this town. My dreams are withered and died Once I was bending the tops of the trees.
High up above the crowd. The great Valerio is walking. The rope seems hung from cloud to cloud. And time stands still while he is walking His eye is steady on the target. His foot is sure upon the
I'm just a little beggar girl and Sally is my name. You can call me a skiver and I'll call you the same. You can show me you're sorry if you think it's a shame. That I'm only a poor little beggar g
A man is like a rusty wheel. On a rusty cart. He sings his song as he rattles along. and then he falls apart. And we'll sing hallelujah. At the turning of the year. And we work all day in the ol
I feel for you, you little horror. Safe at your mother's breast. No lucky break for you around the corner. 'Cause your father is a bully. And he thinks that you're a pest. And your sister she's n
Dirty people take what's mine, I can leave them all behind. They can never cross that line when I get to the border. Sawbones standing at the door waiting 'til I hit the floor. He won't find me any
See the boys out walking. The boys, they look so fine. Dressed up in green velvet. Their silver buckles shine Soon theyll be bleary eyed. Under a keg of wine. Down where the drunkards roll. Down
Bài hát Hokey Pokey(In Concert November 1975) - Richard Thompson, LindaThompson. You put your right hand in, . You ut your right hand out; . You put your right hand in, . And you shake it all about
Well it's by the hush, me boys, and sure that's to hold your noise. And listen to poor Paddy's sad narration. I was by hunger pressed, and in poverty distressed. So I took a thought I'd leave the I
