I've been searching all over for someone I can tell my troubles to Searching all the wide world over Is it you, is it you? Are you the kind of man that
That low down man of mine Mistreats me all the time He says he loves me only Then turns around and leaves me Sad and lonely If he could see through my
Down in the country where I was born We'd go to church every sunday mornin' Later in the evening the lights would fade These are the words that my mama
If it ain't broke don't fix it Mama, I love that stuff That's why I'm confessin' to you, babe We've got to fix this up I've been all over the whole world
Hey there, baby I have gotten some news for you You think you're something out of sight To take me out every night Take me out show me everything But
"Say what?" That's what my baby said to me "Say what?" That's what my baby said to me When I ask her, "Do you love me?" All she ever says is, "Say what
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I was going downtown Just the other day to meet my mates They said I'd meet you down down in that mean old playground I can shack my rattle Rattle my
Your momma never told you How you were 'sposed to treat a girl. Your poppa never told you and Now you're all alone out in the world. Sirens are screaming
You left me sad and lonely, Why did you leave me lonely? I have a heart that's only For nobody but you. I'm burning like a flame, dear. Won't ever be
I'm just this side of blue Just as close to crackin' up Just this shy of packin' up I'm just this side of blue It's that time you knew There's no point
Out with my true love on a holiday She took to pass the time away Under an umbrella, we pass the day Like two robins under the cable One for tomorrow,
Every dog will have its day That's what people used to say Nowadays that's not the case There's a fat cat runs the place Cat's away, the rats will surely
Met the ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes "Rooms were made for carpets, towers made for spires
We meet at Lafitte's Each night as twilight sleeps The kind of revery A kinda creepy feeling stealing over me That's a place where everything's so fascinating
If it's good enough for granddad It's good enough for me The way it was that's the way it's got to be Told me all about the good times that he had Even
My heart is sad, my soul is weary Though Christmas day is fast appear I have no silver I have no gold To buy my wife a gift this year To see her sad
The melody that's haunting me won't disappear You are that sweet song that I long to hear You're my relation, my favorite station, that I'll never change
