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Live Bootleg
Back In The Saddle
(Tyler/Perry)
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
Ridin' into town alone by the light of the moon
I'm lookin' for old Sukie Jones, she crazy horse saloon
Barkeep gimme a drink, that's when she caught my eye
She turned to give me a wink, that'd make a grown man cry
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
Back in the saddle again
I'm back!
Come easy, go easy, all right until the rising sun
I'm calling all the shots tonight, I'm like a loaded gun
Peelin' off my boots and chaps, I'm saddle sore
Four bits gets you time in the racks, I scream for more
Fools' gold out of their mines, the girls are soaking wet
No tongue's drier than mine, I'll come when I get back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
Ridin', I'm loadin' up my pistol
I'm ridin', I really got a fistful
I'm ridin', I'm shinin' up my saddle
I'm ridin', this snake is gonna rattle
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back!
Ridin' high!
Ridin' high!
Ridin' high!
Ridin' high!
Sweet Emotion
(Tyler/Hamilton)
Sweet Emotion
Sweet Emotion
Talk about things and nobody cares
Wearing other things that nobody wears
Ya callin' my name, but I gotta make it clear
Can't tell ya honey where I'm gonna be in a year
Some sweat hog mama with a face like a gent
Said my get up and go musta got up & went
You got good news but you're a real good liar
Cause backstage lover set your pants on fire
Sweet Emotion
Sweet Emotion
Pulled into town in a police car
Your daddy said I took you just a little too far.
Tellin' other things, but your girlfriend lied
Can't catch me cause the rabbit done died.
Standin' in front just shakin' your ass.
Take you back stage you can drink from my glass.
Talk about something you can sure understand
Cause a month on the road and I'll be eatin' from your hand
Lord Of The Thighs
(Tyler)
Down to who knows who, just to socialize
I'm waiting for my girls, when you call my eyes
You got no way to make a man honey,
You got to understand
I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs
Well, well, Lordie my God,
What do we got here?
She's flashin' 'cross the floor,
Make it perfectly clear
You're the bait, and you're the hook,
Someone 'bound to take a look
I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs.
You must of come here to find it,
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the Lord of your Thighs!
You must of come here to find it baby,
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the Lord of your Thighs!
Toys In the Attic
(Tyler/Perry)
In the attic
Lights
Voices scream
Nothin' seen
Real's the dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things that you learned from fears
Nothin' is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothin' seen
Real's the dream
Toys, toys, toys
In the attic
Toys, toys, toys
In the attic
Last Child
(Tyler/Whitford)
I'm dreamin' tonight
I'm dreamin' back home
Right!
Take me back to a south Tallahassee
Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy
Can't stand up on my feet in the city
Got to get back to the real nitty gritty
Yes sir, No sir
Don't come close to my
Home sweet home
Can't catch no dose
Of my hot tail poon-tang sweatheart
Sweathog ready to make a silk purse
From a J Paul Getty and his ear
With a face in a beer
Home Sweet Home
Get out in the field,
Put the mule in the stable
Ma, she's A cookin'
Put the eats on the table
Hate's in the City and My love's in the meadow
Hand's on the plow and my feets in the ghetto
Stand up, sit down
Don't do nothin'
Ain't no good when boss man's stuffin'
Down their throats with paper notes
As babies cry
When you're rockin' the street
Home Sweet Home
Mamma take me home sweet home
I was the last Child, just a punk in the street
I was the last Child, just a punk in the street
I was the last Child, just a punk in the street
I was the last Child, just a punk in the street
I was the last Child, just a punk in the street
Come Together
(Lennon/McCartney)
Here come old flat top, he come
Groovin' up slowly, he got
Juju eyeball, he one
Holy roller, he got
Hair down to his knee
Got to be a joker he just do what he please
He wear no shoeshine, he got
Toejam football, he got
Monkey finger, he shoot
Coca-cola, he say
I know you, you know me
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together
Right now
Over me
He bag production, he got
Walrus gumboat, he got
Ono sideboard, he one
Spinal cracker, he got
Feet down below his knee
Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease
Come together
Right now
Over me
He roller coaster, he got
Early warning, he got
Muddy water, he one
Mojo filter, he say
One and one and one is three
Got to be good lookin' cause he's so hard to see
Walk This Way
(Tyler/Perry)
Backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the covers
Till I talked to your daddy, he say
He said "you ain't seen nothin' till you're down on a muffin
Then you're sure to be a-changin' your ways"
I met a cheerleader, was a real young bleeder
Oh, the times I could reminisce
'Cause the best things of lovin' with her sister and her cousin
Only started with a little kiss
Like this!
Seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air
Singin' "hey diddle diddle"
With your kitty in the middle of the swing
Like you didn't care
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play
Wasn't me she was foolin'
'Cause she knew what she was doin'
And I knowed love was here to stay
When she told me to
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Just gimme a kiss
Like this!
Schoolgirl sweetie with a classy kinda sassy
Little skirt's climbin' way up the knee
There was three young ladies in the school gym locker
When I noticed they was lookin' at me
I was a high school loser, never made it with a lady
Till the boys told me somethin' I missed
Then my next door neighbor with a daughter had a favor
So I gave her just a little kiss
Like this!
Seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air
Singin' "hey diddle diddle"
With your kitty in the middle of the swing
Like you didn't care
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play
Wasn't me she was foolin'
'Cause she knew what she was doin'
When she told me how to walk this way, she told me to
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Walk this way
Just gimme a kiss
Like this!
Sick As A Dog
(Tyler/Hamilton)
Please, I've just got to talk to you
Please, well get your head out of the loo
Please, we're a long long way from home
Please, you turn a young man's face to stone
Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, a cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, 'cause you really ain't that young
Please, you were much to my surprise
Please, you're a lady in disguise
Please, you're the only friend I got
Please, you'd be the last to see me rot
Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, a cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, 'cause you really ain't that young
Please, it's a shame you're so refined
Please, she was the last thing on my mind
Please, don't be late to take it light
Please, you're gonna bay into the night
Sick as a dog, what's your story
Sick as a dog, a cat got your tongue
Sick as a dog, you'll be sorry
Sick as a dog, 'cause you really ain't that young
Take it light
Take it light
Take it light
Take it light
Say goodnight
Dream On
(Tyler)
Every time that I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
It went by like dust to dawn
Isn't that the way
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay
Yeah, I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win
Half my life's in books' written pages
Live and learn from fools and from sages
You know it's true
All the things come back to you
Sing with me, sing for the years
Sing for the laughter and sing for the tears
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
Dream on, dream on, dream on,
Dream yourself a dream come true
Dream on, dream on, dream on,
And dream until your dream comes true
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Dream on
Chip Away The Stone
(Richie Supa)
You act like a prima donna
Playing so hard to get
Sittin' so cool and nonchalant
Draggin' on a cigarette
You keep a wall all around ya
I'll get through some day
I want your love babe, if push comes to shove
Gonna chip that stone away
Chip away
Chip away at the stone
I won't stop 'til your love is my very own
Chip away
That's what I'm gonna do
Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you
You stand like a marble statue
Trying to look so hot
All decked out in your antique dress
While the boys all promenade
Even a rock will crumble
If you strike it night and day
If hammer I must, I'm gonna get to your crust
Gonna chip that stone away
Chip away
Chip away at the stone
I won't stop 'til your love is my very own
Chip away
That's what I'm gonna do
Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you
Chip away
Chip away at the stone
I won't stop 'til your love is my very own
Chip away
That's what I'm gonna do
Sweet little mama I wanna get next to you
Yes I do, yes I do
Chip away
Chip away at the stone
Chip away
Chip away at the stone
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
I won't stop
Chip it, I'm gonna nip it, all night long
Sight For Sore Eyes
(Tyler/Perry/Douglas/Johansen)
Goin' downtown, goin' down, goin' down
'Neath the city, eatin' ground round
Underground is pretty gritty
I turned the screw she held the light
That's when I knew she was a
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
Slayin' no fair, sleepin' under stairs
Sowntown's a pity, down the stairs
Under where it's pretty gritty
I turned the screw she held the knife
Oh holy Jesus, she's a sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes (she's a nitty gritty)
Turnin' in style, walk a mile for your titty
Naked foul while under there
Under where it's pretty gritty
Hey, don't you know people
She's a love lust hussy
She left, oh, she rust me
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
But she was sittin' pretty
A sight for sore eyes
A sight for sore eyes
She was a nitty gritty
Sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Peeled back and parted
Even at the start it was delight or demise
I feel like a leopard king
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
Mama Kin
(Tyler)
It ain't easy, livin' like a gypsy
Tell ya honey how I feel
I've been dreamin', floatin' down the stream and
Losin' touch with all that's real
Whole earth lover, keepin' under cover
Never knowin' where ya been
You've been fadin', always out paradin'
Keep in touch with mama kin
Well you've always got your tail on the wag
Shootin' fire from your mouth just like a dragon
You act like a perpetual drag
You better check it out
Or someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon
It ain't easy, livin' like ya wanna
It's so hard to find peace of mind (yes it is)
The way I see it you got to say shit
But don't forget to drop me a line
Said you're as bald as an egg at eighteen
And workin' for your dad is just a drag
You still stuff your mouth with them beans *
You better check it out
Cause someday soon you'll have to climb back on the wagon
Keep in touch with mama kin
Tell her where you've gone and been
Livin' out your fantasy
Sleepin' late and smokin' tea
S.O.S. (Too Bad)
(Tyler)
Stagecoach lady, hourglass body
Making things glow in the night
Well, she would if she could, and she'd be good if she would only
Tell her lover she be out tonight
'Cause I'm a bat
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad, can't get me none of that!
Salt Lake City, salt-lickin' bitties
Roses honey stinkin' of gin
Well my daddy was hard, his face was pretty scarred
From kickin' ass and playin' poker to win
'Cause I'm a bat
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad, can't get me none of that!
It's too bad
And it's too bad
Can't get me none of that!
Loose old lady
My mama Cady
Chivalry was born at her feet
Well she shoulda thought twice
When pa showed his dice
The man put my daddy to sleep
'Cause I'm a bat
A lonely school boy
And I'm a rat
And it's too bad, can't get me none of that!
It's too bad
Lord, it's too bad!
It's too bad
Lord, it's too bad!...
I Ain't Got You
(C. Carter)
For all night Dwight
Got a 56 Cadillac
With a spare tire on the back
Got a charge account in my ol' bank
Said, I ain't got you
Got a classic and a pool
And a big hair ghoul
No matter who I fool
Said, I ain't got you
Got a baby and a liquor store
I played the number four-forty-four
Got a mojo and dontcha know?
I'm all dressed up with no place to go
Got women to the left of me
Got women to the right of me
I got chicks all around me
Said, I ain't got you
Said, I ain't got you
Got a baby and a liquor store
I played the number four-forty-four
Got a mojo and dontcha know?
I'm all dressed up with no place to go
Got women to the left of me
Got women to the right of me
I got chicks all around me
Said, I ain't got you
I Said, I ain't got you
Mr. Whitford!
Got a baby and a liquor store
I played the number four-forty-four
Got a mojo and dontcha know?
I'm all dressed up with no place to go
Got women to the left of me
Got women to the right of me
I got chicks all around me
Said, I ain't got you
I Said, I ain't got you
Oh Joe!
Got a baby and a liquor store
I played the number four-forty-four
Got a mojo and dontcha know?
I'm all dressed up with no place to go
Got women to the left of me
Got women to the right of me
I got chicks all around me
Said, I ain't got you
I Said, I ain't got you
You know I ain't got you baby
Mother Popcorn
(J. Brown, A. Ellis)
Some like 'em short, some like 'em tall
Some like 'em thin, skinny legs and all
I like 'em buttered, I like 'em proud
Now when they walk, you know they'll draw a crowd
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
whatcha say, whatcha say
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
One more, gimme, gimme
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me, hey
Popcorn, popcorn, cheese cake, cheese cake
Honey, I can't see ya, yeah, baby
Listen here
Some like 'em short, some like 'em tall
Some like 'em thin, skinny legs and all
I like 'em buttered, I like 'em proud
And when they walk, you know they'll draw a crowd
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
Listen here
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
Said you gotta have a mother for me
Said you gotta have a mother for me
Gotta have a mother, said you gotta have, said you gotta have,
Said you gotta have, said you gotta have
She got to use what she got to get just what she wants
She got to use what she got to get just what she wants
She got to use what she got to get just what she wants
She got to use what she got to get get get g-g-g-get
What it is, what it is, just what it is
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
Let's get outta here
See - well, you gotta have a mother for me
Gotta have a mother for me
Gotta have a mother for me
Said you gotta have a mother, gotta have a mother
Said ya gotta have, gotta have, gotta have, gotta have,
gotta have, gotta have,gotta have oooooh
ooooh honey you gotta have a mother for me
Draw The Line
(Tyler/Perry)
Checkmate honey, beat ya at your own damn game
No dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane
Feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain
Oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to the never mind
Where to draw the line
An Indian summer, Carrie was all over the floor
She was a wet net winner, and rarely ever left the store
She'd sing and dance all night, and wrong all the right out of me
Oh, pass me the vile and cross your fingers, it don't take time
Nowhere to draw the line
Hi ho silver, we were singin' all your cowboy songs
Oh, you told Carrie, and promised her you wouldn't be long
Heads I win, tails you lose, lord it's such a crime
No dice honey, you're the salt, you're the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey, you're the only one who's got to choose
Where to draw the line
Checkmate, don't be late
Take another pull
That's right
Impossible
When you got to be yourself
You're the boss, the toss
The price, the dice
Grab yourself a slice
Nowhere to draw the line
Train Kept A Rollin'/Strangers In The Night
(T. Bradshaw, L. Mann, H. Kay)
Well, on a train, I met a dame,
She rather handsome, we kind looked the same
She was pretty, from New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane,
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said, train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
With a "heave!", and a "ho!"
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no
Well, get along, sweet little woman get along
On your way, get along, sweet little woman get along
On your way,
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no
Well, on a train, I met a dame,
She rather handsome, we kind looked the same
She was pretty, from New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane,
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said, train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
With a "heave!", and a "ho!"
But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no
Well, get along, sweet little woman get along
On your way, get along, sweet little woman get along
On your way,
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell her
Well, we made a stop in Albequerque
She must'a thought I was a real cool jerk
Got off the train, and put her hands up
Lookin' so good I couldn't let her go
But I just couldn't tell her so
I said, train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
Train kept a-rollin' all night long
I'm in heat, I'm in love,
But I just couldn't tell her
Night In The Ruts
No Surprize
(Tyler/Perry)
Nineteen seventy one
We all heard the starters gun
New York is such a pity but at Max's Kansas City we won
We all shot the shit at the bar
With Johnny O'Toole and his scar
And then old Clive Davis said he's surely gonna make us a star
I'm gonna make you a star
Just the way you are
But with all his style
I could see in his eyes
That we is goin' on trial
And it was no surprize
The boys kept kickin' ass
As usual time will tell
But some bitch in the choir threw waters on the fires of hell
She loved to show and tell
Lord she loved to tell
But with all our style
You could see in our eyes
That we is still on trial
Baby it's no surprize, no surprize, no surprize, no surprize
Midnight lady
Situation fetal
Vaccinate your ass with your phonograph needle
I say lookie here
Friend of mine
Scratch like you need calomine
Flamingo boots
Soles a-creakin'
Still in love and Puerto Rican too
Ridin' on the wheels of hell
Smokin' up our axle grease
Oh the backstage is rockin' and we're coppin' from the local police
That's right the local police
Or the justice of peace
But with all our style
You could see in our eyes
That we is still on trial
Baby it's no surprize, no surprize, no surprize, no surprize
Rock and roll
Junkie whore
Got my foot inside the door
Nnock knock, knock knock, knock
Nobody's keepin' score
Bad times go away
Come again some other day
Topaz and sassafraz
Will keep the blues away
Candy store rock and roll
Corporation jelly roll
Play the singles it ain't me
It's programmed insanity
You ASCAP if BMI
Could ever make a mountian fly
If Japanese can boil teas
Then where the fuck's my royalties?
Chiquita
(Tyler/Perry)
Ooh, on the beach at cartegena
She, salty baby with the name-a
Oh, chiquita
Oh, love chiquita
She, takes to walkin' in the sunshine
She, she'll be lovin' till the moon shine
Love chiquita
Oh, love chiquita
She, got the poppy-eyed desire
Tease, till the boys put out the fire
Love chiquita
Oh, love chiquita
Oh no no, now don't you wake me up I'm dreaming
No no no, if you shake me I'll be screaming
Love chiquita
Oh love chiquita
Remember (Walking In The Sand)
(Morton)
Seems like the other day
My baby went away
She went away 'cross the sea
It's been two years or so
Since I saw my baby go
And then this letter came for me
It said that we was through
She found somebody new
Oh, lemme think, lemme think, what shall I do?
Oh no, oh no, oh no no no no no...
(Remember) walking in the sand
(Remember) walking hand in hand
(Remember) the night was so exciting
(Remember) her smile was so inviting
(Remember) then she touched my cheek
(Remember) with her fingertips
(Remember) softly, softly we met with a kiss
Whatever happened to
That girl that I once knew
The girl that said she'd be true
Oh, whatever happened to
That night I gave it to you
What will you do with it now
Oh no, oh no, oh no no no no no...
(Remember) walking in the sand
(Remember) walking hand in hand (Remember) her smile was so inviting
(Remember) then she touched my cheek
(Remember) with her fingertips
(Remember) softly, softly we met with a kiss
Whatever happened to
That girl that I once knew
The girl that said she'd be true
Oh, whatever happened to
That night I gave it to you
What will you do with it now
Cheese Cake
(Tyler/Perry)
I met a babe in a backseat drive-in
Back in the saddle she'd sit
Pulled on the reins just to keep me risin'
She loved to chomp at the bit
Daddy do it, ooh, just do it
Daddy do it, please let me see
Do it, please just do it daddy
Do it, do it, drivin' me crazy
She always walks with her eyes down on her bootlace
She lives to give it away
She don't believe in the right time or the wrong place
She's always liable to say
Daddy do it, ooh, just do it
Daddy do it, please let me see
Do it, please just do it daddy
Do it, do it, drivin' me crazy
(Cheese cake) looser than her sister
(Cheese cake) mmm, her sugar gets me high
She knows I can't resist her (cheese cake)
Got my fingers in her pie (cheese cake)
(Cheese cake) sneakin' out the back door
(Cheese cake) rollin' down the lawn
Everybody's kissed her (cheese cake)
At the crack of dawn (cheese cake)
Daddy do it, ooh, just do it
Daddy do it, please let me see
Do it, please just do it daddy
Do it, do it, drivin' me crazy
(Cheese cake) looser than her sister
(Cheese cake) mmm, her sugar gets me high
She knows I can't resist her (cheese cake)
Got my fingers in her pie (cheese cake)
Three Mile Smile
(Tyler/Perry)
Take a walk in the warm New England sun
Ain't no time to look for clues
You get the point from Uncle Sam's loaded gun
Who be the hand that light the fuse
Take a look, take a look at my old billy goat
He used to raise all kinds of hell
He took a dose of radiation dope
Back in the barn is where he fell, like hell
Lucy, chromosome
Lucy, superdome
What makes you think you patronizin' my old friends
After you ride in my car, car
What you do when your oil's mexican?
OPEC boys you went too far, too far
Lucy, superdome
Lucy, chromosome
Lucy, papadum
Lucy, sing the song
Ah, dig it up
Ah, live it up
Ah, dig it up
Ah, live it up
Look out
Reefer Head Woman
(Melrose/Bennett/Gillum)
I got a reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky
I got a reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky
Well, I gots to drink me two fifths of whiskey
Just to get half as high
When the good Lord made that woman
He sure went to town
Ooh, when the good Lord made that woman
He sure went to town
Well, when he was feelin' high
Ooh, he sure shoulda been feelin' low
Oh Mr. Perry
I got a reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky
I got a reefer headed woman
She fell right down from the sky
Well, I gots to drink me two fifths of whiskey
Just to get half as high
Bone To Bone (Coney Island White Fish Boy)
(Tyler/Perry)
Flatbush boy cruisin' sheepshead bay
His boardwalk mama just a sniff away
Underground DMT ridin' thunder train
The coney island whitefish boy is on the run again
Ooh, runnin' with the pack
Ooh, never lookin' back
Ooh, knows just where he's been
That coney island whitefish boy's been there and back again
Sixteen years with his boardwalk queen
N' at steeplechase she used to wet his dreams
She combs her hair, that flaming jewel, streaked with clorox bleach
Coney gettin' down and dirty, snortin' up the beach
She'd be screamin' coney
She'd be dreamin' coney
Go get 'em coney
Coney
Coney
Bone to bone screamin' coney
She'd be screamin' coney
Get back in town
Get back in town
Get back, get down
Get back in town
Coney
She'd be screamin' coney
Best believin' coney
Think About It
(Relf/McCarty/Page)
When will the clouds all blow it away
When will the good people have a say
Now, I hope you're still around to see the day
Take a while, think about it
Take a while, think about it
Take a while, think about it
Who can tell what is up or down
Who can believe a king or be the clown
Then climb your tree, take a look around
Take a while, think about it
Take a while, think about it
That which is now, will be again
Who can decide, who is insane
Mia
(Tyler)
Hush-a-bye my baby soft and new
Ooh her loveliness, gypsy dance in the rain
Hush-a-bye my baby what you do
Ooh, the baby cries, the wind she's a-callin' your name
Where you came from you ain't alone
Live and loved from the old jaw bone
Ahh don't you cry, you're home sweet home
Rock-a-bye sweet lady gypsy blue
Ooh, the nightingale's singin her song in the rain
Hush-a-bye sweet lady soft and new
Ooh don't you cry, the wind she's a-screamin' your name
Come too soon that sunny day
You give your heart away
No divorcee, no repouise
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