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We Never Know

No Slack
I can hear you coming
And we know what you're after
We're wise to you this time
(We're wise to you this time)
We won't let you kill the laughter
 

Spice

StewardshipPeaceIntergityCommunityEquality
I get a constant busy signal When I call you on the phone
I get a strong uneasy feeling You're not sitting there alone
I'm having nasty, nasty visions And baby you're in every one, yeah
And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with A so-called smokin' gun
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door, and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight, well, now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man?
I'm going to show him what little girls are made of
Gunpowder and lead
 

Kathryn

It was on fire when I laid down on it.
But don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression
Really I'm sad, oh, I'm sadder than sad
You're gone and I'm hurting so bad
Like a clown I appear to be glad (sad, sad, sad, sad)

Now, there's some sad things known to man
But ain't too much sadder than
The tears of a clown when there's no one around, mm
Oh, yeah, baby
Baby cried the day the circus came to town
'Cause she didn't want parades just passing by her
So she painted on a smile and took up with some clown
While she danced without a net upon the wire
I know a lot about her, 'cause you see
Baby is an awful lot like me
 

Kathryn

It was on fire when I laid down on it.
I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door, and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight, well, now he's got one
And he ain't seen me crazy yet
He slapped my face, and he shook me like a rag doll
Don't that sound like a real man?
I'm going to show him what little girls are made of
Gunpowder and lead
I'm gonna buy me a pistol
Just as long as I'm tall, Lawd, Lawd
I'm gonna buy me a pistol
Just as long as I'm tall
I'm gonna shoot poor Thelma
Just to see her jump and fall.

T for Texas, T for Tennessee

Sorry, it was the first song that came to mind.
 

Spice

StewardshipPeaceIntergityCommunityEquality
I know your hiding places
And I know your every move
'Cuz girl, I've been lonely too
And I seen a million faces
Been to a million places
But girl, there's no one quite like you
And I've gone through hell & high water
Washed away with the tide
I can lose a damn war all by myself
If you were on the other side
So in the morning when the rooster crows
Pack your bags and get ready to go
If you're walking through hell & high water
Please don't do it alone
Kiss me each morning for a million years
Hold me each evening by your side
Tell me you love me for a million years
If it don't work out, if it don't work out
Then you can tell me goodbye.
 

Stevicus

Veteran Member
Staff member
Premium Member
I'm gonna buy me a pistol
Just as long as I'm tall, Lawd, Lawd
I'm gonna buy me a pistol
Just as long as I'm tall
I'm gonna shoot poor Thelma
Just to see her jump and fall.

T for Texas, T for Tennessee

Sorry, it was the first song that came to mind.

When I was just a baby, my mama told me, "Son
Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns"
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and cry
 

Kathryn

It was on fire when I laid down on it.
Kiss me each morning for a million years
Hold me each evening by your side
Tell me you love me for a million years
If it don't work out, if it don't work out
Then you can tell me goodbye.
Touch me in the mornin'
Then just walk away
We don't have tomorrow
But we had yesterday
 

Stevicus

Veteran Member
Staff member
Premium Member
Number 47 said to number three
"You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see
I sure would be delighted with your company
Come on and do the Jailhouse Rock with me"

They arrested me and they put me in jail.
And called my pappy to throw my bail.
And he said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that Hot... Rod... Lincoln!"
 

Spice

StewardshipPeaceIntergityCommunityEquality
Oh, father father
Tell me a story, tell me what to do
Oh, doctor doctor
Is there a cure for the young man's broken blues
And he said...

Love comes and goes, everybody knows
There ain't no such thing as an everlasting love
It comes and goes

Oh, darling darling
I've seen the look of a sadness in your eyes
Oh, in the morning
Do I stay in you arms or, baby, do I fly
and she said...

Love comes and goes, everybody knows
There ain't no such thing as an everlasting love
Play something sweet, play something mellow
Play something I can sink my teeth in like Jello
Play something I can understand
Play me some Brickyard Blues
Play something sweet and make it funky
Just let me lay back and grin like a monkey
Play something I can understand
Play me some Brickyard Blues
 

We Never Know

No Slack
They arrested me and they put me in jail.
And called my pappy to throw my bail.
And he said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that Hot... Rod... Lincoln!"

A-breakin' rocks in the hot sun
I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
 

Spice

StewardshipPeaceIntergityCommunityEquality
I can hear you coming
And we know what you're after
We're wise to you this time
(We're wise to you this time)
We won't let you kill the laughter
If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
'Til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
 

Balthazzar

N. Germanic Descent
Play something sweet, play something mellow
Play something I can sink my teeth in like Jello
Play something I can understand
Play me some Brickyard Blues
Play something sweet and make it funky
Just let me lay back and grin like a monkey
Play something I can understand
Play me some Brickyard Blues

My spirit is burnt and there's blood on my hands
The more I'm down, the less I understand
Once so found, now I'm so lost
I ask no questions
It's just one more bridge to cross

Always black and white
Wouldn't change even if I could
I'll take what I'm handed
Whether it's damned or if it's good
If it's good, ohh

When you meet somebody that don't like soul food
They still got a soul
And it don't mean that you got no rhythm
If you don't like rock 'n roll
But if your tastes are like mine, you like cider not wine
And your very favorite thing to do
Is get a pretty girl dancin' to jug band music
And a mess of mama's barbecue
Barbecue lifts my spirit
I swear that it never fails
And the sauce mama makes just stays there forever
If you dare to get it under your nails
Well you may be poor with a wolf at your door
But money isn't everything
You still got the sun and a river full of fun
And you'll always have a song to sing
 
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Spice

StewardshipPeaceIntergityCommunityEquality
Can you see the real me, can ya, can ya?
I love you so much you see
You're even in my dreams
I can hear
Baby, I can hear you calling me
I'm so in love with you
All I ever want to do is
Thank you baby, thank you baby

(These one liners are tough!)
 

Spice

StewardshipPeaceIntergityCommunityEquality
My spirit is burnt and there's blood on my hands
The more I'm down, the less I understand
Once so found, now I'm so lost
I ask no questions
It's just one more bridge to cross

Always black and white
Wouldn't change even if I could
I'll take what I'm handed
Whether it's damned or if it's good
If it's good, ohh

When you meet somebody that don't like soul food
They still got a soul
And it don't mean that you got no rhythm
If you don't like rock 'n roll
But if your tastes are like mine, you like cider not wine
And your very favorite thing to do
Is get a pretty girl dancin' to jug band music
And a mess of mama's barbecue
Barbecue lifts my spirit
I swear that it never fails
And the sauce mama makes just stays there forever
If you dare to get it under your nails
Well you may be poor with a wolf at your door
But money isn't everything
You still got the sun and a river full of fun
And you'll always have a song to sing

source: Bar-B-Que (Jug Band) Lyrics by Paul Williams - Jim Henson's Emmet Otter's Jug-Band Christmas Soundtrack Lyrics
Oh, the ink is black, the page is white
Together we learn to read and write
To read and write
And now a child can understand
This is the law of all the land
All the land
 

We Never Know

No Slack
I love you so much you see
You're even in my dreams
I can hear
Baby, I can hear you calling me
I'm so in love with you
All I ever want to do is
Thank you baby, thank you baby

(These one liners are tough!)

We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much, baby
 

Kathryn

It was on fire when I laid down on it.
We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much, baby
Seven lonely days and a dozen towns ago
I reached out one night and you were gone
Don't know why you'd run, what you're running to or from
All I know is I want to bring you home
 

Balthazzar

N. Germanic Descent
Oh, the ink is black, the page is white
Together we learn to read and write
To read and write
And now a child can understand
This is the law of all the land
All the land

I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake, we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps, yeah
 

Kathryn

It was on fire when I laid down on it.
I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake, we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently weeps, yeah
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and for you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
 
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