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Texas Flood
05:06
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Well there's floodin' down in Texas
All of the telephone lines are down
Well there's floodin' down in Texas
All of the telephone lines are down
And I've been tryin' to call my baby
Lord and I can't get a single sound
Well dark clouds are rollin' in
Man I'm standin' out in the rain
Well dark clouds are rollin' in
Man I'm standin' out in the rain
Yeah flood water keep a rollin'
Man it's about to drive poor me insane
Well I'm leavin' you baby
Lord and I'm goin' back home to stay
Well I'm leavin' you baby
Lord and I'm goin' back home to stay
Well back home are no floods or tornados
Baby and the sun shines every day
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Tin Pan Alley
06:46
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Went down to Tin Pan Alley
See what was going on
Things was too hot down there
Couldn't stay very long
Hey hey hey hey, Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there
Livin' for their whisky, wine, and gin
I heard a woman scream
Yeah and I peeped through the door
Some cat was workin' on Annie with a
Lord with a two-by-four
Hey hey hey hey, Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there
Livin' for their whisky, wine, and gin
I heard a pistol shoot
Yeah and it was a .44
Somebody killed a crap shooter cause he didn't
Shake, rattle, and roll
Hey hey hey hey, Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there
Killin' for their whisky, wine, and gin
I saw a cop standing
With his hand on his gun
He said "this is a raid, boy
Nobody run"
Hey hey hey hey, Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
Yeah they took me away from Alley
Lord they took me right back to the pen
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3. |
The Thrill Is Gone
05:26
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The thrill has gone,
The thrill has gone away.
The thrill has gone,
The thrill has gone away.
You know you done me wrong,
And you'll be sorry someday.
The thrill is gone,
It's gone away from me.
The thrill is gone,
It’s gone away from me.
And though I will live on,
So lonely I will be.
The thrill has gone,
It's gone away for good.
The thrill has gone,
Has gone away for good.
Someday I’ll be over it all,
Just like you said I would.
You know I'm free, free, free,
Free from your spell.
I'm free, baby,
Free from your spell.
And now that it's all over
All I can do is wish you well.
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4. |
Pride & Joy
03:44
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Well you've heard about love givin' sight to the blind
My baby's lovin' cause the sun to shine
She's my sweet little thing, she's my pride and joy
She's my sweet little baby, I'm her little lover boy
Yeah I love my baby, my heart and soul
Love like ours won't never grow old
She's my sweet little thing, she's my pride and joy
She's my sweet little baby, I'm her little lover boy
Yeah I love my baby, she's long and lean
You mess with her, you'll see a man gettin' mean
She's my sweet little thing, she's my pride and joy
She's my sweet little baby, I'm her little lover boy
Well I love my baby like the finest wine
Stick with her until the end of time
She's my sweet little thing, she's my pride and joy
She's my sweet little baby, I'm her little lover boy
Yeah I love my baby, my heart and soul
Love like ours will never grow old
She's my sweet little thing, she's my pride and joy
She's my sweet little baby, I'm her little lover boy
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Johnny B Goode
02:43
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Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens...
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode...
Who never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play a guitar just like ringin' a bell.
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineer would see him sitting in the shade,
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by, they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy could play
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
His mother told him, "Someday you will be a man,
And you will be the leader of a big old band.
Many people comin' from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Sayin' Johnny B. Goode tonight."
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go Go
Johnny Go
Oh Go go
Johnny Go
Oh Go Go
Johnny Go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
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Jed McConkey Belfast, UK
Songwriter / Musician
Performer / Producer
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