I stand in front of you I'll take the force of the blow You're a boy boy and I'm a girl You're a girl and I'm a boy boy This girl I know needs some shelter She don't believe anyone can help help her She's doing so much harm, doing so much damage But you don't want to

Joe, Joe, Joe Diffie 1994, Joe Diffie comin' out my radio I'm just a country boy boy with a farmer's tan So help help me girl I'll be your Pick-Up Man How 'bout a night to remember and a fifth of Goose 'Bout to bust out my honky-tonk attitude A little feel good

A mustard seed is (has been said) All that men will need A filthy boy boy in a Bowery lane Under the times in a drowning rain Stealing bits of sleep again Has heard this common creed Grows into the tallest tree To cool down the sinner's heat I know this man,

Let me show you the way to my Let me show you the way to my Let me help help you explain your mind Want to help help you explain your mind Sweet little boy boy, Johnny Sweet little boy boy, Roger Hello, my name is Johnny Well 'ello, my name is Johnny I like to explain

Just saying When you change your mind I'll be waiting You should leave him 'Cause it really makes me sick You don't need him I'll help help you get over it 'Cause I'm better than him You got a boyfriend And he's a total loser

Everything's gonna be alright boys, help help is on the way Hold your head up high now, there's no need to cry now We're not running anymore Leave the politics behind boys, they're not working anymore There's so much more at stake here, it's make or break

It's all about us And that's real But I promise, if we stick together we gon' make it through anything We're too special for the world Dodging bullets, we're in trouble in times And mama always taught me as a boy boy To help help ya brother if he's fallin' at

River rat jimmy and Jehoshaphat Drums are still playing I can see them marching close This he walks like a shadow and that he dances like a ghost The one that looks like jimmy lord he scares me the most Playing boyhood mumbly peg a six inch bowie blade

By jimmy reed Oh baby, honey what's wrong with you? Well now baby, honey what's wrong with you? Well, you don't treat me, me, baby, like you used to do. I can't help help it, baby, if I'm acting strange. I'm just hoping, baby, I'm not going insane. Well baby,

If I send for my baby, man, and she don't come All the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help help her none She got a .38 special but I believe it's most too light Her .38 special, boys, it do very well Hey, hey, baby, where you stayed last night? Ah-oh boy boy,