I'm in love I'm all shook up Mm mm mm, mm, yay, yay, yay I'm proud to say that she's my buttercup A well'a bless my soul What'sa wrong with me? I'm itchin' like a man on a fuzzy tree My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug Well, my hands are shaky and my

(Joe Callicott) Drop down baby, just like showers of rain I hate to hear my fair brown call my name, yeah I hate to hear my fair brown call my name Well, she calls so loud, and the poor girl calls so plain Walks to the station, tears running down I got

It's a sin for you to get a Mexican divorce One day married, next day free Broken hearts for you and me Down below El Paso lies Juarez Mexico is different, like a travel folder says Cross the Rio Grande and you will find An old adobe house Where you

Lord, he made a woman out of me (Yes, he did) (He made a woman) Joe made a woman out of me I was born on a levy A little bit south of Montgomery Mama worked in the big house And, daddy, he worked for the county I never had no learning

Because I used to love her, but it's all over now The table's have turned, now it's her turn to cry Well, baby used to stay out, all night long She made me cry and she did me wrong She had my nose open, that's no lie Well, she used to run around with

Oh the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home Keep them hard times away from my door Turpentine and dandelion wine I've turned the corner and I'm doing fine Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line pickin' 'em off with this gun of mine Got a fire

Little sister don't you kiss me once and twice Say it's very nice and then you run Little sister don't you cheat on me Little sister don't you do what your big sister done Little sister won't you please, please,please Little sister don't you cheat on)

Down in Hollywood Going down in Hollywood You better hope that you don't run out of gas He'll drag you right out of your car and kick your ass They're standing on a corner waiting for a sucker like you Now, if you want to stay healthy just keep a-moving

But history does record That Bob and Charlie Ford Jesse James we understand Has killed him many a man He robbed the Union trains Have laid Jesse James in his grave It was on a Saturday night The stars were shining bright When they robbed that Union train

Get rhythm when you get the blues Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones Get taps on your toes and just get gone Little shoeshine boy never gets low down But he's got the dirtiest job in town Bendin' low at the