Can I get my glass of tea? Mmm, nothing like it! At this time I would like very much to do a Folksong. Since Folksongs, I think are still popular today
Ol' man river That ol' man river He must say something (he don't know nothin') But he don't say nothing That ol' man river He just keeps rollin' along
at that same old view Just we two, Darby and Joan Who used to be Jack and Jill The folks who like to be called What they have always been called The folks
-plenty of So come on down have a look around At rich folks livin' in a poor folks town So, come on down Have a look around Rich folks livin' in a poor folks
Each nation has a creative vein Originating a native strain With folk songs plaintive and others gay In their own peculiar way American folk songs,
They come here alone and they leave in twos except for you and me who just came to you as if you're all done like you said you'd be what are you doing
(Instrumental)
My friends kill my folks in front of me my friends kill my folks and they're not even sorry they say the line is thick between crying and crying they
My friends kill my folks in front of me My friends kill my folks and I'm not even sorry They say the line is thick between cryin' and cryin' They say
Al festival Slow-Folk di Bi-Milano il complesso rock nostalgico <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> di "trapple" meccanico
young folks, oh No no no no! You might no like it, but I gotta tell you I gotta tell you, oh yeah... You gotta make way for the young folks ooo,
You better make a way for the young folks Here we come, and we're so alive. We're here for business buddy,and don't won't no jive. Brighter tomorrows
Plain Pat What up (owww) Uh [x18] I've always been the same since back in the day Always felt like we should get paid We are magazine or we get played
Dans la tradition du folk song melody Un soldat de plomb et un roi maudit Combattent ensemble pour la mere patrie Pendant qu'une bergere s'ennuie au pays
ne stavano sopra il palco ad accordare gli strumenti con le loro giacche scure e lo spino in mezzo ai denti le lucertole del folk giravano le balere
