What's that? What's that on the start? Let's get this straight from the start, Who's that? Who's that? What's his part? Tell him come back tomorrow and
Nobody tells you, you end up knowing Bad habits, you should sleep alone Open to suggestions, is that the way you feel? 'Coz you're the voice of experience
And then the same things come from us And then the same things come from us Old have memories to keep the cold away What is that you say? No sense to
Pure, this must be, it has to be Pure, let's make this pure (Do you mean it?) Yes I do (Then let's sing it) Certainly, but first bare your hearts And
Yeah Ooh yeah Let's get it on It's time to get down, yeah Let's get it on It's time to get down, yeah yeah Let's get it on It's time to get down here
You've always been searching for something But everything seems so so-so Tightly close your eyes Hold out your hand We'll make a stand Forget their plans
Jackie Wilson said, "It was great news to see I kind of love you, baby It knocks me off my feet Let it all come down, oh, let it all come down" And you
I'll need tonight to sit and think about this Think what to do I'll take some strength to banish hollow sorrow Hollow sorrow's nothing new Just enough
Show me them now Those wild little boys The ones that spelled trouble And stole all their toys Young boys with contempt Dreams and schemes in their eyes
Oh, what's the matter? I said, I said oh no, it's no better I've been thinking it out and it still gets no better I'm here singing this out and these
up and down Said the damsel to Jack as she passed him by Would you care for to purchase some quare bungle rye roddy rye? Fol the diddle rye roddy rye roddy rye
on me, I live til I die- Rye Whiskey, Rye Whiskey, Rye Whiskey I cryyyy If I don?t get Rye Whiskey I surely will die If I don?t get Rye Whiskey??..
' the rye. chorus: Comin thro the rye, poor body, Comin thro the rye, She draigl't a'her petticoatie, Comin thro the rye! Gin a
is here in the hollow, a message at the bottom of the bottle Oh, the sky tonight is gray, all the quiver and the quake Reaching away goodbye rye Been
ATHEN RYE v.1 By lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling, "Michael, they have taken you away !" You stold Tim Valien's corn so the
spirit is here in the hollow A message at the bottom of the bottle Oh, the sky tonight is gray All the quiver and the quake Reaching away Goodbye Rye
her door It's a whiskey, rye whiskey, rye whiskey I cry If I don't get rye whiskey, well, I think I will die Sweet milk when I'm hungry, rye whiskey
them Makes me wish I had a gun If I thought that I was crazy Well, I guess I'd have more fun I guess I'd have more fun Ooh, Catcher in the Rye again