Hey, Lord. The night is friendly, The stars are winkin', My sleepy-headed baby's eyes are blinkin,' I hold him in my arms and sit here thinking,
Man, what's the matter with that cat there? Must be full of reefer Full of reefer? Yeah man You mean that cat's high? Sailing, Sailing Sailing lightly
Save me, Sister, Sister, save me, Save me from temptation, Of other lips, of other eyes, Of other vows, of other ties, Of other smiles and other sighs
You talk about your truckin' when your peckin' is new, Well, here's a dance that you all should do: You get 'way low down to the floor, And if you
You're so sweet, how could anyone be so sweet? Tell me, little one, Believe me, you're a lucky find, Peaches, cream and honey, all of them combined
San Francisco Fan Loved a no-good gamblin' man; She drank the coffee dregs so she could fry his eggs In a golden fryin' pan. Can-canned by command
Some of these days You're gonna miss me, baby Some of these days You're gonna feel you're so lonely You'll miss my huggin' You're gonna miss my kissin
St. Louis woman, she's never pleased She says there's one good man who'll soon be deceived If she can't hear from him each night at least Six or seven
Well folks, I'm goin' down to St. James Infirmary See my little baby there She's stretched out on a long, white table Well she looks so good, so cold,
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Stack O'Lee blues, Know what it means, Come on, honey, let's be stepping, 'Cause my feet won't keep still, I've just gotta dance until I've had my
Somebody stole my gal Somebody stole my pal Somebody came and took her away She didn't even say she was leavin' Her kisses I love so He's gettin' now
Boy, what's the matter with you? You ain't got no pep at all today! I always gets tired when it gets hot like this, you know. You is lazy,
When your spirits are low, There's a place you can go. You'll never see white folks At a strictly cullud affair. See 'em laying 'em down, Boys,
A Sweet Jenny Lee from sunny Tennessee, You'll love her when you see Sweet Jenny Lee! A Each little bird is singing merrily Just getting set to
She's the lady with the fan When she comes by, hold your man She made Smoky Joe so ginny He forgot about his Minnie She's the lady with the fan She's
Sometimes I wonder why I spend The lonely night dreaming of a song; The melody haunts my reverie And I am once again with you. That was long ago,
Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Mama, that man's here again! Brothers and sisters, have you heard the news today? Now, I've been told that Mr. Van Chuba
