Hey girls, gather round
Listen to what I’m puttin’ down
Hey, baby, I’m your handy man
I’m not the kind that uses pencil or rule
I’m handy with the love and I’m no fool
I fix broken hearts, I know I truly can
He shakes my ashes, greases my griddle,
Churns my butter, strokes my fiddle;
My man is such a handy man!
He threads my needle, creams my wheat,
Heats my heater, chops my meat;
My man is such a handy man!
I can wash out forty four pairs of socks
And have 'em on the line
I can starch and iron two dozen shirts
'Fore you can count from one to nine
I can slip up a great big dip up of lard
From a drippings can
Throw it in the skillet, do my shopping
Be back before it melts in the pan
'Cause I’m a woman
W. O. M. A. N!
One less bell to answer
One less egg to fry
One less man to pick up after
I should be happy
But all I do is cry (cry, cry, no more laughter)
Oh, I should be happy (oh, why did he go?)
I only know that since he left, my life’s so empty
But when he’s gone
Me and them lonesome blues collide
The bed’s too big
The frying pan’s too wide
My old man
My old man’s a dustman
He wears a dustman’s hat
He wears cor blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat
My Old Man’s a Dustman (Ballad of a Refuse Disposal Officer). Lonnie Donegan
Daddy was a cop
On the east side of Chicago
Back in the USA
Back in the bad old days
Well, the south side of Chicago
Is the baddest part of town
And if you go down there
You better just beware
Of a man name of Leroy Brown
Mrs. Brown, you’ve got a lovely daughter
Girls as sharp as her are somethin’ rare
But it’s sad, she doesn’t love me now
She’s made it clear enough, it ain’t no good to pine
Golden brown, finer temptress
Through the ages she’s heading west
From far away, stays for a day
Never a frown with golden brown
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy riven side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Save me from its guilt and power
Rock of Ages, cleft for me. Trad. hymn
What do ya want?
What do ya want?
I want rock ‘n’ roll
All right
Long live rock ‘n’ roll
Oh, yeah, yeah
Rock of ages, rock of ages
Still rollin’, keep a-rollin’
Rock of ages, rock of ages
Still rollin’, rock ‘n’ rollin’
Rock is dead they say
Long live rock
Long live rock
I need it every night
Long live rock
Come on and join the line
Long live rock
Be it dead or alive
The king is gone, but he’s not forgotten (, Johnny Rotten)
Is this the story of Johnny Rotten? (Johnny Rotten, Rotten Johnny)
It’s better to burn out 'cause rust never sleeps
The king is gone, but he’s not forgotten
Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There’s more to the picture than meets the eye
On a cold December evening
I was walking through the Christmastide
When a stranger came up and asked me
If I’d heard John Lennon died
And the two of us went to this bar
And we stayed to close the place
And every song we played was
For the late great Johnny Ace
His mother told him "someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying “Johnny B. Goode tonight”
Johnny B. Goode. Chuck Berry
Johnny Angel (Sha dum da dum)
How I love him (Sha dum da dum)
He’s got something that I can’t resist (Ah, da dum, da dum dum)
But he doesn’t even know (Ah, da dum, da dum dum)
That I exist (Sha dum da dum dum, sha dum da dum)
‘Cause my lovin’ feels like ooh
You don’t know my name (round and round and round we go, will you ever know?)
And I swear it feels like ooh (baby baby baby)
You don’t know my name oh (round and round and round we go, will you ever know?)
I did you wrong
My heart went out to play
But in the game I lost you
What a price to pay
I’m cryin’
Ooh baby, baby
Ooh baby, baby
I was cryin’ when I met you
Now I’m tryin’ to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin’ just to get you
Now I’m dyin’ 'cause I let you
Do what you do down on me