Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy
Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry
Sunshine on the water looks so lovely
Sunshine almost always makes me high
Sunshine came softly through my a-window today
Could’ve tripped out easy but I’ve changed my ways
It’ll take time, I know it but in a while
You’re gonna be mine, I know it, we’ll do it in style
Take a little trip, take a little trip
Take a little trip and see
Take a little trip, take a little trip
Take a little trip with me
She and I went on the run
Don’t care 'bout re-lig-ion
I’m gonna marry the woman I love
Down by the Wexford border
She was Nancy Mulligan
And I was William Sheeran
She took my name, and then we were one
Down by the Wexford border
Down by the Old Mill Stream where I first met you
With your eyes of blue, dressed in gingham too
It was there I knew that you loved me too
You were sixteen, (you were sixteen)
My village queen, (my village queen)
By the Old Mill Stream
You come on like a dream
Peaches and cream
Lips like strawberry wine
You’re sixteen, you’re beautiful and you’re mine (ooh, mine all mine)
Ten little dancing maidens, dancing oh so fine!
Ten little happy fingers, and they’re mine, all mine!
They’re mine, they’re mine!
Oh, isn’t that just fine?
Not three, not five, not seven, and not nine!
A little bit of Monica in my life, a little bit of Erica by my side
A little bit of Rita is all I need, a little bit of Tina is what I see
A little bit of Sandra in the sun, a little bit of Mary all night long
A little bit of Jessica here I am
A little bit of you makes me your man
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Jessica: The Allman Brothers Band
Jessie is a friend
Yeah, I know, he’s been a good friend of mine
But lately something’s changed that ain’t hard to define
Jessie’s got himself a girl and I want to make her mine
And she’s watching him with those eyes
And she’s loving him with that body, I just know it
Yeah, and he’s holding her in his arms late, late at night
You know, I wish that I had
Jessie’s girl
Jesse come home, there’s a hole in the bed
Where we slept; now it’s growing cold.
Jesse your face, in the place where we lay
By the hearth, all apart, it hangs on my heart
Jessie paint your pictures
About how it’s gonna be
By now I should know better
Your dreams are never free
But tell me all about our little trailer by the sea
Oh Jessie you can always sell any dream to me
Oh Jessie you can always sell any dream to me
Tonight you’re gonna go down in flames
Just like Jesse James
Tonight you’re gonna go down in flames
Just like Jesse James
It’s coming closer
The flames are now licking my body
Won’t you help me
I feel like I’m slipping away
It’s hard to breathe
And my chest is a-heaving
Lord, have mercy
I’m burning a hole where I lay
Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning love
This red-hot emotion
Puts fireworks in motion
It looks like the 4th of July
There’s no use in fighting
This fire you’ve ignited
Just stand back and watch the sparks fly
Baby, I’m burnin’, out of control
Baby, I’m burnin’, body and soul
Hot as a pistol that’s flamin’ desire
Baby, I’m burnin’, you got me on fire
Happiness is a warm gun.
Always took candy from strangers
Didn’t wanna get me no trade
Never want to be like papa
Working for the boss ev’ry night and day
I need a love to keep me happy
I need a love, baby won’t ya keep me happy
Baby, won’t ya keep me happy
Baby, please keep me
My mama was the cold North wind,
My daddy was the son, of a railroad man from west of hell,
Where the trains don’t even run……
Never heard the whistle of a southbound freight,
Or the singing of it’s driving wheel,
No I, never did not wanderin’
Never did not wanderin’
Never did not wanderin’ after all
Things got bad, and things got worse
I guess you will know the tune
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again