Oh, dirty Maggie Mae, they have taken her away
And she never walk down Lime Street anymore
Oh, the judge he guilty found her for robbing a homeward bounder
That dirty no-good robbin’ Maggie Mae
This is the part of Liverpool, they returned me to
Two pounds ten a week, that was my pay
The Beatles, Maggie Mae
Oh, where is little Maggie
Over yonder she stands,
Rifle on her shoulder,
Six-shooter in her hand.
How can I ever stand it,
Just to see them two blue eyes,
Shinin’ like some diamonds,
Like some diamonds in the sky.
Bob Dylan’s other song about Maggie
Lay that pistol down, babe
Lay that pistol down
Pistol-packin’ mama
Lay that pistol down
Bing Crosby, Pistol-Packin’ Mama
“Don’t take your guns to town, son
Leave your guns at home, Bill
Don’t take your guns to town”
Janie’s got a gun
Janie’s got a gun
Her dog day’s just begun
Now everybody is on the run
Aerosmith
Band on the run, band on the run
And the county judge who held a grudge
Will search forever more
For the band on the run, the band on the run.
Paul McCartney and Wings - Band on the Run
Running on (running on empty)
Running on (running blind)
Running on (running into the sun)
But I’m running behind
Jackson Browne - Running on Empty
You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Any place is better
Tracy Chapman - Fast Car
She’s got a ticket to ride,
And she don’t care!
The Beatles, Ticket to Ride
I Don’t Care if the Sun Don’t Shine
I get my lovin’ in the evening time
When I’m with my baby
Well, that’s when we’re gonna kiss
And kiss and kiss and kiss
And we’re gonna kiss some more
Well, one kiss from my baby doll
Makes me hot
More, more, more, more
I Don’t Care if the Sun Don’t Shine. Elvis Presley
I don’t care if it rains or freezes
Long as I’ve got my plastic Jesus
Ridin’ on the dashboard of my car.
Eddie Marrs (featured in Cool Hand Luke)
Flying back from Lubbock, I saw Jesus on a plane.
Or, maybe it was Elvis - you know they kinda look the same.
Don Henley, If Dirt Were Dollars
You say you haven’t hiked through Big Bend,
Had your hair blown back by a Lubbock wind,
Been somewhere where they call you “friend”,
Then you ain’t met My Texas yet.
Josh Abbott Band
See I was born and raised in Texas
And it means so much to me
Though my girl comes from down in Georgia
We were up in Tennessee
And as we were driving down the highway
She asked me baby what’s so great
How come you’re always going on
About your Lone Star State
I said that’s right you’re not from Texas
That’s right you’re not from Texas
That’s right you’re not from Texas
But Texas wants you anyway
Lyle Lovett, That’s Right, You’re Not From Texas
All my ex’s live in Texas,
And Texas is the place I’d dearly love to be.
But all my ex’s live in Texas,
And that’s why I hang my hat in Tennessee!
George Strait - All My Ex’s Live in Texas
(managed to connect to two of the three states in the lyrics above!!)
-“BB”-
And she said, “hey ramblin’ boy why dontcha settle down?”
“Denver ain’t your kinda town”
“There ain’t no gold and there ain’t nobody like me”
“cause I’m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee”
Kenny Loggins Please Come to Boston
Nashville Cats, play clean as country water
Nashville Cats, play wild as mountain dew
Nashville Cats, been playin’ since they’s babies
Nashville Cats, get work before they’re two
The Lovin’ Spoonful, Nashville Cats
Bicycle Bill’s got a still on the hill
Where he runs off a gallon or two;
The eagles in the sky get so high they can’t fly,
Just from smellin’ that good ol’ mountain dew.
-“BB”-
Well, I asked my old pappy why he called his brew
White lightning ‘stead of mountain dew
I took a little sip and right away I knew
As my eyes bugged out and my face turned blue
Lightnin’ started flashing, thunder started clashing
Whshhhoooh… white lightning
George Jones, White Lighting
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro magnifico
Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody