Glow little glow-worm, turn the key on
You are equipped with taillight neon
You got a cute vest-pocket Mazda
Which you can make go slow and faster
I don’t know who you took a shine to
Or who you’re out to make a sign to
I got a gal that I love so
Glow little glow-worm, glow
Watch out for me, I’m bound to glow
You better watch out for me, I’m bound to glow
You better watch out
You better not cry
Better not pout
I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Whenever I see your smiling face, I have to smile myself because I love you, yes, I do.
And when you give me that pretty little pout, it turns me inside out.
There’s something about you, baby, I don’t know.
I was born to make you happy
I think you’re just my style
Everywhere I go
Tellin’ everyone I know
Baby, I love to see you smile
Because I’m happy,
Clap along if you feel like that’s what you want to do…
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
Left a good job in the city
Workin’ for the man ev’ry night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleepin’
Worryin’ ‘bout the way things might have been
Big wheel keep on turnin’
Proud Mary keep on burnin’
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river
Take this job and shove it
I ain’t working here no more
My woman done left and took all the reasons
I was working for
My baby done left me
My baby done went to the drive-in movie with someone else
And I feel like homemade sh*t
(Yodel yodel layhe, yodel layhe, yodel hoo)
My baby done left me
My baby done parked by Coonskin Creek with somebody else
And I feel like homemade sh*t
(Yodel yodel layhe, yodel layhe, yodel hoo)
I’ll take two of what you’re having,
I’ll take all of what you got,
To kill this goddamn lonely,
This goddamn lonely love…
One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do
Two can be as bad as one
It’s the loneliest number since the number one
Lonely, I’m Mr. Lonely
I have nobody for my own
I am so lonely, I’m Mr. Lonely
Wish I had someone to call on the phone
I cried and cried all day,
Alone again naturally,
Alone again naturally…
Oh, you wished me well,
You, you couldn’t tell,
That I’d been crying over you,
Crying over you…
What will it take to make you happy?
What will it take to stop your whining?
What will it take to make you amscray?
What will it take to stop your crying?
I know that you’ve been so bored since the Circle K closed down
So if it makes you feel a bit better just picture me
Crying
Crying in my beer
Crying in my beer
Oh Oh Oh
Crying in my beer
Crying in my beer
Oh Oh Oh
There’s a tear in my beer,
And I am crying for you dear…
You are on my lonely mind…
That justice is the one thing you should always find,
You got to saddle up your boys, you got to draw a hard line,
When the gun smoke settles we’ll sing a victory tune,
And we’ll all meet back at the local saloon,
We’ll raise up our glasses against evil forces singing,
“Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.”
We laid her next to him,
Beneath the willow tree,
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby…
As I was a goin’ over the far famed Kerry mountains
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapier
Saying “stand and deliver” for he were a bold deceiver
Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There’s whiskey in the jar