Father Abraham had many sons
Many sons had Father Abraham
I am one of them and so are you
So let’s all praise the Lord.
Right arm!
You put your right arm in
You put your right arm out
You put your right arm in
And you shake it all about
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now (Shake it up baby)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now (Shake it up baby)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now (Shake it up baby)
Shake it, shake it, shake it, suga!
Shake it like a Polaroid picture!
Now all the Beyonce’s, and Lucy Lu’s, and baby dolls
Get on tha floor get on tha floor!
Shake it like a Polaroid picture!
Oh, you! oh, you!
Hey ya!(oh, oh) Hey ya!(oh, oh)
Well, shake it up baby now
Twist and Shout…
Shake it up baby, noe
Work it on out…
Who is he
Circumstantial,
[Oh]
Why would I
[Do]
Hitch a ride
[The]
I can drive
[Twist]
Who is she
Circumstantial
[Oh]
Why would I
[Do]
Hitch a ride
[The]
When I can drive
[Twist]
Circumstantial
Do the twist…
A thumb goes up, a car goes by
It’s nearly one A.M. and here am I
Hitchin’ a ride, hitchin’ a ride
Gotta get me home before the morning light
And it’s a hitchhike a hundred miles
I’m a rag-a-muffin child
Pointed finger-painted smile
I left my shadow waiting down the road for me a while
Do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man, do you know the muffin man, who lives on Drury Lane?
I’m a-goin ‘where the dust storms never blow,
I’m a-goin’ where you dust storms never blow,
I’m a-goin ‘where you dust storms never blow, blow, blow,
An’ I ain It’s not a-gonna be treated this way.
They say I’m a dust bowl refugee,
Yes, they say I’m a dust bowl refugee,
they say I’m a dust bowl refugee, Lord, Lord,
An 'I is not a-gonna be Treated This Way.
I’m going where the sun keeps shining
Through the pouring rain
Going where the weather suits my clothes
Banking off of the northeast winds
Sailing on a summer breeze
And skipping over the ocean like a stone
The jig is up, the news is out
They finally found me
The renegade who had it made
Retrieved for a bounty
Nevermore to go astray
This’ll be the end today
Of the wanted man
Well they’re building a gallows outside my cell
I’ve got 25 minutes to go
And the whole town’s waitin’ just to hear me yell
I’ve got 24 minutes to go
Well they gave me some beans for my last meal
I’ve got 23 minutes to go
But nobody asked me how I feel
I’ve got 22 minutes to go
And that is when I saw her as I pulled in outside of the small motel she was there
And so I walked up to her, asked where I could get something to eat
And she showed me where.
Oh, I was only twenty four hours from Tulsa
Ah, only one day away from your arms
She took me to the café, I asked her if she would stay, she said “OK”
The picture in the paper showed the scene real well,
Papa’s rig was buried in the local motel,
The desk clerk said he saw it all real clear,
He never hit the brakes and he was shifting gears
I read the news today oh boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph.
He blew his mind out in a car
He didn’t notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They’d seen his face before
Nobody was really sure
If he was from the House of Lords.
Oh dear Lord
Three things I pray
Oh Lordy, Lord, trouble so hard
Oh Lordy, Lord, trouble so hard
Don’t nobody know my troubles but God
Don’t nobody know my troubles but God
Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
Nobody knows my sorrow
Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
Glory, Hallelujah
Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
Nobody knows but Jesus
Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen
Glory, Hallelujah
Oh, let us find sweet peace within
Hallelujah!
Happiness begins,
When the mighty clouds of joy
Come rolling in
Holy Jesus
Won´t you let your love seize us
Let us find sweet peace within
Hallelujah!
Happiness begins,
When the mighty clouds of joy
Come rolling in