Almost cut my hair
Happened just the other day
It’s gettin’ kind of long
I could’ve said it was in my way
But I didn’t and I wonder why
I feel like letting my freak flag fly
And I feel like I owe it, to someone, yeah
Like the days of Stomping at the Savoy
Now we "freak, " oh, what a joy
Just come on down to the 54
Find your spot out on the floor
Ah, freak out!
Le freak, c’est chic
Freak out!
Ah, freak out!
Le freak, c’est chic
Freak out!
I’m like James Brown only white and taller
All I wanna do is Stomp and Holler…
Well, I was born a coal miner’s daughter,
In a cabin on a hill in Butcher Holler.
We were poor but we had love,
That’s the one thing that daddy made sure of;
He shoveled coal to make a poor man’s dollar.
I had no idea this thread exististed Trigger me
Workin’ in the coal mine
Goin’ down, down, down
Workin’ in a coal mine
Oops, about to slip down
Workin’ in a coal mine
Goin’ down down, down
Workin’ in a coal mine
Oops, about to slip down
Five o’clock in the mornin’
I’m already up and gone
Lord, I’m so tired
How long can this go on?
You know I work all day
To get you money to buy you things
And it’s worth it
To hear you say
You’re gonna give me everything
So why I love to come home
'Cause when I get you alone
you know I’m feeling okay
Come on-a my house, my house, I’m gonna give you candy
Come on-a my house, my house, I’m gonna give a you
Apple, a plum and apricot-a too eh
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house a come on
Come on-a my house, my house I’m gonna give a you
Figs and dates and grapes and cakes eh
Apple peaches pumpkin pie,
Soon your love will be all mine.
Then I’m gonna take you home,
Marry you so you won’t roam.
Marry you so you won’t roam. Right now
I’ll Take You Home Again, Kathleen
Across the ocean wild and wide
To where your heart has ever been
Since first you were my Bonnie bride.
The roses all have left your cheek.
I’ve watched them fade away and die
Your voice is sad when e’er you speak
And tears bedim your loving eyes.
I used to be a rovin’ lad.
A rovin’ an’ wanderin’ life I had.
On any lass I’d frown, who would try to tie me down.
But then one day, I saw a maid,
Who held out her hand, an’ I stayed an’ stayed.
An’ now across the green, I’ll go home with Bonnie Jean.
Go home, go home, go home with Bonnie Jean!
Go home, go home.
Sing me a song of a lass that is gone
And, say could that lass be I?
Merry of soul, she sailed on a day,
Over the sea to Skye…
I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship a-sailin’
Saying “I don’t know when I’ll be comin’ back again
It depends on how I’m a-feelin’”
On a greyhound bus,
Lord I’m traveling this morning
I’m going to Shreveport and on down to New Orleans
Been driving these highways,
Been doing things my way
It’s been making me lonesome, on’ry, and mean
The Mississippi Delta
was shining like a National guitar
I am following the river
Down the highway
Through the cradle of the civil war
I’m going to Graceland, Graceland
Memphis, Tennessee
I’m going to Graceland
Poor boys and pilgrims with families
And we are going to Graceland
Long distance information, give me Memphis, Tennessee,
Help me find a party that tried to get in touch with me,
She could not leave a number but I know who placed the call,
'Cause my uncle took a message and he wrote it on the wall.
Operator
Give me information
Information
Give me long distance
Long distance
Give me heaven…
Heaven, I’m in heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we’re out together dancing, cheek to cheek
Then, when there’s no more cars
You go out at night and eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
One to one, man to man
Dance toe too toe
You can’t start a fire without a spark,
This gun’s for hire,
Even if we’re just dancing in the dark…