You ain't been blue; no, no, no. You ain't been blue. Till you've had that mood indigo. That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes. While I sit and sigh, "Go 'long blues". Always get that mood i
You ain't been blue; no, no, no. You ain't been blue. Till you've had that mood indigo. That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes. While I sit and sigh, "Go 'long blues". Always get that mood i
. ". In your cotton shirt and faded jeans, you came for me. And the gingham dress was all I had to wear. With a dollar in your pocket and a borrowed car. You picked a yellow daisy for my hair That's the
If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eyed Joe. I'd been married long time ago. Where did you come from, where did you go?. Where did you come from Cotton-Eyed Joe? Get out your fiddle, rosin' up your bow
my heart. Ohh yea You can talk about the weather. Cotton or leather. And do you think the Beatles. Shoulda really gotten back together?. Talk about the truth. Mantle or Ruth. Fabio, Dimaggio or
Bài hát The Girl Turned Ripe - Merle Haggard, The Strangers. Well, the girl turned ripe and the pickers came today. Had an uncle who was farmin' down in Tennessee. And I stopped by to see him there
Feeling radical in cotton. Purified in my satin. But the bomb of the season. Is a Velvet Revolution I look at the sky. And feel the tears of the Prophets crying. I look at the sky. And feel the
I said, "Three corn patches about four cotton fields away". I said, "Three corn patches about four cotton fields away. Lives the prettiest girl in the whole darn U. S. A", I said a She's got big
Summertime,. And the livin' is easy. Fish are jumpin'. And the cotton is high Oh, Your daddy's rich. And your mamma's good lookin'. So hush little baby. Don't you cry One of these mornings
Summertime,. And the livin' is easy. Fish are jumpin'. And the cotton is high Oh, Your daddy's rich. And your mamma's good lookin'. So hush little baby. Don't you cry One of these mornings
Summertime,. And the livin' is easy. Fish are jumpin'. And the cotton is high Oh, Your daddy's rich. And your mamma's good lookin'. So hush little baby. Don't you cry One of these mornings