Hammond Song The Roches

(Words & Music by Margaret A Roche) If you go down to Hammond you'll never come back In my opinion you're on the wrong track We'll always love you but that's not the point If you go with that fella forget

Bobby's Song The Roches

Think he's got a crush on me I saw the whole scene What makes you think He's got a crush on you Cause he played his song for me I was sitting there too What makes you think He played those songs for you

Bobby Reba McEntire

Bobby pleaded guilty to the charges that they read As they led him from the courtroom, a young voice turned his head A little boy, dressed in blue, was standing at the rail He said "I hope they kill

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Only You Know How The Roches

Floating on a sea of sorrow, nothing else is clear Nothing else is clear And you might be a puppy dog, you might be a cow Only love can save you and only you know how Did you ever take a walk to the edge

Me & Bobby Mcgee Kenny Rogers

dirty red bandana And was blowin` sad while Bobby sang the blues With them windshield wipers slappin` time And Bobby clappin` hands we finally sang up every song that driver knew Freedom`s just

The Train The Roches

(Words & Music by Suzzy Roche) I sit down on the train with my big pocketbook the guitar and a sugar-free drink I wipe the sweat off of my brow with the side of my arm and take off all that I can I am

Face Down At Folk City The Roches

and Suzzy Roche Face down at Folk City When you came in here your were looking so pretty With your dracula cape and your bat what a pity Now you're face down at Folk City Somebody's singing a song

Long Before The Roches

Oh, I think you're lost to me Just a stranger I will never see I drove away and I walked out that door But you had left us long before The year we spent there was strange and slow Like all the cars in

Quitting Time The Roches

(Words & Music by Margaret A Roche) Money is not the problem you have enough of that now you must close your office put on your coat and hat put on your coat and hat Now is the hour of quitting twilight

Me And Bobby McGee Roger Miller

red bandana And was blowin` sad while Bobby sang the blues With them windshield wipers slappin` time And Bobby clappin` hands we finally sang up every song that driver knew Freedom`s just another

Say Ladeo Bobby McFerrin

Hey hey say Ladeo Time for taking words away The melody will tell the story As we go along Riding a wave of a thousand stories Starlit journeys of morning glories Where your long lost dreams are suddenly

Me And Bobby McGee Janis Joplin(제니스 조플린)

out of my dirty red bandana And I was playin\' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah Windshield wipers slappin\' time I was holdin\' Bobby\'s hand in mine We sang every song that driver knew Freedom

Rockin' Robin Bobby Day

He rocks in the tree-top all a day long Hoppin'' and a-boppin'' and a-singin'' the song All the little birds on J-Bird St.

Night Song Bobby Darin

Summer... not a bit of breeze Neon signs are shining through the tired trees Lovers walking to and fro Everyone has someone and a place to go Listen... hear the cars go past They don't even see me, flyin

Your Song Bobby Goldsboro

don't have much money but boy if I did I'd buy a big house where we both could live If I was a sculptor, but then again, no Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show I know it's not much but it's the

Song To Bobby Cat Power

I wanna tell you I've always wanted to tell you But I never had the chance to say What I feel in my heart from the beginning til my til my dying day I was fifteen, sixteen maybe In the park I was waving

Work Song Bobby Darin

I been convicted of the crime, Lord, of needin' Crime of bein' hungry and poor Had-a leave some grocery man bleedin' When he found me robbin' his store.

Alley Cat Song Bobby Rydell

He goes on the prowl each night Like an alley cat Looking for some new delight Like an alley cat She can't trust him out of sight There's no doubt of that He just don't know wrong from right

The Troubles The Roches

(Words & Music by Maggie, Terre & Suzzy Roche) We're going away to Ireland soon we're going away to Ireland Ireland Ireland soon Ireland soon we'll try not to get in the way of the guns as we always do

I'M Sitting On Top Of The World Bobby Darin

I'm sitting on top of the world Just rolling along, Just rolling along I'm quitting the blues of the world Just singing a song, just singing a song "Glory Hallelujah," I just phoned the Parson "Hey, Par

The Largest Elizabeth In The World The Roches

Didn't you ever feel like the largest Elizabeth in the World?

Simple Song Of Freedom Bobby Darin

Come and sing a simple song of freedom Sing it like you've never sung before Let it fill the air Tell the people everywhere We, the people here, don't want a war Hey there, Mister Black Man can you hear

Bobby Peru Luna

"I told lies to your family Concerning your whereabouts They feel so sorry for me I invented jealous stories My imagination ran wild I made myself so angry The night that you insulted me I lay awake

Bobby Jean Bruce Springsteen

Bobby Jean Well I came by your house the other day Your mother said you went away She said there was nothing I could have done There was nothin' nobody could say Me an You We've known each other

September 11Th At The Shambhala Center The Roches

Good morning baby, the sky is your friend When you're scared, look up to the big no end I hear your voice, don't lose your nerve I hear your voice, you are the one who is singing And I am the listener

Steady With The Maestro The Roches

she goes steady with the maestro and she rosins his baton but when he goes out on a binge-o she's been known to carry on when the maestro goes out and paints the town maestro he gets very jealous when

Pretty and High The Roches

(Words & Music by Margaret A Roche) She came on the stage in a dress like the sky she had painted a sunset around her eyes and all of the people were charmed and surprised at how pretty and high and shy

The Naughty Lady Of Shady Lane The Roches

The naughty lady of shady lane Has hit the town like a bomb The back fence gossip ain't been this good Since Mabel ran off with Tom Our town was peaceful and quiet Before she came on the scene The lady

My Winter Coat The Roches

The fit is generous and loose The coat is filled with down of goose Should I feel guilty about that?

Runs in the Family The Roches

And I can't change the law of averages. I'm going down. My uncle did it; my daddy did it. I'm beginning to think that it runs in the family Oh no, runs in the family. One by one we left home.

Move The Roches

Sunday, cold weather Home, that's where I'll stay Okay I admit it, I've been drifting Dreaming the hours away Dreamin' of love The gentle kind I don't have to prove myself All of the time Working, years

The Great Gaels The Roches

the great Gaels of Ireland the race that God made mad for all their wars are merry and all their songs are sad words remembered by John A. Roche from a poem by G.K.

The Boat Family The Roches

make you smile You are a fifty pound bag of soybeans more than a bargain to me you take hours to cook you have serious taste you make me sob I am a poison and I am fun illegal lightweight luxury you are the

The Hallelujah Chorus The Roches

For the Lord God omnipotent reigneth! Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah! The kingdom of this world is become The kingdom of our Lord, and of His Christ!

The Scorpion Lament The Roches

stood on the street the other night in full moonlight barefoot and oh dirtied my dress was goin' away there I was meetin' up with a man for the payoff faithful and unhenpecked I somewhat recollect soon

The Married Men The Roches

travels around one of 'em mainly stays in heart-throb town I am not their main concern they are lonely too I am just an arrow passing through When they look into my eyes I know what to do I make sure the

Piggy Mask The Roches

The fantasy is crumbling The piggy mask isn't working for me anymore I'd like you to think of me As somebody you'd put your teeth in for Lipitor, boxer shorts, snoring and the waterfall What more am I

So The Roches

So maybe another way would have been better If you had been older or had known a thing or two Before you set sail for the new world Sail for the new world, mate All this ships ahoy Trouble is all of the

Holidays The Roches

She's the kind of girl who pays for herself And the money don't come rolling in Been living here outside of fifteen years Say how do you do, where does she begin?

Factory Girl The Roches

As I went out walkin' one fine summer's mornin' the birds in the branches they did gaily sing the lad and the lasses together were sportin' goin' down to the fact'ry their work to begin I spied a fair

Gung Ho The Roches

Gung Ho, is a word I know Means things are just beginning Birth of a child, the wildness of youth And the turf in the first inning Coffee in the morning or Chinese herb tea The former is the one works

Instead I Chose The Roches

I had that chance to fall in love The life dance around myself As if I am the shadow, nearly ended But I never took the chance Instead I chose to stay in a nutshell and be a nut I had that chance to fall

Huh The Roches

How come, why, who was, what the huh? Let's forget the whole, oh, I don't know It's just that, so big deal, what's it to ya?

On The Road To Fairfax County The Roches

o once I loved an outlaw he came and stole my heart o how I count the hours since we were torn apart on the road to Fairfax County I spied a highwayman he wanted all my money my heart beat like a drum

Home Away From Home The Roches

she was twenty six when she came to the burbs where the family secrets stop at the curbs i was nine when she moved next door she had married a republican he was for the war he was mean he beat her up all

This Feminine Position The Roches

I've got the apple in me original cinnamon style I'm gonna be fightin' night and day to keep you at your distance Weaken discuss the menu weaken discuss the cause we can discuss the other women you've

Mr. Sellack The Roches

Now the only thing I want Is to have my old job back again. I'll clean the tables; I'll do the creams; I'll get down on my knees and scrub behind the steam table. O Mr.

Bobby Belleruche

The stupid things That come out of your mouth I should know What you're trying to say Whatever it is you mean In your roundabout way I'll read between the lines To keep up with you Hell, I don't

Family Of Bones The Roches

These tiny bones, I lay them on my life They are you and you and you Arranged to be the skeleton of love I sit inside them at attention Like a dog waiting for its owner to return A garbage truck could