by Kingston Trio on album Miscellaneous
I have been a rover. I have walked alone. Hiked a hundred highways. Never found a home Still and all, I'm happy The reason is, you see, once in a while, along the way, love's been good to me There
by Alkaline Trio on album Damnesia
O, L, D, E, E, N, G, L, I, S, H, Eight hundred, Now I feel a whole lot better about myself O, L, D, E, E, N, G, L, I, S, H, Eight hundred, Now I feel a whole lot better about myself You're charcoal f
by John Butler Trio on album Miscellaneous
Hey man, why you always give me attitude? What I, what I ever done to you? And if you got a bone to pick Then step outside, step outside, talk about it But I talk with words, man, I don't talk with m
by The Kingston Trio on album Time To Think
The crops are all in and the peaches are rott'ning. The oranges are piled in their creosote dumps. They're flying them back to the Mexico border To take all their money to wade back again. [Chorus:]
by The Kingston Trio on album Goin' Places
[Chorus:] This land is your land. This land is my land from California to the New York island, From the red wood forest to the Gulf stream waters. This land was made for you and me. As I was walkin'
by The Kingston Trio on album The Last Month Of The Year
Tomorrow morn is Christmas day, goodnight, my baby, goodnight. Old Saint Nick is on his way, goodnight, my baby, goodnight. [Chorus:] Sleep now, my baby. Dream now, my bouncing baby boy. Sleep tight,
by Alkaline Trio on album Damnesia
They tied that yellow ribbon 'round the old tree And they’ve worn out all the prayer in their hearts All along thought they were rooting for the home team As they’re sent into the game and torn
by Alkaline Trio on album Damnesia
Here it is again yet it stings like the first time Seems it never ends, Double nickels on your dime I thought we were friends, I guess it just depends who you ask These feelings tend to leave me with
by The Kingston Trio on album The Kingston Trio #16
Baila baila baila bamba Baila, baila, baila bamba Seres a si' una poca de gracia Una poca de gracia Para mi para ti y'ariba, y'ariba A y' ariba, ariba, por ti sere Yo no soy marinero Yo no soy marin
by The Kingston Trio on album Make Way
As I was sitting with a jug and spoon, one Sunday morning in the month of June. A birdie sang in an ivy bunch and the song he sang was the jug of punch. [Chorus:] Tura lura lu, tura lura lu, tura lur
by Kingston Trio on album Miscellaneous
They come in their summery dresses and jackets so fine The rich folks who measure success with a big dollar sign They gaze with delight with the rocks and the scraggly pines The come in the Spring and
by Kingston Trio on album Miscellaneous
I remember grandpa telling me That I was born as the sun Was comin' up early in the mornin' Told me I was born early in the mornin' When you lift your eyes and see the sun A-risin' on the far horizon
by The Kingston Trio on album The Last Month Of The Year
The white snows of winter fall into the quiet town. The town lies asleeping. Asleeping beneath the down. It soon will be Christmas. Bells will be ringing. Bring us another round. But here in the white
by Alkaline Trio on album Damnesia
In the shadows where the heads hang low You hear voices as the wind blows, asking "can't you see?" Reminding you to breathe It's only time before it catches up to you and all your broken luck I found
by L'Affaire Louis' Trio on album Mobilis in Mobile
Tu joues un jeu que tu perdras Et tu ne le sais pas Tu tues le temps qui te tuera Et tu fais ça pour moi N'oublie pas que je suis là Je suis belle et au-delà Viens avec moi Et oub