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Boom boom, boom boom
Gonna shoot you right down
Take you in my arms
I'm in love with you
Love that is true
Boom boom, boom boom
I like the way you walk
I like the way you talk

Como se llama mama
Baby whats your name
Mi vuelve loco baby
You driving me insane
A diga diga diga diga
Baby whats your name

Is it mary Lou is it Peggy Sue

As I went out walking one fine summer morning
The birds in the bushes did whistle and sing
The lads and the lasses in couples were courtin'
Going back to the factory their work to begin

I spied one among them, she was fairer than most
Her cheeks like a red rose, that blooms in the spring
Her hair like a lily, that grows in yon valley

I wore my .44 so long, I've made my shoulder sore
I wore my .44 so long, I done made my shoulder sore
Well, I'm wondrin' everybody, where'd my baby go

Well, I'm so mad this mornin', I don't know where in the world to go
Well, I'm so mad this mornin', I don't know where in the world to go
Well, I'm lookin' for me some money, pawned gun to have some gold

Stay away from me everybody, 'cause I'm in my sin
I said, stay away from me everybody, 'cause I'm in my sin
You know I'm beggin' you, somebody give me my gin.
Stay away from me, unless you wanta big fight
Stay away from me everybody, unless you wanta get involved in a fight
I'll fight the army and the Royal navy if I don't get some gin tonight
Hey, when I'm feeling high, everythings all right
Hey, when I'm feelin' high, everything is really all right

Oooo yea.

Somethin' pretty bad,
Has got a hold on me.
Somethin' pretty bad, people,
Has got a hold on me.

At night, I just can't sleep,

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I know I'm one.

My mother was a tailor,
Sewed my new blue jeans,
My father was a gambling man

Sittin' here lonely like a broken man
Sell my time and do the best I can
I wasn't boss this around in me
But I don't want your sympathy, yeah
Oh baby, oh baby, I just need your tender lovin'
To keep me sane in this burnin' oven
When my time is up, be my reaper
Like Adam's work on God's green earth

I closed the door on a Hong Kong man
He made his living selling heroin
I checked the cactus, it don't need no water
TV set, it was quite a slaughter
Slam the hood down on the Plymouth Roadrunner
Put the cigar out, I don't like the smell or the flavour
Check your mirror and then you check your radiator

Oh, see, see see rider
Girl, see, what you've done
Oh, oh, oh, see see rider
See, what you've done now
You've gone away and left me
No, no, no, and now the blues have come
Oh, yes, they do
Oh, well, I'm goin', goin' away, baby

Some people say a man is made out of mud
A poor man's made out of muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's weak and a back that's strong

You load sixteen tons what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go

Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl

I was once out strolling one very hot summer's day
When I thought I'd lay myself down to rest
in a big field of tall grass
I lay there in the sun and felt it caressing my face