#AmericanWriters
I’ve sung my songs on dusty roads… To sweatin’ hard eyed brakemen, in… I’ve sung in blue wall papered roo… Now Mama…I’ll sing one song for y… Mama let me tell you that I’ve ne…
Would you like to buy a dog with a… He is quite the strangest dog ther… Though he’s not too good at knowin… just exactly where he’s going, He is very very good at sitting do…
Well I’ve told you someday I’d ha… And you would see me grinnin’ from… Look in my pocket this ain’t gabba… Oh oh someday’s here And I told you someday I’ll come…
In a pad with no heat, up on Sull… The last of the hipsters lay dyin’… Wearin’ his shades, so like no one… Like whether or not he was cryin’. All the junkies and loners
I will not play at tug o’ war. I’d rather play at hug o’ war, Where everyone hugs Instead of tugs, Where everyone giggles
I’m gonna throw my grass out the w… Crumple up my papers too Give away my speed, Cause all I’m… Is just a little bit of love from… And we’ll be makin’ it natural
Have you seen Amanda Blaine in th… Wandering through the morning rain… Have you seen her at her door, lis… And a man who went to war from the… Have you heard her mournful cries…
I’ve discovered a way to stay frie… There’s really nothing to it. I simply tell you what to do And you do it!!
Well breakfast black coffee one sl… Lunch just some lettuce two celery… Dinner one chicken wing broiled no… And this dietin’ dietin’ dietin’ d… So pass me a carrot stick peel me…
Now I was hangin’ round Nashville… Watchin’ ‘em laugh and hand ’em ba… So I pawned my guitar and bought… When I seen an old fountain pen l… It was worn-out bent and cast asid…
(Daddy what if the sun stop shinin… If the sun stopped shinin’ you’d b… You’d stare at the heavens with wi… And the wind would carry your ligh… And the sun would start shinin’ ag…
1 little monkey was goin’ 2 the store when he saw a banana 3 he’d never climbed be4. By 5 o’clock that evenin’
Well hey Miss Go-Go won’t you st… Cause the song you dance to it got… There’s a lotta things those long… Yeah but the words don’t reach ya Oh where you’re goin’ you dance to…
Agatha Fry, she made a pie And Christopher John helped bake… Christopher John, he mowed the la… And Agatha Fry helped rake it Now, Zachary Zugg took out the ru…
There once was a hippo who wanted… Fly-hi-dee, try-hi-dee, my-hi-dee-… So he sewed him some wings that co… Sky-hi-dee, fly-hi-dee, why-hi-dee… He climbed to the top of a mountai…