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Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash was and still is a vastly influential country music singer and songwriter. In a career that spanned almost five decades, Cash was the personification of country music to many people around the world, despite his distaste for the Nashville mainstream. Yet, Cash was a musician who transcended genre. His diversity was evidenced by his presence in three major music halls of fame: the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, the Country Music Hall of Fame and the Songwriters Hall of Fame.
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L & N Don't Stop Here Anymore
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Jean Ritchie
THEMES
Baby/Children
Memories/Nostalgia
Transport
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1979
When I was a curly headed baby
My daddy sat me down upon his knee
He said boy you go to school and learn your letters
Don't you be a dirty miner like me
I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow
Coal cars rambled past my door
Now they're standin' in rusty row all dusty
And the L & N, don't stop here anymore
Well, I used to think my daddy was a black man
With script enough to buy the company store
Now he goes downtown with his pockets empty
And his face is white as the February snow
I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow
Coal cars rambled past my door
Now they're standin' in rusty row all dusty
And the L & N, don't stop here anymore
Last night I dreamed I went down to the coal yard
To draw my pay just like I done before
Them ol' kudzu vines were comin' through the window
And weeds and grass were growin' through the floor
I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow
Coal cars rambled past my door
Now they're standin' in rusty row all dusty
And the L & N, don't stop here anymore
And the L & N, don't stop here anymore
My daddy sat me down upon his knee
He said boy you go to school and learn your letters
Don't you be a dirty miner like me
I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow
Coal cars rambled past my door
Now they're standin' in rusty row all dusty
And the L & N, don't stop here anymore
Well, I used to think my daddy was a black man
With script enough to buy the company store
Now he goes downtown with his pockets empty
And his face is white as the February snow
I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow
Coal cars rambled past my door
Now they're standin' in rusty row all dusty
And the L & N, don't stop here anymore
Last night I dreamed I went down to the coal yard
To draw my pay just like I done before
Them ol' kudzu vines were comin' through the window
And weeds and grass were growin' through the floor
I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow
Coal cars rambled past my door
Now they're standin' in rusty row all dusty
And the L & N, don't stop here anymore
And the L & N, don't stop here anymore
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Lead Me Father
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Inspirational
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
When my hands are tired and my step is slow
Walk beside me and give me the strength to go
Fill my face with your courage so defeat won't show
Pick me up when I stumble so the world won't know
Lead me Father with the staff of life
Give me the strength for a song
That the words I sing might more strength bring
To help some poor troubled weary worker along
When my way is light but I still can't see
With a strong hand strike out the blindness in me
Show me work that I should carry on for Thee
Make my way straight and narrow like you want it to be
Lead me Father with the staff of life
Give me the strength for a song
That the words I sing might more strength bring
To help some poor troubled weary worker along
Walk beside me and give me the strength to go
Fill my face with your courage so defeat won't show
Pick me up when I stumble so the world won't know
Lead me Father with the staff of life
Give me the strength for a song
That the words I sing might more strength bring
To help some poor troubled weary worker along
When my way is light but I still can't see
With a strong hand strike out the blindness in me
Show me work that I should carry on for Thee
Make my way straight and narrow like you want it to be
Lead me Father with the staff of life
Give me the strength for a song
That the words I sing might more strength bring
To help some poor troubled weary worker along
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Lead Me Gently Home
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Herbert G. Tovey
Will L. Thompson
THEMES
Inspirational
Places
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
Oh lead me gently home Father, lead me gently home
When life's toils are ended and parting days have come
Sin no more will tempt me, n'er from Thee I'll roam
If you'll only lead me Father, lead me gently home
Oh lead me gently home Father, lead me gently home Father
If I fall upon the wayside, lead me gently home
Lead me gently home Father, lead me gently home
In life's darkest hours Father, when my troubles come
Keep my feet from wandering, n'er from Thee I'll roam
Lest I fall upon the wayside, lead me gently home
Oh lead me gently home Father, lead me gently home Father
If I fall upon the wayside, lead me gently home
When life's toils are ended and parting days have come
Sin no more will tempt me, n'er from Thee I'll roam
If you'll only lead me Father, lead me gently home
Oh lead me gently home Father, lead me gently home Father
If I fall upon the wayside, lead me gently home
Lead me gently home Father, lead me gently home
In life's darkest hours Father, when my troubles come
Keep my feet from wandering, n'er from Thee I'll roam
Lest I fall upon the wayside, lead me gently home
Oh lead me gently home Father, lead me gently home Father
If I fall upon the wayside, lead me gently home
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Leave That Junk Alone
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Food and Drink
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1957
Well, you come home feeling for the knob on the door
You better pick up your feet, you're gonna fall on the floor
I keep on telling you, I'll tell you some more
You better leave that junk alone and drink water
Lord, that liquor's hot, drink water
You don't wanna be a sot
You better lay down the bottle
And put on the top and drink cool H2O
Well, your eyes are baggy and a bloodshot red
It's been a week or two since you've been in bed
You better pay attention now to what I said
You better leave that junk alone and drink water
Lord, that liquor's hot, drink water
You don't wanna be a sot
You better lay down the bottle
And put on the top and drink cool H2O
Well, now I'll forgive you for your running around
If you just promise that you come unwound
I'll buy you anything you want in town
If you'll leave that junk alone and drink water
Lord, that liquor's hot, drink water
You don't wanna be a sot
You better lay down the bottle
And put on the top and drink cool H2O
You better pick up your feet, you're gonna fall on the floor
I keep on telling you, I'll tell you some more
You better leave that junk alone and drink water
Lord, that liquor's hot, drink water
You don't wanna be a sot
You better lay down the bottle
And put on the top and drink cool H2O
Well, your eyes are baggy and a bloodshot red
It's been a week or two since you've been in bed
You better pay attention now to what I said
You better leave that junk alone and drink water
Lord, that liquor's hot, drink water
You don't wanna be a sot
You better lay down the bottle
And put on the top and drink cool H2O
Well, now I'll forgive you for your running around
If you just promise that you come unwound
I'll buy you anything you want in town
If you'll leave that junk alone and drink water
Lord, that liquor's hot, drink water
You don't wanna be a sot
You better lay down the bottle
And put on the top and drink cool H2O
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Let Me Down Easy
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Jim Glaser
Tompall Glaser
THEMES
Love
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1962
Let me down easy, if you must go
Why not deceive me, it won't hurt me so
Truth is so painful, tell me a lie
Let me down easy and I'll get by
Let me down easy for old time's sake
Is it too much to ask when my heart's gonna break
I'm bound to lose you, I'm bound to cry
Oh let me down easy and I'll get by
Let me down easy for old time's sake
Is it too much to ask when my heart's gonna break
I'm bound to lose you, I'm bound to cry
Oh let me down easy and I'll get by
Why not deceive me, it won't hurt me so
Truth is so painful, tell me a lie
Let me down easy and I'll get by
Let me down easy for old time's sake
Is it too much to ask when my heart's gonna break
I'm bound to lose you, I'm bound to cry
Oh let me down easy and I'll get by
Let me down easy for old time's sake
Is it too much to ask when my heart's gonna break
I'm bound to lose you, I'm bound to cry
Oh let me down easy and I'll get by
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Let The Lower Lights Be Burning
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Inspirational
Country/Nature
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1962
Brightly beams, our father's mercy, from his lighthouse evermore
But to us, he gives the keeping, of the lights along the shore
Let the lower lights be burning, send a beam across the wave
Some poor fainting struggling seaman, you may rescue you may save (you may save)
Dark the night of sin has settled, loud the angry billows roar
Eager eyes are watching longing, for the lights along the shore
Let the lower lights be burning, send a beam across the wave
Some poor fainting struggling seaman, you may rescue you may save (rescue, you may save)
But to us, he gives the keeping, of the lights along the shore
Let the lower lights be burning, send a beam across the wave
Some poor fainting struggling seaman, you may rescue you may save (you may save)
Dark the night of sin has settled, loud the angry billows roar
Eager eyes are watching longing, for the lights along the shore
Let the lower lights be burning, send a beam across the wave
Some poor fainting struggling seaman, you may rescue you may save (rescue, you may save)
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Life Goes On
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Jack H. Clement
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Love
Time
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1961
My baby left me just the other day
I guess that things will never be the same
But I must forget that she is gone
Cause time goes by and life goes on
Makin' plans, shakin' hands
Try to prove, that I'm a man
It's hard to do, but I must try
Cause life goes on and so will I
It's been kinda tough these last few days
Tryin' to act normal and be gay
It's not easy to be all alone
But time goes by and life goes on
If I see her anywhere
I hope she thinks that I don't care
For after night, there comes the dawn
Yes time goes by and life goes on
I guess that things will never be the same
But I must forget that she is gone
Cause time goes by and life goes on
Makin' plans, shakin' hands
Try to prove, that I'm a man
It's hard to do, but I must try
Cause life goes on and so will I
It's been kinda tough these last few days
Tryin' to act normal and be gay
It's not easy to be all alone
But time goes by and life goes on
If I see her anywhere
I hope she thinks that I don't care
For after night, there comes the dawn
Yes time goes by and life goes on
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Little At A Time
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Gordon Terry
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Love
Time
Sadness
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1968
Stop lovin' me, a little at a time
Let me lose you, a little at a time
Walk away slow like you don't wanna go
Leave me, a little at a time
For my benefit, try to cry a little bit
For old times sake, gimme a slow heartbreak
I'll put up a fight, but I'll be all right
If you stop lovin' me, a little at a time
Hurt me, a little at a time
Turn me away, a little at a time
Walk away slow like you don't wanna go
Leave me, a little at a time
For my benefit, try to cry a little bit
For old times sake, gimme a slow heartbreak
I'll put up a fight, but I'll be all right
If you stop lovin' me, a little at a time
A little at a time, a little at a time
A little at a time, a little at a time
Let me lose you, a little at a time
Walk away slow like you don't wanna go
Leave me, a little at a time
For my benefit, try to cry a little bit
For old times sake, gimme a slow heartbreak
I'll put up a fight, but I'll be all right
If you stop lovin' me, a little at a time
Hurt me, a little at a time
Turn me away, a little at a time
Walk away slow like you don't wanna go
Leave me, a little at a time
For my benefit, try to cry a little bit
For old times sake, gimme a slow heartbreak
I'll put up a fight, but I'll be all right
If you stop lovin' me, a little at a time
A little at a time, a little at a time
A little at a time, a little at a time
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Loading Coal
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Merle Travis
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Country/Nature
Places
Money
Transport
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1960
[Spoken:]
Ride this train up and down and across a strange wonderful land
It's almost like a fairyland when you to think about it
You go through places with names like Tuscaloosa, Kokomo, Muskogee, Oshkosh, Saginaw
Eureka, Bandera, Battle Creek, Sioux City, Chattanooga,
Hattiesburg, Lynchburg and Baltinare, Arkansas
You see I'm a million different people from all over the world
And I've been coming to this country for hundreds of years
This was the Promised Land for me
But let's not forget that when I came here
There were already millions of people living in teepees along the rivers
And hunting deer and buffalo for food and shelter
And it's with a little regret that I think of how I pushed them back
And crowded them out to claim this land for myself or for another country
But the Indians' hearts must have been full of music
For they left names with me that seem to sing
Names like Mohawk, Mandan, Kickapoo, Cree, Yacoma, Seminole, Crow, Shawnee,
Choctaw, Delaware, Fox, Paiute, Winnebago, Cheyenne, Blackfoot,
Navajo, Ute, Comanche, Quapaw Creek, Apache, Sioux Chippewa,
Ardua, Hupa, Shoshone, Mow, Hicano, Sage, Menomini,
Shinouk, Arapaho, Nez, Perce, Iroquois, Pony, Cutenai,
Flathead, Chickasaw, Pueblo, Yuma, Pima, Pomo, Caddo
Well a lot of them are still with me and I'm glad
It's for sure their names will always be with me
But let's look a little at the heart and muscle of this land
A few things you don't read in books, things that aren't taught in school
Now you take this little town we're goin' through here this is Beach Creek, Kentucky
And right down there in the valley, that's where our house used to be
It was a little shotgun shack with a spring out back
And a smokehouse and another little bitty house and that's about all
My pa was a coal miner like most ev'rybody in Mulenberg County
Worked in the mines all his life
I guess he didn't have much ambition to do anything else
Cause they say coal minin' kinda gets in your blood
Matter of fact pa said if they ever drained the blood outta him
It'd be blacker than black strap molasses
When I was a kid I used to sit at the fireplace there with ma
And we'd wait on pa to get in from the mine
And we'd sure get anxious if he was ever late
Ma would rock back and forth and watch the clock listin' for pa to hit the front porch
Then he'd come in nothin' clean but the whites of his eyes
And he'd reach for that lye-soap and starts scrubbin'
And I'd stand back and watch him and say to myself
Boy I'll be glad when I get big enough to work in the mines
[Song:]
My pappy said when I was seventeen
You're six feet tall and your face is clean
And it don't look right for a boy that old
To not make a livin' loadin' coal
Loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole
Never get rich for to save my soul
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
Ain't never got acquainted with a dollar bill
And I don't ever reckon that I ever will
A dollar ain't made for a feller I'm told
That scoops up a livin' loadin' coal
Loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole
Never get rich for to save my soul
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I cussed ev'rything in the minin' camp
From a shovel and my pick, to my carbide lamp
But I know mighty well till I grow old
I'll still be a cussin' but loadin' coal
Loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole
Never get rich for to save my soul
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I know just as well as coal is black
One of these days the mines'll strike
And I'll sit around starvin' till I'm finally told
There's a nickel more a ton for loadin' coal
Loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole
Never get rich for to save my soul
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
Loadin coal, loadin' coal
Ride this train up and down and across a strange wonderful land
It's almost like a fairyland when you to think about it
You go through places with names like Tuscaloosa, Kokomo, Muskogee, Oshkosh, Saginaw
Eureka, Bandera, Battle Creek, Sioux City, Chattanooga,
Hattiesburg, Lynchburg and Baltinare, Arkansas
You see I'm a million different people from all over the world
And I've been coming to this country for hundreds of years
This was the Promised Land for me
But let's not forget that when I came here
There were already millions of people living in teepees along the rivers
And hunting deer and buffalo for food and shelter
And it's with a little regret that I think of how I pushed them back
And crowded them out to claim this land for myself or for another country
But the Indians' hearts must have been full of music
For they left names with me that seem to sing
Names like Mohawk, Mandan, Kickapoo, Cree, Yacoma, Seminole, Crow, Shawnee,
Choctaw, Delaware, Fox, Paiute, Winnebago, Cheyenne, Blackfoot,
Navajo, Ute, Comanche, Quapaw Creek, Apache, Sioux Chippewa,
Ardua, Hupa, Shoshone, Mow, Hicano, Sage, Menomini,
Shinouk, Arapaho, Nez, Perce, Iroquois, Pony, Cutenai,
Flathead, Chickasaw, Pueblo, Yuma, Pima, Pomo, Caddo
Well a lot of them are still with me and I'm glad
It's for sure their names will always be with me
But let's look a little at the heart and muscle of this land
A few things you don't read in books, things that aren't taught in school
Now you take this little town we're goin' through here this is Beach Creek, Kentucky
And right down there in the valley, that's where our house used to be
It was a little shotgun shack with a spring out back
And a smokehouse and another little bitty house and that's about all
My pa was a coal miner like most ev'rybody in Mulenberg County
Worked in the mines all his life
I guess he didn't have much ambition to do anything else
Cause they say coal minin' kinda gets in your blood
Matter of fact pa said if they ever drained the blood outta him
It'd be blacker than black strap molasses
When I was a kid I used to sit at the fireplace there with ma
And we'd wait on pa to get in from the mine
And we'd sure get anxious if he was ever late
Ma would rock back and forth and watch the clock listin' for pa to hit the front porch
Then he'd come in nothin' clean but the whites of his eyes
And he'd reach for that lye-soap and starts scrubbin'
And I'd stand back and watch him and say to myself
Boy I'll be glad when I get big enough to work in the mines
[Song:]
My pappy said when I was seventeen
You're six feet tall and your face is clean
And it don't look right for a boy that old
To not make a livin' loadin' coal
Loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole
Never get rich for to save my soul
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
Ain't never got acquainted with a dollar bill
And I don't ever reckon that I ever will
A dollar ain't made for a feller I'm told
That scoops up a livin' loadin' coal
Loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole
Never get rich for to save my soul
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I cussed ev'rything in the minin' camp
From a shovel and my pick, to my carbide lamp
But I know mighty well till I grow old
I'll still be a cussin' but loadin' coal
Loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole
Never get rich for to save my soul
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I know just as well as coal is black
One of these days the mines'll strike
And I'll sit around starvin' till I'm finally told
There's a nickel more a ton for loadin' coal
Loadin' coal, loadin' coal
I'm a double first cousin to a dad blamed mole
Never get rich for to save my soul
In forty 'leven years a loadin' coal, loadin' coal
Loadin coal, loadin' coal
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Locomotive Man
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Love
Places
Transport
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1968
I got a gal in Dallas, I wave at when I go through
I got a gal in Tulsa, that I toot my whistle to, say how I do
I got 'em all over the land, I'm a locomotive man
Left my heart in Omaha, Omaha, and I never did quite get it back
I got a Sue in Sioux City, waitin' by the railroad track
Keeps her money in a 'tato sack
I got 'em all over the land, I'm a locomotive man
Well I left a little switch engine, bout forty miles south of Banger, Maine
Couldn't keep the wheels a turnin', shouldn't try to pull my train
I got 'em all over the land I'm a locomotive man
Well I had a gal in Jackson, and it sure broke my heart to turn her loose
When I checked my time and moved on, she's hooked on my caboose
I got 'em all over the land, I'm a locomotive man
I got a gal in Tulsa, that I toot my whistle to, say how I do
I got 'em all over the land, I'm a locomotive man
Left my heart in Omaha, Omaha, and I never did quite get it back
I got a Sue in Sioux City, waitin' by the railroad track
Keeps her money in a 'tato sack
I got 'em all over the land, I'm a locomotive man
Well I left a little switch engine, bout forty miles south of Banger, Maine
Couldn't keep the wheels a turnin', shouldn't try to pull my train
I got 'em all over the land I'm a locomotive man
Well I had a gal in Jackson, and it sure broke my heart to turn her loose
When I checked my time and moved on, she's hooked on my caboose
I got 'em all over the land, I'm a locomotive man
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Lost On The Desert
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Food and Drink
Weather
Country/Nature
Places
Money
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1962
A burnin' hot sun, a cry for water
Black wings circle the sky
Stumblin' and fallin', somebody's callin'
You're lost on the desert to die
I had to give up then they took me to jail
But I hid all the money I got
Way out on the desert where no one could get it
And I left a mark at the spot
Then I got away and I ran for the desert
The devil had taken control
I needed water, but he said I'd make it
Near the money is a big waterhole
A burnin' hot sun, a cry for water
Black wings circle the sky
Stumblin' and fallin', somebody's callin'
You're lost on the desert to die
Just up ahead is where I left my mark
Or it may be to the left or the right
I've been runnin' all day and they'll catch up tomorrow
I've gotta find it tonight
Then up jumped the devil and ran away laughin'
He drank all the waterholes dry
He moved my mark till I'm running in circles
And lost on the desert to die
A burnin' hot sun, a cry for water
Black wings circle the sky
Stumblin' and fallin', somebody's callin'
You're lost on the desert to die
(Lost on the desert to die)
Lost on the desert to die
(Lost on the desert to die)
Lost on the desert to die
Black wings circle the sky
Stumblin' and fallin', somebody's callin'
You're lost on the desert to die
I had to give up then they took me to jail
But I hid all the money I got
Way out on the desert where no one could get it
And I left a mark at the spot
Then I got away and I ran for the desert
The devil had taken control
I needed water, but he said I'd make it
Near the money is a big waterhole
A burnin' hot sun, a cry for water
Black wings circle the sky
Stumblin' and fallin', somebody's callin'
You're lost on the desert to die
Just up ahead is where I left my mark
Or it may be to the left or the right
I've been runnin' all day and they'll catch up tomorrow
I've gotta find it tonight
Then up jumped the devil and ran away laughin'
He drank all the waterholes dry
He moved my mark till I'm running in circles
And lost on the desert to die
A burnin' hot sun, a cry for water
Black wings circle the sky
Stumblin' and fallin', somebody's callin'
You're lost on the desert to die
(Lost on the desert to die)
Lost on the desert to die
(Lost on the desert to die)
Lost on the desert to die
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Luther Played The Boogie
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
THEMES
Names
Novelty
Happiness
Memories/Nostalgia
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1959
We were just a plain ol' hillbilly band, with a plain ol' country style
We never played the kind of songs that'd drive anybody wild
Played a railroad song with a stomping beat
We played a blues song, kinda slow and sweet
But the thing that knocked them off of their feet was, ooh-wee
When Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie in the strangest kind of way
Play it strange!
Well, we did our best to entertain everywhere we'd go
We'd nearly wear our fingers off to give the folks a show
Played jumping jive to make 'em get in the groove
We played sad songs, real slow and smooth
But the only thing that'd make 'em move was, ooh-wee
When Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie in the strangest kind of way
Now didn't Luther play the boogie strange!
We never played the kind of songs that'd drive anybody wild
Played a railroad song with a stomping beat
We played a blues song, kinda slow and sweet
But the thing that knocked them off of their feet was, ooh-wee
When Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie in the strangest kind of way
Play it strange!
Well, we did our best to entertain everywhere we'd go
We'd nearly wear our fingers off to give the folks a show
Played jumping jive to make 'em get in the groove
We played sad songs, real slow and smooth
But the only thing that'd make 'em move was, ooh-wee
When Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie woogie
Luther played the boogie woogie, Luther played the boogie in the strangest kind of way
Now didn't Luther play the boogie strange!
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