Johnny Guiter |
Play the guitar play it again my Johnny May be youre cold, but youre so warm inside I was always afoof for my Johnny For the one they call Johnny Guitar Play it again Johnny Guitar, What if you go, what if you stay, I love you What if youre cruel, you can be kind, I know There was never a man like my Johnny Like the one they call Johnny Guitar.
Just in time |
Just in time I found you just in time Before you came, my time was running low I was lost, the losing dice were tossed My bridges all were crossed, Nowhere to go. now you're here And now I know just where I'm going, No more doubt or fear I've found my way For love came just in time You found me just in time And changed my lonly life, that lovely day Play the guitar play it again my Johnny May be youre cold, but youre so warm inside I was always afoof for my Johnny For the one they call Johnny Guitar Play it again Johnny Guitar, What if you go, what if you stay, I love you What if youre cruel, you can be kind, I know There was never a man like my Johnny Like the one they call Johnny Guitar.
JAMBALAYA (ON THE BAYOU) |
Good-bye Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh He gotta go-pole the pirogue down the bayou His Yvonne the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Thibodaux, Fontaineaux the place is buzzin' Kin-folk come to see Yvonne by the dozen Dress in style they go hog wild, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight, I'm gonna see my ma cher a mi-o Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Settle down far from town get him a pirogue And he'll catch all the fish in the bayou Swap his mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight, I'm gonna see my ma cher a mi-o Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight, I'm gonna see my ma cher a mi-o Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou