Writers
Johnny Cash
Themes
Genres
Year
1955
Lyrics
Everybody knows where you go when the sun goes down
I think you only live to see the lights of town
I wasted my time when I would try try try
'Cause when the lights have lost their glow you'll cry cry cry

Soon your sugar-daddies will all be gone
You'll wake up some cold day and find you're alone
You'll call for me but I'm gonna tell you bye bye bye
When I turn around and walk away you'll cry cry cry

You're gonna cry cry cry and you'll cry alone
When everyone's forgotten and you're all alone
You're gonna cry
Cry cry cry

I lie awake at night and wait 'til you come in
You stay a little while and then you're gone again
Every question that I ask I get a lie lie lie
For every lie you tell you're gonna cry cry cry

When your fickle love gets old no one will care for you
You will come to me for a little love that's true
I will tell you no and you'll ask me why why why
When I remind you of all of this you'll cry cry cry

You're gonna cry cry cry and you'll want me then
It'll hurt when you think of the fool you've been
You're gonna cry
Cry cry cry

You're gonna cry
Cry cry cry
You're gonna cry
Cry cry cry
Cry cry cry
Cry cry cry

Writers
Bobby Lee Mansfield
Themes
Genres
Year
1955
Lyrics
You took my kisses and all my love
You taught me how to care
Am I to be just remnant of a one side love affair

All you took
I gladly gave
There is nothing left for me to save

All of me
Why not take all of me
Can't you see
I'm no good without you
Take my lips
I want to loose them
Take my arms
I'll never use them
Your goodbye left me with eyes that cry
How can I go on dear without you
You took the part that once was my heart
So why not take all of me


Writers
Wayne Shanklin
Themes
Genres
Year
1958
Lyrics
No Lyrics
Writers
Wayne Shanklin
Themes
Genres
Year
1958
Lyrics
No Lyrics
Writers
Ray Charles
Themes
Genres
Year
1954
Lyrics
Writers
Chief William Redbird
Moon Mullican
Themes
Genres
Year
1951
Lyrics
Oh a Cherokee chief as he dances along
He sings an indian boogie to a white man's song
Singing he-ho-a-lena singing he-ho-a-lena
Singing he-ho-a-lena oh-oh na-which-a-na-hey

Well he dances over here and he dances over there
Now he's dancing with a squaw called Standing Bear
Singing he-ho-a-lena singing he-ho-a-lena
Singing he-ho-a-lena oh-oh na-which-a-na-hey
[guitar] Well he dances on a hill and he dances on a rock
But he keeps on shaking his ol' tomahawk
Singing he-ho-a-lena singing he-ho-a-lena
Singing he-ho-a-lena oh-oh na-which-a-na-hey

Well he sings a little soft and he sings a little loud
And his tom-tom beatin' so big and proud
Singing he-ho-a-lena singing he-ho-a-lena
Singing he-ho-a-lena oh-oh na-which-a-na-hey
[guitar] Well he dances over here and he dances over there...

Now he's a Cherokee cheif as a you all might know
When he keeps on a singing nuven-yo
Singing he-ho-a-lena singing he-ho-a-lena
Singing he-ho-a-lena oh-oh na-which-a-na-hey

Writers
Bobby Lee Mansfield
Themes
Genres
Year
1955
Lyrics
You took my kisses and all my love
You taught me how to care
Am I to be just remnant of a one side love affair

All you took
I gladly gave
There is nothing left for me to save

All of me
Why not take all of me
Can't you see
I'm no good without you
Take my lips
I want to loose them
Take my arms
I'll never use them
Your goodbye left me with eyes that cry
How can I go on dear without you
You took the part that once was my heart
So why not take all of me


Writers
Johnny Cash
Themes
Genres
Year
1957
Lyrics
Country boy, ain't got no shoes.
Country boy, ain't got no blues.
Well, you work all day
While you're wantin' to play
In the sun and the sand,
With a face that's tan.
At the end of the day,
When your work is done,
You ain't got nothin' but fun.

Country boy, ain't got no ills.
Country boy, don't owe no bills.

Country boy, ain't got no ills.
Country boy, don't owe no bills.
You get a wiggly worm,
And then you watch him squirm.
While you put him on a hook,
And you drop him in a brook.
If everything's gonna turn out right,
You're gonna fry fish tonight.

Country boy, got a lot to lose.
Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes.

[Instrumental break]

Country boy, you got a shaggy dog.
Country boy, up a holler log.
Well, he comes in a run,
When you pick up your gun.
And with a shell or two,
And your dog and you,
When you get your rabbit,
You'll skin his hide,
He's gonna be good fried.

Country boy, you got a lot to lose.
Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes.

[Instrumental break]

Country boy, you got work to do.
Country boy, in the morning dew,
You gotta plant the seed,
You gotta cut the weeds.
There's many a row,
You know you gotta hoe
When it's quittin' time,
And your work is through.
There's a lot of life in you

Country boy, you lucky thing.
Country boy, I wish I was you, and you were me.
Writers
Otis Blackwell
Themes
Genres
Year
1958
Lyrics
Writers
Johnny Cash
Themes
Genres
Year
1958
Lyrics
Writers
Charles Tobias
Lew Brown
Sam Stept
Themes
Genres
Year
1957
Lyrics
Writers
Howard Lips
Themes
Genres
Year
1955
Lyrics
Writers
Wayne Shanklin
Themes
Genres
Year
1958
Lyrics
No Lyrics
Writers
Duane Eddy
Lee Hazlewood
Themes
Genres
Year
1959
Lyrics
instrumental
Writers
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
Themes
Genres
Year
1959
Lyrics
Fe-fe, fi-fi, fo-fo, fum
I smell smoke in the auditorium

Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught
Just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me)

That's him on his knees
I know that's him
Yeah, from 7 come 11
Down in the boys' gym

Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught
Just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me)

Who's always writing on the wall
Who's always goofing in the hall
Who's always throwing spit balls
Guess who (who, me) yeah, you

Who walks in the classroom, cool and slow
Who calls the English teacher, Daddy-O

Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught
Just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me)

[Instrumental Interlude]

Who walks in the classroom, cool and slow
Who calls the English teacher, Daddy-O

Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown
He's a clown, that Charlie Brown
He's gonna get caught
Just you wait and see
(Why's everybody always pickin' on me)
Writers
Wayne Shanklin
Themes
Genres
Year
1958
Lyrics
No Lyrics
Writers
Bill Justis
Themes
Genres
Year
1957
Lyrics
I’d like to be a hero
But I ain’t got the nerve
I’m chicken hearted
I’m chicken hearted

I’d like to be a bad boy
But I’m afraid I might get hurt
I’m chicken hearted
I’m chicken hearted

I’d like to be a lover
But I ain’t got no girls
I’m chicken hearted
I’m chicken hearted

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