Originally posted by Great Big SteesWoke up one morning half asleep
I met a gin soaked barroom queen in Memphis
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride
The lady said she'd cover me in roses
She blew my nose and then she blew my.....mind
With all my blankets in a heap
and yellow roses scattered all around
the time was still approaching four
I couldn't stand it anymore
Saw marigolds upon my eiderdown.
I'm just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain making the garden grow,
I'm just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain keeping me cool.
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Originally posted by Pawn QweenWhere have all the flowers gone?
Woke up one morning half asleep
With all my blankets in a heap
and yellow roses scattered all around
the time was still approaching four
I couldn't stand it anymore
Saw marigolds upon my eiderdown.
I'm just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain making the garden grow,
I'm just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain keeping me cool.
Long time passing
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time ago.
Where have all the flowers gone,
young girls pick them, everyone.
Originally posted by shortcircuitWell east coast girls are hip
I once had a girl, or should I say she once had me?
I really dig those styles they wear
And the southern girls with the way they talk
They knock me out when Im down there
The mid-west farmers daughters really make you feel alright
And the northern girls with the way they kiss
They keep their boyfriends warm at night
Originally posted by SquelchbelchWhen I was a little biddy boy
He's so fine (doo lang, doo lang, doo lang)
My grandma bought me a cute little toy
Two Silver bells on a string
She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling
My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling won't you play with My Ding-A-Ling
My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling won't you play with My Ding-A-Ling
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Originally posted by Pawn QweenHe was killed by a man with a switchblade knife,
When I was a little biddy boy
My grandma bought me a cute little toy
Two Silver bells on a string
She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling
My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling won't you play with My Ding-A-Ling
My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling won't you play with My Ding-A-Ling
For forty-three dollars my friend lost his life.
I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dude's eyes,
Or shoot him with my old 45's 'cause a country boy can survive.