Chief Joseph and his tribe bred beautiful horsesOn the banks
Came for a weekendEnded in a hate jokeThat's when I
Ground rice, sugar, vinegar, seco salt, macaroni too, Cook of
Placid creatureStanding in your June fieldPlacid creatureStanding in your June
Endless days and lonely nights, I cry out babyWhen will
Once I got fed up when you told me what
Far away, a distant love affairGrew into something that was
Gumbo and poor boys are all that I've seen in
It was a Thursday nightI was working lateWhen I first
She comes on like a roseBut everybody knowsShe'll get you
Oh! Papa catch the fish from the bottom of the
Sugar in the morningSugar in the eveningSugar at suppertimeBe my
You say I'm lazyYou say I don't fitYakes one to
Through the bars and morning lightWhat is this feeling? Why
I was in Paris Waiting for a flightWhen this guy
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