Sam's new tune The old goat clicked onto the stage Sung one song and the crowd was amazed Chorus: The goat, come on, goat, come on Goat, come on, goat, everybody! (2x) Sam
The old goat clicked onto the stage Sung one song and the crowd was amazed Chorus: The goat, come on, goat, come on Goat, come on, goat, everybody! (2x) Sam made riches Sam
Yo, yeah yeah, alight after this particular practice run I'ma practice both verses, after this, I want you to find a spot That's close to when the beat
or rain Wave the flag, pop the bag Rock the boat, skin the goat Wave that flag, wave it wide and high Summertime done, come and gone, my, oh, my I'm Uncle Sam
do not like them Sam, I am I do not like them here or there I do not like them anywhere I do not like them in a boat I would not, could not, with a goat
came across like a battering ram I try to float like a telegram sam I'm trying to divine you I looked for you, it's my last grandstand A motor scooter goat
RIVAHS! i am rivahs injure your hand you are the foreman i'm in a band tired of fuck you know that i am who the hell is cho-cho sam? only in dreams
by Young Jessie and Sam Ling I'm gonna tell you a story 'bout Mary Lou You know the kind of woman make a fool of you She make a young man itch She man
to eat shrimp in Nothing wrong with my leg just b-boy limpin' Got arrested at the Mardi Gras for jumping on a float My man, MCA's got a beard like a billy goat
Soap And Water Blues 3:05 Trk 18 (Robert Brown) Washboard Sam Washboard Sam - vocal & washbrd. J.T. Brown - tenor sax, W. Broonzy - gtr Roosevelt
do not like green eggs and ham I do not like them, Sam-I-am Could you? Would you? With a goat? Could you? Would you? On a boat? Could you? Would you
Mr. Perception, Sam-I-Am Well I know that you'd like 'em if you ate 'em with a goat! I would not could not with a goat Well would you could you on a boat
sun flashing red and then orange then opting for secession on the day when you came to the door with you terrible confession i know you've come to take
i know when you look at the photographs, they don't do much for you. i know you see the fires raging baby, i see them too and even though you got
hear that lonesome whipporwill he sounds too blue to fly. the midnight train is riding low. I'm so lonesome I could cry. (sniff) I've never seen
hear that lonesome whipporwill he sounds too blue to fly. the midnight train is riding low. I'm so lonesome I could cry. (sniff) I've never
