Best of the Four Brothers: Makorokoto
The Four Brothers lyrics
The Four Brothers lyrics
"Frogg Lyrics"
Bird Dog Lyrics
Johnny is a joker [he?s a bird)] A very funny joker [he?s a bird] But when he jokes my honey [he?s a dog] His jokin? ain?t so funny [what a dog] Johnny is a joker that?s a?tryin? to steal my honey [he?s a bird dog] Johnny sings a love song [lik
Johnny is a joker [he?s a bird)] A very funny joker [he?s a bird] But when he jokes my honey [he?s a dog] His jokin? ain?t so funny [what a dog] Johnny is a joker that?s a?tryin? to steal my honey [he?s a bird dog] Johnny sings a love song [lik
Frogg
The Brothers Four Columbia 4-41958
(New words and new music arr.: Bob Flick--Dick Foley--Mike
Kirkland/John Paine)
SPOKEN:
This is a story about a hip frog.
And we're gonna pick up on it now and
he's on his way out to do some shuckin' and jivin'.
You'll be able to tell right away that he's a big mover.
SINGING:
Frogg went a-courtin' and he did go, un-huh
Frogg went a-courtin' and he did go, un-huh
Frogg went a-courtin' and he did go
To the Coconut G
World On Fire C Coyne P Coyne C Burrows Lyrics
I'm in a war against the truth I'm being shot right next to you I wish that we were going somewhere I wish that I was more like you I wish that you were less like me 'Cause I believe we're really nowhere See the world on fire it's burning It'
rove for the midnight show, un-huh un-huh un-huh I'm in a war against the truth I'm being shot right next to you I wish that we were going somewhere I wish that I was more like you I wish that you were less like me 'Cause I believe we're really nowhere See the world on fire it's burning It'
Mollie Mouse was the hat-check girl, woo-woo
[spoken: he knew it all the time]
Mollie Mouse was the hat-check girl, woo-woo
Mollie Mouse was the hat-check girl
He thought he'd give this chick a whirl, woo-woo, woo-woo, woo-woo
He sauntered up to Mollie Mouse's side, un-huh
[spoken: the direct approach]
He sauntered up to Mollie Mouse's side, un-huh
When he got up to Mollie Mouse's side
He whispered "Mollie will you be my bride?" un-huh un-huh un-huh
Soul Singing Lyrics
Written by: r. robinson & c. robinson I've been down Cascading and blue w/out a sound Now i've traded my black feathers for a crown So feed me milk & honey Lay me down Lay me down Look around Show me holy places not yet found
Not without my Uncle Rat's consent, uh-uh
[spoken: her uncle wrestles on TV]
Not without my Uncle Rat's consent, uh-uh
Not without my Uncle Rat's consent
I wouldn't marry the President, uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh
Well, she said "That's it, Clyde, better hit the road, farewell"
"That's it, Clyde, better hit the road, goodbye"
"That's it, Clyde, better hit the road"
"You ain't no frog you're a horned toad, farewell, goodbye, adios"
Farewell, goodbye, adios
[spoken: You know, I believe that,uh,
any more v
think we ought to end it]
Farewell, goodbye, adios
[spoken: Hey, ain't you gonna let me finish up?]
Farewell, goodbye, adios
[spoken: Aw, shut up, I'm your leader]
[spoken: No, no hands, no hands]
FADE:
[spoken: Auf Wiedersehen]
Farewell, goodbye, adios
Farewell, goodbye, adios
Transcribed by Little John
These lyrics were transcribed from the specific recording referenced
above, and are for personal use and research interest only
Written by: r. robinson & c. robinson I've been down Cascading and blue w/out a sound Now i've traded my black feathers for a crown So feed me milk & honey Lay me down Lay me down Look around Show me holy places not yet found
Not without my Uncle Rat's consent, uh-uh
[spoken: her uncle wrestles on TV]
Not without my Uncle Rat's consent, uh-uh
Not without my Uncle Rat's consent
I wouldn't marry the President, uh-uh uh-uh uh-uh
Well, she said "That's it, Clyde, better hit the road, farewell"
"That's it, Clyde, better hit the road, goodbye"
"That's it, Clyde, better hit the road"
"You ain't no frog you're a horned toad, farewell, goodbye, adios"
Farewell, goodbye, adios
[spoken: You know, I believe that,uh,
any more v
Es Tan Poco El Tiempo Lyrics
Jah! This is the rococo sound crew rockin' the bad vibration With a ragga's style that beats the sadness, blast the darkness
rses to this song would be anticlimactic; Jah! This is the rococo sound crew rockin' the bad vibration With a ragga's style that beats the sadness, blast the darkness
think we ought to end it]
Farewell, goodbye, adios
[spoken: Hey, ain't you gonna let me finish up?]
Farewell, goodbye, adios
[spoken: Aw, shut up, I'm your leader]
[spoken: No, no hands, no hands]
FADE:
[spoken: Auf Wiedersehen]
Farewell, goodbye, adios
Farewell, goodbye, adios
Transcribed by Little John
These lyrics were transcribed from the specific recording referenced
above, and are for personal use and research interest only