Way down South they had a jubilee
Them Georgia folks they had a jamboree
They’re drinking home brew from a wooden cup
The folks are dancing, there are all shook up
And started playing that rock and roll music
Any old time you use it
It’s got a back beat, you can’t lose it
Any old time you use it
It’s gotta be rock and roll music
If you wanna dance with me
Oh babe,
You left me standin’ in the rain
While you were gettin’ in a taxi
I did the standin’ in the rain
Oh babe,
When I was wet right to the bone
You were decidin’ that you weren’t goin’ home
And I was wet right to the bone
John Paul Young (Vanda & Young)
The Devil went down to Georgia. He was lookin’ for a soul to steal.
He was in a bind ‘cause he was way behind and he was willing to make a deal
When he came across this young man sawin’ on a fiddle and playin’ it hot.
And the Devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said, “Boy, let me tell you what.”
“I guess you didn’t know it, but I’m a fiddle player, too.
And if you’d care to take a dare I’ll make a bet with you.
Now you play a pretty good fiddle, boy, but give the Devil his due.
I’ll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul 'cause I think I’m better than you.”
Not a usual reply. I just couldn’t find anything to match Lori’s offering better than this, so enjoy. Additional footage from the movie Deliverance, which is of course a classic…
"Oh, I can’t get up, I won’t get up
I can’t get up for my life
you have two long beaten swords
And I not a pocket knife
“Well, it’s true I have two beaten swords
And they cost me deep in the purse
But you will have the better of them
And I will have the worse”
“And you will strike the very first blow
And strike it like a man
I will strike the very next blow
And I’ll kill you if I can”
So Matty struck the very first blow
And he hurt Lord Donald sore
Lord Donald struck the very next blow
And Matty struck no more
Come down Red Molly, " called Sargent McQuade.
“For they’ve taken young James Aidee for Armed Robbery.
Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside.
Oh, come down, Red Molly, to his dying bedside.”
When she came to the hospital, there wasn’t much left.
He was runnin’ out of road. He was runnin’ out of breath.
But he smiled, to see her cry.
And said, “I’ll give you my Vincent.
To Ride.”
Well, I’ve seen love come
I’ve seen it shot down
I’ve seen it die in vain
Shot down in a blaze of glory
Take me now but know the truth
I’m going down in a blaze of glory
I could be wrong but I have seen your face before
You are the man that I saw running from the door
You owed him money but you gave him something more
With a gun
With a gun
You will be what you are just the same
Did you pay the other man with a piece in your hand
And leave him lying in the rain?
The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the dark and the endless skies, my love
To the dark and the endless skies
You take my breath, I feel consumed
Take it all - I want to know
What lies behind - your smiles and shells
Wish I knew you well
Come in my head
Come in my mind
I thought love was
only true in fairytales
Meant for someone else but not for me
Love was out to get me
That’s the way it seems
Disappointment clouded all my dreams
Then I saw her face
Now I’m a believer
The Monkees ; p
ETA
I don’t know how Rust trial got into this. I’m confused.
Well, I think I’m goin’ out of my head
Yes, I think I’m goin’ out of my head
Over you, over you
I want you to want me, I need you so badly
I can’t think of anything but you
Little Anthony and the Imperials (Weinstein / Randazzo)
Baby it’s you
Who makes me feel the way that you do
You know I can’t forget you so soon
Baby it’s you
This is for all the lonely people
Thinking that life has passed them by
Don’t give up until you drink from the silver cup
And never take you down or never give you up
You never know until you try
Sunrise doesn’t last all morning
A cloudburst doesn’t last all day
Seems my love is up and has left you with no warning
It’s not always gonna be this grey
I saw you today, or at least I think it was
It’s hard to say, we’ve all changed so much
Compelled to look, but I hid my face
It’s hard to trace these feelings
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor Rigby
Picks up the rice in a church
Where a wedding has been
Lives in a dream
I’m already giving up on getting through
I never question who I’m talking to
Oh, so much for nothing, but nothing means so much
I know it’s touching, but I’ve been out of touch