Well I hear the train a comin' she's gonna rollin' round the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when But I'm stuck in Folsom Prison oh the time keeps draggin' on And that train keep a rollin' on down to San Antone Well now I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dining car I bet they're drinkin' coffee chewin' on big cigars But I know I had it comin' now I know I can't be free And that train keep a movin' and Lord that's what tortures me [ Guitar ] Well when I was just a baby my mama told me son Always be a good boy don't you mess around with guns But I shot a man in Reno stood there to watch him die And when I hear that whistle blowing oh I hang my head and I cry Well if they freed me from this prison if that railroad train was mine Bet I'd move it on just a little bit farther down the line Away from Folsom Prison that's where I want to stay I got to stay now And I'd let that lonesome whistle let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch You really are a heel You're as cuddly as a cactus, and as charming as an eel, Mr. Grinch You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel! You're a monster, Mr. Grinch Your heart's an empty hole Your brain is full of spiders You've got garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch I wouldn't touch you with a 39-and-a-half foot pole! You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch You got termites in your smile You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch Given a choice between the two of you, I would take the seasick crocodile, yeah! You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch You're a nasty wasty skunk Your heart is full of unwashed socks And your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch The three best words I would use to describe are as follows, and I quote Stink, stank, stunk, yeah! Oh, yeah, yeah Mr. Grinch Stink, stank, stunk, yeah!