Ever been to Bakersfield I'm a honky tonk night time man I can't stand no light I'm a honky tonk night time man I can't stand no light I get my rest in the day time I do my runnin' around at night I had the blues this morning Had the blues all day today I had the blues this morning Had the blues all day today Well, I wish a tornado Come and blow my blues away, away That's what I said, take 'em away Sounds like Roy Yeah And then my heart starts beatin' When that sun starts sinkin' low Well, my heart starts beatin' When that sun starts sinkin' low When the shadows fall I know it's time for me to go Billy Powell on the piano Oh Barry, play me some Dobro I'm a honky tonk night time man I can't stand no light I'm a honky tonk night time man I can't stand no light I get my rest in the day time I do my runnin' around, round at night I get my rest in the day time Get's that old love sweet stuff at night

Well, I'm a honky-tonk man, and I can't seem to stop Love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox And when my money's all gone I'm on the telephone Saying, hey, mamma, can your daddy come home? Well, I'm livin' wild and dangerously And I've got plenty of company The moon comes up and the sun goes down And I can't wait to see the lights of town 'Cause I'm a honky-tonk man, and I can't seem to stop Love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox And when my money's all gone I'm on the telephone Saying, hey, mamma, can your daddy come home? Well, I'm a honky-tonk man, and I can't seem to stop Love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox And when my money's all gone I'm on the telephone Saying, hey, mamma, can your daddy come home? Well, now, a pretty little girl and a jug of wine That's what it takes to make a honky-tonk time With the jukebox a-moanin' a honky-tonk sound And I can't wait to lay my money down 'Cause I'm a honky-tonk man, and I can't seem to stop Love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox And when my money's all gone I'm on the telephone Saying, hey, mamma, can your daddy come home? Well, I'm a honky-tonk man, and I can't seem to stop Love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old jukebox And when my money's all gone I'm on the telephone Saying, hey, mamma, can your daddy come home?

Well I'm a honky-tonk man and I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama, can your daddy come home Well now I'm living wild and dangerously But I've got plenty of company The moon comes up and the sun goes down Well I can't wait to see the lights of town 'Cause I'm a honky-tonk man and I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama, can your daddy come home Well, I'm a honky-tonk man and I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama, can your daddy come home Hey now, a pretty little girl and a jug of wine Well that's what it takes to make a honky-tonk time With the juke box moaning those honky-tonk sounds Well I can't wait to lay my money down 'Cause I'm a honky-tonk man and I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama, can your daddy come home I'm a honky-tonk man and I can't seem to stop I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old juke box But when my money's all gone, I'm on the telephone singing Hey hey mama, can your daddy come home

We got married in a fever Hotter than a pepper sprout We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson Ever since the fire went out I'm goin' to Jackson I'm gonna mess around Yeah, I'm goin' down to Jackson Look out Jackson town Well, go on down to Jackson Go ahead and wreck your health Go play your hand, you big-talkin' man Make a big fool of yourself Go on to Jackson Go comb your hair Honey, I'm gonna snowball Jackson See if I care When I breeze into that city People gonna stoop and bow, hah And all them women gonna make me Teach 'em what they don't know how I'm goin' to Jackson You turn a-loose a-my coat 'Cause I'm goin' down to Jackson Goodbye, that's all she wrote They'll laugh at you in Jackson Well, I'ma dancin' on a Pony Keg They'll lead you 'round town like the scalded hound With your tail tucked between your legs Come on to Jackson You big-talkin' man I'll be waitin' in Jackson Behind my Jaypan Fan Well, we got married in a fever Hotter than a pepper sprout We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson Ever since the fire went out I'm goin' to Jackson And that's a fact Yeah, we're goin' down to Jackson Ain't never comin' back Well, we got married in a fever Hotter than a pepper sprout We've been talkin' 'bout Jackson Ever since the fire went I'm goin' to Jackson You have to loosen my coat I'm goin' down on to Jackson Goodbye, that's all she wrote Now we're goin' home

When LEONARD finally came to California He was twenty-one years old as I recall He loved to write a song and pick the guitar And he came to hang a Gold one on the wall. The town in which he lived is not important But you'll know which town I mean by the time I'm thru He soon became a famous entertainer But LEONARD was a name he never used He was on his way to having what he wanted Just about as close as one could be Hey! once he even followed Elvis Presley And he wrote a lot of country songs for me. But he laid it all aside to follow Jesus For years he chose to let his music go But preaching wasn't really meant for LEONARD But how in the hell was LEONARD s'posed to know. Well, life began to twist its way around him And I wondered how he carried such a load He came back again to try his luck in music And lost his wife and family on the road. SPOKEN: (After that he seemed to bog down even deeper And I saw what booze and pills could really do And I wondered if I'd ever see him sober But I forgot about a Friend that LEONARD knew.) Well, LEONARD gave me lots of inspiration He helped teach me how to write a country song And he even brought around a bag of groceries Hey! back before Muskogee came along. Really I'm not trying to hide his showname Or the town in which this episode began SPOKEN: (Somehow I had to write a song for old Tommy) If just to see the smilin' faces in the band. When LEONARD finally came to California He was twenty-one years old as I recall And he loved to write a song and pick the guitar And he came to hang a Gold one on the wall.

(James Pierpont) Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh. Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh. Dashing through the snow in a one horse open sleigh O'er the fields we go laughing all the way Bells on bobtail ring making spirits bright What fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight. Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh --- Instrumental --- Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride In a one horse open sleigh.

All'alba, prima che il sole sorgesse E gli uccelli cantassero la loro dolce canzone La donna del troll della montagna con lingua falsa Ed ingannevole propose al signore: Herr Mannelig, Herr Mannelig mi vorrai sposare Per tutto quello che io dolcemente ti darò? Se vorrai, rispondi solo si o no Farai così o no? Ti darò i dodici mulini Che stanno tra Tillo e Terno Le macine sono fatte del più rosso rame E le ruote sono cariche d'argento Herr Mannelig, Herr Mannelig mi vorrai sposare Per tutto quello che io dolcemente ti darò? Se vorrai, rispondi solo si o no Farai così o no? Se tu fossi una donna cristiana Riceverei volentieri regali così, Ma io so che sei il peggiore troll della montagna Figlio degli spiriti maligni e del demonio. Herr Mannelig, Herr Mannelig mi vorrai sposare Per tutto quello che io dolcemente ti darà? Se vorrai, rispondi solo si o no Farai così o no? Ti darò i dodici mulini Che stanno tra Tillo e Terno Le macine sono fatte del più rosso rame E le ruote sono cariche d'argento Herr Mannelig, Herr Mannelig mi vorrai sposare Per tutto quello che io dolcemente ti darò? Se vorrai, rispondi solo si o no Farai così o no? Se tu fossi una donna cristiana Riceverei volentieri regali così, Ma io so che sei il peggiore troll della montagna Figlio degli spiriti maligni e del demonio. Herr Mannelig, Herr Mannelig mi vorrai sposare Per tutto quello che io dolcemente ti darò? Se vorrai, rispondi solo si o no Farai così o no?