No one Care's about me No i ain't even got a Friend Well my Baby's gone and left me When will my Troubles end Black Night is Falling Oh I hate to be alone Well I'm crying for my Baby Another day is Gone Got no one to talk with To tell my Troubles to I Don't even know the Minute Baby since i Lost You Black Night is Falling Oh and i hate to be alone Well I'm Crying for my Baby Another day is Gone Well my Mother Had the troubles My Father had them too My Brother Slipped away yeah And I Don't even know what to do Black Night is Falling yeah Oh I hate to be alone Well I'm Crying for my Baby Well I'm Crying for my Baby Another Day is Gone

Way down in Louisiana Amongst the tall grown sugar canes Lived a simple man and a dominiker hen And a rose of a different name Well, the first time I felt lightning I was standing in the drizzling rain With a trembling hand and a bottle of gin And a rose of a different name Well, the devil made me do it the first time The second time, I done it on my own Lord, put a handle on a simple headed man And help me leave that black rose alone When the devil made that woman Hey Lord, he threw the pattern away 'Cause she was built for speed with the tools you need To make a new fool every day Way down deep and dirty And on the darkest side of shame You'll find this cane raising man, brewing a gin With that rose of a different name And the devil made me do it the first time The second time, I done it on my own Lord, put a handle on a simple headed man Help me leave that black rose alone Yeah, the devil made me do it the first time The second time, I done it on my own Whoa Lord, put a handle on a simple headed man Help me leave that black rose alone

Stand still man you'd better not flinch Vase full of gasoline and a seven year itch It's vast out here in no-mans land All you got left is in your hands Dead flowers, I got 'em by the dozen Dead flowers, ain't no discussion Black roses without water Can't live here for too long Anytime I try to call her, the phone rings on and on and on Black roses petals falling I know there is something wrong When you see it's me who's calling, the phone rings on and one and on Taking my troubles from door to door No one wants to know about it anymore Another one closes, slammed in my face But I keep knocking just in case Dead flowers, I got 'em by the dozen Dead flowers, ain't no discussion Black roses without water Can't live here for too long Anytime I try to call her, the phone rings on and on and on Black roses petals falling I know there is something wrong When you see it's me who's calling, the phone rings on and one and on Made a deal with a devil, now it's time to stand and be counted Dug your own grave and you can't do a thing about it Handful of petals strewn across the bed Lost in a moment, forgot what was said Nothing more evil than a woman scorned I'm laying here bleeding with my crown of thorns Dead flowers, I got 'em by the dozen Dead flowers, ain't no discussion Black roses without water Can't live here for too long Anytime I try to call her, the phone rings on and on and on Black roses petals falling I know there is something wrong When you see it's me who's calling, the phone rings on and one and on

My name is Jerry Lee Lewis, come from Louisiana I'm gonna do you a little boogie on this here piano Doing mighty fine, I'm gonna make you shake it I'll make you do it and make you do it, until you break it It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day Well, down in New Orleans, the land of dreams The best doggone place, son, you have ever seen The cats go wild, do a boogie that's hot My boogie woogie makes you want to stop and do the bop It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day Aw, oh, boy Well, now let's cruise on down to old Memphis town That's where that Presley boy said, "You ain't nothing but a hound" But now you take my boogie, it keeps you in the groove Then your sacroiliac begins to shiver and a move It's called the Lewis boogie, in the Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day Oh, boogie woogie when your hips start rockin' honey And your knees start knockin', Lewis boogie, Lewis way Lord, I do my little boogie woogie every day

Well, Bonnie-Bonnie B, she's like a little queen bee She stands out among the others, you see She makes me happy, makes me feel so good I would marry Bonnie B if I could But we're too young, got a long time to wait Bonnie baby, that don't mean hesitate 'Bout lovin' me So, kiss me Bonnie-Bonnie B Bonnie B, Bonnie-Bonnie-Bonnie B Bonnie-Bonnie B, she's the pride of our school When she walks down the hall Well, all the kids all drool With her long blond hair and cherry pink lips Turned up nose that makes a cat wanna flip Flip over Bonnie-Bonnie B Bonnie B, Bonnie-Bonnie-Bonnie B Well, I told Bonnie B to take a ride with me Told her I'd show her all she could see She don't know, but it'll be too dark But that lover's lane is where I plan to park And I'm gonna ask her if I can kiss her then And if I can, I'm gonna do it again More tenderly, when I kiss my Bonnie-Bonnie B Bonnie B, Bonnie-Bonnie-Bonnie B Bonnie-Bonnie B, she's the pride of our school When she walks down the hall Well, all the kids all drool With her long blond hair and cherry pink lips And turned up nose that makes a cat wanna flip Flip over Bonnie-Bonnie B Bonnie B, Bonnie-Bonnie-Bonnie B

Lucille, come on home where you belong Hey, I'm talkin' to you, Lucille Baby, come on home where you belong You was raised in Memphis, Tennessee, girl Get your little self back home Lucille, please come home, baby I need your lovin', Jerry Lee don't mean maybe, woo! You was raised in Memphis, baby Better get your little self back home Yeah, come home now Yeah Well, I woke up this morning and Lucille was not in sight When I asked my friends about her, Lord, and all they did was laugh Lucille, come on home where you belong You know we're rockin' and rollin' whole night long Play guitar, son, woo! Well, Lucille Come on home where you belong Give it to me now Lucille, come on home where you belong Let's make rockin Jerry Lee happy, make it home One more time Lucille, come on now Lucille, woo! Lucille, beggin' on bendin' knee, baby I need your lovin', girl Play it on me heavily, heavily, heavily, heavily, heavily, heavily, baby Yeah, woo! Port rock and roll

Well, I'm just out of school I'm real-real cool I got the jump, got the jive Got the message, I'm alive I'm a wild, I'm wild one Ooh, yeah, I'm a wild one I'm gonna keep a-shakin' I'm gonna keep a-movin', baby Don't you cramp my style, I'm a real wild child Come on, baby, shake all night long Shake 'til the meat come off of the bone 'Cause I'm a wild one Ooh, yeah, I'm a wild one I'm gonna keep a-shakin' Gonna keep a-movin', baby Don't you cramp my style, I'm real wild child Yeah! Yeah, I gonna pick you up in my 88 Get ready, sugar, now don't be late We're gonna move it all night long Until a whole lotta shakin' goin' be on I'm a wild one Ooh, yeah, I'm a wild one I'm gonna keep a-shakin' I'm gonna keep a-movin', baby Don't you cramp my style, I'm a real wild child Whoa! Yeah, I really get to movin' when the sun goes down Oh, after dark, I can get around Gonna move on, I'll make every hop When we start to boppin', I sure can't stop But I'm a wild one Ooh, yeah, I'm a wild one I'm gonna keep a-shakin' I'm gonna keep a-movin', baby Don't you cramp my style, I'm a real wild child I'm a real wild child I'm a real wild child I'm a real wild child Watch out!

Lord, I got lumps in my throat When I saw her comin' down the aisle I got the wiggles in my knees When she looked at me and sweetly smiled There she is again, she's standin' over by the record machine Woah lookin' like a model on the cover of a magazine She's too cute to be a minute over seventeen Meanwhile I was thinkin' She's in the mood, no need to break it Got a chance, I ought to take it If she can dance I might make it Come on, Queenie, let's shake it Go go go little Queenie Go go go little Queenie Go go go go little Queenie There she is again, she's standin' over by the record machine Oh lookin' like a model on the cover of a magazine She's too cute to be a minute over seventeen Meanwhile I was still thinkin' If this is a slow song, we'll omit it If this is a rocker, that'll get it If it's good, Honey I'll admit it Come on Queenie, let's get it Go, go, go, Little Queenie Go, go, go, Little Queenie Go, go, go, go go Little Queenie, hey Go, go, go, Little Queenie, hey Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Little Queenie Go, go, go, Little Queenie, go!