(Jim Wilson) I was resting one evening By the side of the road When I saw an old farmer In a field he had just hoed. His face was brown and all wrinkled By the sun and the wind And he was talking to the Lord Just like he would be talking to a friend. "Well sir", he said, With a voice calm and quiet "Them corn tassels need sacking And I ain't got no string to tie it. Hadn't rained in so long The fields are mighty dusty It's been so unbearable hot That the kids are even getting fussy. Now that grass down in the pasture It should be knee high If we could just have a little shower Lord It might keep the cow from going dry. Ah but listen to me talking Lord You'd think I wasn't grateful Well you'd probably think I was down right hateful. You'd think I forgot about That new calf that you sent And the money that came in the mail That took care of the rent. Maw's cold is better And Johnny is home from the navy Oh, that good Sunday dinner Of chicken and dumplings and gravy. And that new preacher you sent us He sure is a fine young man Why he is just converting Them sinners to beat the band. Well I guess I'll mossy on home now Lord I'll not take no more of your time I guess there are plenty of folks there about, Waiting to ring your line 'Evening to you Lord and watch over us tonight And don't you worry about us none, Lord No Sir, because everything is going to be all right...

Many years ago in days of childhood I used to play till evenin' shadows come Then windin' down that old familiar pathway I'd hear my mother call at set of sun. Come home, come home it's suppertime The shadows lengthen fast Come home, come home it's suppertime We're going home at last. Come home, come home it's suppertime The shadows lengthen fast Come home, come home it's suppertime We're going home at last...

Bimbo, Bimbo, where ya gonna go-e-o? Bimbo, Bimbo, whatcha gonna do-e-o? Bimbo, Bimbo, does your mommy know That you're goin' down the road to see a little girly o? Bimbo is a little boy who's got a million friends And every time he passes by, they all invite him in He'll clap his hands, and sing and dance, and talk his baby talk With a hole in his pants and his knees stickin' out He's just big enough to walk Bimbo, Bimbo, where ya gonna go-e-o? Bimbo, Bimbo, whatcha gonna do-e-o? Bimbo, Bimbo, does your mommy know That you're goin' down the road to see a little girly o? Bimbo's got two big blue eyes that light up like a star And the way to light them up is to buy him candy bars Cracker Jack and bubblegum will start his day off right All the girlies follow him just a-beggin' him for a bite Bimbo, Bimbo, candy on your face-e-o Bimbo, Bimbo, chewin' on your gummy o Bimbo, Bimbo, when you gonna grow? Everybody loves you, little baby Bimbio You never catch him sittin' still, he's just the rovin' kind Although he's just a little boy, he's got a grown-up mind He's always got a shaggy dog a-pullin' at his clothes And everybody calls to him as down the street he goes Bimbo, Bimbo, where ya gonna go-e-o? Bimbo, Bimbo, whatcha gonna do-e-o? Bimbo, Bimbo, does your mommy know That you're goin' down the road to see a little girly o? Bimbo, Bimbo, Bimbo, Bimbo Bimbo, Bimbo, Bimbo, Bimbo Bimbo, Bimbo-

Hey-ey-ey snowflake My pretty little snowflake Ooh, ooh, the change in the weather Has made it better for me Hey-ey-ey snowflake, my pretty little snowflake You've got me warm as a fire With the burning desire for you. Snow was falling when love came calling On this lonely heart of mine. You were standing there with snow flakes in your hair You kept stalling while my thoughts were calling On every way I knew For one excuse to get acquainted with you Then I said snow flake My pretty little snowflake Ooh, ooh, the change in the weather Has made it better for me Hey-ey-ey snowflake, my pretty little snowflake You've got me warm as a fire With the burning desire for you. The ice was breaking and Love was waking in a winter wonderland. When I felt you slip your fingers in my hand Now snow is gleaming and I'm not dreaming I know this is for real. The love I have is too much to conceal. Hey-ey-ey snowflake My pretty little snowflake Ooh, ooh, the change in the weather Has made it better for me Hey-ey-ey snowflake, my pretty little snowflake You've got me warm as a fire With the burning desire for you...