lover then reel and rock it roll it over Then move on up just a trifle further then reel and rock with one another Roll over Beethoven dig these rhythm and blues [ guitar
gonna seal it gonna mail to away Gonna mail it today. God I must be crazy to express myself this way But there ain't much romance livin' in the USA. This guitar
reel and rock it With one another then move on up just a trifle further Move and groove with one another Roll over Beethoven dig these rhythm and blues yeah yeah [ piano - guitar
was as if we had both died And gone somewhere else, you and myself That otherworldly feeling came over me, stealing My mind was reeling, blood bleeding Red like my guitar
' yum, yum 'Got a hole in my bucket' 'Bringin' in that Georgia mill' We'll sing 'The sunny side of the mountain' And dance to the 'Chicken reel' There'll be guitars
Dance Alone All that?s left just since of your cologne A petal from a yellow rose That?s some how fall in to the floor A guitar play?s in the distance
, that ol' freight train begin to reel an rock Dawn, that mo'nin 'bout half past fo' Man that ol freight train begin to reel an rock 'Lord have mercy
a scene and I see you prowlin in a round I'm gonna take you to my knee but you know that there's just a reeling never really what they mean but you can
Well my shirt is sweaty In my smoky Chevrolet Reeling from cocaine I hear crickets talking Now I hear pool stick chalkin' I must be in some bar room
albums and i think you are the best" he started to cry and i started to laugh i gave him a hug and he gave me his autograph reeling in my disbelief,
the way it feels Come on off we go now Heel and toe now To the jigs and reels 'Cause somebody's got a fiddle And someone else bought a guitar And we
coldest winter in seventeen years; I didn't feel so cold then. I swung on to my old guitar, Grabbed hold of a subway car, And after a rocking, reeling
think about what's true and what's lies I used to think the things in my head were true Sensory feedback from things like you I don't know why this must be The guitar
When the mandolin sang like a bird on the wing In the hands of Bill Monroe When Chet played guitar like a walk in the park Like a prodigal son coming
fella ever had And he taught me the poet game. I had a friend who drank too much And played too much guitar - And we sure got along. Reel-to-reels rolled
fer the true knowledge............. That's all Right, I mean........ I never expected there to be a blue light special on Enlightenment or anythin' like that, but I..... I'm just a guitar
Crickets singin' in the evening hours Daddy on guitar pickin' Wildwood Flower Old record player spinnin' LP's Yeah, that's music to me Reel screamin'