Woh oh, I want a new duck One that won't try to bite One that won't chew a hole in my socks One that won't quack all night I want a new duck One with
How does a duck know what direction south is? And how to tell his wife from all the other ducks? You can cut a chicken's head off And it will keep on
Ok! If you wanna do the duck, Forget everything about rock, Suck the duck, That's right Do it step by step, day by day, The way I say go all the way,
High water risin', rising night and day All the gold and silver are being stolen away Big Joe Turner looking east and west from the dark room of his mind
Highwater risin', rising night and day All the gold and silver are being stolen away Big Joe Turner looking east and west from the dark room of his mind
Standing on the edge of the Hoover Dam I'm on the centerline Right between two states of mind And if the wind from the traffic should blow me away From
Ernie: There's a brand new dance And it's got a reggae beat You do it in the bath While you wash your hands and feet Get in the tub Hold your duckie
Pato and Roger ago talk (Right) Aha, uhu, Pato and Roger ago talk. You come in a de dance, You jump up and prance, And when tek a stop A so we hold
Pato and Roger ago talk (Right) Aha, uhu Pato and Roger ago talk You come in a the dance You jump up and prance And when take a stop A so we hold them
(T. Sly/C. Shiflett/M. Riddle/R. Koff) I read the morning paper, someone had just died in big bold letters so it comes as no surprise I'm looking at a
Hey, here comes the funk of the future And I can rock a rhyme from Perquorma to Hoover The westside kid, quick to do a bid Just watch me cock the glock
When all that's left to do Is reflect on what's been done This is where sadness breathes The sadness of everyone Just like when the guys Built the dam
Lord, the revenue men is ridin', boy, you'd better look out (Aw, sure, if it ain't Purvis) Lord, the revenue men is ridin', boy, you'd better look out
Divin' Duck Blues Trk 3 3:16 Sleepy John Estes (John Adams Estes) Sleepy John Estes - vocal & guitar, Jab Jones - piano James 'Yank' Rachell - mandolin
Get the south dick up out your mouth What you talkin' 'bout See we know everythin' you're about So try another route Paperboy, you can't destroy what
Oh dont tell them you werent there A place in my heart and the smell of youre hair Oh wouldnt they wanna know what we did But you tell me to be cool
Come back Baby, come back Come back Baby, come back This is the first time until today That you have run away I'm asking you for the first time
There's a little white duck, sitting in the water A little white duck, doing what he oughter He took a bite of a lily pad Flapped his wings and he said
