Grant & Forsyth - Medley
RAWHIDE
Rollin rollin rollin though the streams are swolen
Keep them doggies rollin rawhide
Through rain an wind and weather hell bent
for leather
Wishin my gal was by my side
All the things I'm missing good women's love and
kissing
Are waiting at the end of my ride
Move em out head em up head em up
Move em out move em out head em up rawhide
Cut em out ride em in ride em in
Cut em out cut em out ride em in rawhide
GHOST RIDERS IN THE SKY
That old cow poke went ridin out one dark and
windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed
cows he saw
Ploughing trough the ravaged skies and the
crowded draw
Yip e i yey yipe i yoh ghost riders in the sky THE BATLE OF NEW ORLEANS
Well in eighteen forteen we took a little trip
Along the Colonel Packenham down the mighty
Missessip
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we fought the bloomin British in the town
of New Orleans
We fired our guns and the British kept a coming
There wasn't as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began a running
Down the Mississippi to the gulf of Mexico
A THING CALLED LOVE
Six food six he stood on the ground
He weighed two hundred and thirty five pounds
But I saw that giant of a man brought down to
his knees by love
He was a kind of a man that would gamble on
luck
Look you in the eye and never back up
But I saw him crying like a little whipped pup
because of love
You can't see it with your eyes hold in your
hand
But like the wind that covers our land
It's strong enough to move the heart of any man
This thing called love
It van lift you up and never let you down
Take your world and turn it all around
Ever since time nothing ever been found that's
stronger than love
We fired our guns and the British kept a coming
There wasn't as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began a running
Down the Mississippi to the gulf of Mexico
We fired our guns and the British kept a coming
There wasn't as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began a running
Down the Mississippi to the gulf of Mexico
Rollin rollin rollin though the streams are swolen
Keep them doggies rollin rawhide
Through rain an wind and weather hell bent
for leather
Wishin my gal was by my side
All the things I'm missing good women's love and
kissing
Are waiting at the end of my ride
Move em out head em up head em up
Move em out move em out head em up rawhide
Cut em out ride em in ride em in
Cut em out cut em out ride em in rawhide
GHOST RIDERS IN THE SKY
That old cow poke went ridin out one dark and
windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed
cows he saw
Ploughing trough the ravaged skies and the
crowded draw
Yip e i yey yipe i yoh ghost riders in the sky THE BATLE OF NEW ORLEANS
Well in eighteen forteen we took a little trip
Along the Colonel Packenham down the mighty
Missessip
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we fought the bloomin British in the town
of New Orleans
We fired our guns and the British kept a coming
There wasn't as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began a running
Down the Mississippi to the gulf of Mexico
A THING CALLED LOVE
Six food six he stood on the ground
He weighed two hundred and thirty five pounds
But I saw that giant of a man brought down to
his knees by love
He was a kind of a man that would gamble on
luck
Look you in the eye and never back up
But I saw him crying like a little whipped pup
because of love
You can't see it with your eyes hold in your
hand
But like the wind that covers our land
It's strong enough to move the heart of any man
This thing called love
It van lift you up and never let you down
Take your world and turn it all around
Ever since time nothing ever been found that's
stronger than love
We fired our guns and the British kept a coming
There wasn't as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began a running
Down the Mississippi to the gulf of Mexico
We fired our guns and the British kept a coming
There wasn't as many as there was a while ago
We fired once more and they began a running
Down the Mississippi to the gulf of Mexico
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