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BACK IN THE USA
(Chuck Berry)
CHUCK BERRY

Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today
We just touched down on an international runway
Jet propelled back home, from overseas to the USA

New York, Los Angeles, oh, how I yearned for you
Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge
Let alone just to be at my home back in ol' St Lou

Did I miss the skyscrapers, did I miss the long freeway?
From the coast of California to the shores of Delaware Bay
You can bet your life I did, till I got back to the USA

Looking hard for a drive-in, searching for a corner café
Where hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day
Yeah, and a juke-box jumping with records like in the USA

Well, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Yes I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Anything you want, we got right here in the USA

OH, BABY DOLL
(Chuck Berry)
CHUCK BERRY

Oh baby doll!
When bells ring out the summer free
Oh baby doll
Will it end for you and me?
We'll sing our old alma mater
And think of things that used to be

I remember it so well
Back when the weather was cool
We used to have so much fun
When we were walking to school
If we stopped off to hear
The latest songs they sing
And we just make it in
Before the bells would ring

Oh baby doll!

When the teacher was gone
That's when we'd have a ball
We use to dance and play
All up and down the hall
We had a portable radio
We was ballin' the jack
We'd be all back in order
When the teacher got back

Oh baby doll!

Back In The USSR
The Beatles

Flew in from Miami Beach BOAC
Didn't get to bed last night
On the way the paper bag was on my knee
Man it was a dreadful flight
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.S.R.

Been away so long I hardly knew the place
Gee it's good to be back home
Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case
Honey disconnect the phone
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.
Back in the U.S.
Back in the U.S.S.R.

Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia's always on my my my my my my my mind.

I'm back in the U.S.S.R. boy
You don't know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.S.R.

Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
and Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia's always on my my my my my my my mind.

Show me round your snow peaked mountains way down south
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm.
I'm back in the U.S.S.R. boy
You don't know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.

Living in the U.S.A.
Steve Miller

Stand back, stand back
Stand back, stand back

Stand back, stand back
Stand back, stand back

Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.

Where are you goin' to
What are you gonna do
Do you think that it will be easy
Do you think that it will be pleasin', hey

Stand back, what'd you say
Stand back, I won't pay
Stand back, I'd rather play
Stand back

It's my freedom
Ah, don't worry 'bout me, babe
I got to be free, babe
Hey

Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.

Stand back, dietician
Stand back, television
Stand back, politician
Stand back, mortician

Oh, we got to get away
Living in the U.S.A.
Come on baby, Owwww

I see a yellow man, a brown man
A white man, a red man
Lookin' for Uncle Sam
To give you a helpin' hand
But everybody's kickin' sand
Even politicians
We're living in a plastic land
Somebody give me a hand, yeah

Oh, we're gonna make it, baby
Oh, we're going to shake it, baby
Oh, don't break it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Come on baby, hey
Hey, hey
In the U.S.A., babe yeah

Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
Don't worry 'bout me, babe
Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
Living in the U.S.A.
Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
I got to be free
Doot do do do do doot doot
Living in the U.S.A.
Come on try it, you can buy it, you can leave it next week, yeah
Somebody give me a cheeseburger

DOGGIN' AROUND
(Unknown)
JACKIE WILSON

You'd better stop, yeah, doooogin' around
If you don't stop, yeah, I'm gonna put you down
Cause I can't take it, much longer, my heart's getting weak
It's not getting any stronger, you keep me so upset
My head's in a roll, but if you wanna be my girl
You'd better stop, yeah, doooogin' around
Cause if you don't stop, I, yeah, am gonna put you down

Ah, you know ya go out nights, to have yourself a ball
Sometimes you don't, you don't make it home at all
I don't mind you havin' yourself a real good time
But now, what you're tryin' to do
Is tryin' to make me lose my mind
Better stop, yeah, dooooogin' me around
If you don't stop, I'm gonna put you down
Yes, put you down

I don't wanna do it but I'll have to put you down...

HIGH HEEL SNEAKERS
(Robert Higginbotham)
TOMMY TUCKER

Put on your red dress, baby
Ya know we're goin' out tonight
Put on your red dress, baby
Lord, we're goin' out tonight
And-a bring along some boxin' gloves
In case some fool might wanna fight

Put on your high-heel sneakers, lordy
Wear your wig-hat on your head
Put on your high-heel sneakers, child
Wear your wig-hat on your head
Ya know you're looking mighty fine, baby
I'm pretty sure you're gonna knock 'em dead

Put on your red dress, baby
Lord, we're goin' out tonight
Put on your red dress, baby
Well, we're goin' out tonight
And bring along some boxin' gloves
'case some fool might wanna fight

Put on your high-heel sneakers, child
Wear your wig-hat on your head now
Put on your high-heel sneakers, baby
Wear your wig-hat on your head
Ya know you're looking mighty good, really
I'm pretty sure you're gonna knock 'em dead

KEEP A KNOCKIN'
(Penniman - Williams - Mays)
LITTLE RICHARD

Keep a knockin', but you can't come in
Keep a knockin', but you can't come in
Keep a knockin', but you can't come in
Come back tomorrow night and try it again

You said you love me, but you can't come in
You said you love me, but you can't come in
You said you love me, but you can't come in
Come back tomorrow night and try it again

Keep a knockin', but you can't come in
Keep a knockin', but you can't come in
Keep a knockin', but you can't come in
come back tomorrow night and try it again
You said you love me, but you can't come in
You said you love me, but you can't come in
You said you love me, but you can't come in
Come back tomorrow night and try it again

Keep a knockin', but you can't come in
Keep a knockin', but you can't come in
Keep a knockin', but you can't come in
Come back tomorrow night and try it again
You said you love me, but you can't come in
You said you love me, but you can't come in
You said you love me, but you can't come in
Come back tomorrow night and try it again

I was born in California, but my parents moved when I was about six months old. On the train a lady complimented my mother on what a pretty little girl I was. She asked where I was born and my mom said, "California." The lady said, "Oh, I don't like people from California."

Kinda makes you wonder...

Mama's and Papa's

All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey
I've been for a walk on a winters day
I'd be safe and warm if I was in LA
California dreaming on such a winters day

Stepped into a church I passed along the way
Well, I got down on my knees and I pretend to pray
You know the preacher likes the cold,
He knows I'm gonna stay
California dreaming on such a winters day

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All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey
I've been for a walk on a winters day
If I didn't tell her I could leave today
California dreaming on such a winters day.

WHY CONDOMS COME IN BOXES OF 3, 6, AND 12

A man walks into a drug store with his 8-year old son. They happen to walk by the condom display, and the boy asks,"What are these, Dad?" To which the man matter-of-factly replies, "Those are called condoms, son. Men use them to have safe sex." "Oh I see," replied the boy pensively. "Yes, I've heard of that in health class at school." He looks over the display and picks up a package of 3 and asks, "Why are there 3 in this package? " The dad replies,"Those are for high school boys: ONE for Friday, ONE for Saturday, and ONE for Sunday." "Cool," says the boy. He notices a 6-pack and asks, "Then who are these for?"
"Those are for college men," the dad answers: TWO for Friday, TWO for Saturday, and TWO for Sunday." "WOW!" exclaimed the boy. "Then who uses THESE?" he asks, picking up a 12-pack. With a sigh and a tear in his eye, the dad replied, "Those are for the married men: ONE for January, ONE for February, ONE for March....etc."

Good morning, WA2K listeners and contributors.

Had a bit of trouble getting into our studio this morning, but I do appreciate all of the songs and other comments by our contributors.

Rex, we do appreciate your early morning humor, Maine.<smile>

What's all this California music? Don't you know that there are other states in the U.S.? <smile>

Well, folks, at least our man in Texas had one song about Virginia.

Still dark here, but I am awaiting the rising of the sun in the East:

Eagles
» Tequila Sunrise

It's another tequila sunrise
Starin' slowly 'cross the sky, said goodbye
He was just a hired hand
Workin' on the dreams he planned to try
The days go by

Ev'ry night when the sun goes down
Just another lonely boy in town
And she's out runnin' 'round

She wasn't just another woman
And I couldn't keep from comin' on
It's been so long
Oh, and it's a hollow feelin' when
It comes down to dealin' friends
It never ends

Take another shot of courage
Wonder why the right words never come
You just get numb
It's another tequila sunrise,this old world
still looks the same,
Another frame, mm...

Remember, all you underage listeners out there. Friends don't let friends date ugly people.

News from the animal world:

Deer Die After Antlers Lock During Combat Fri Feb 24, 7:44 PM ET



TIPPECANOE, Ind. - A pair of deer died in a northern Indiana pond after their antlers were locked during combat. Later this year, if all goes well, their intertwined antlers will be on display at Potawatomi Wildlife Park in southern Marshall County.

Bill and Peggy Maki of Fort Wayne found the two 12-point bucks Feb. 11 during a walk in some woods on property belonging to Wayne Bessinger, a member of the wildlife park's board.

The deer hadn't been dead long when they were found, The Rochester Sentinel reported in a story Thursday.

"They broke through the ice," Bessinger said of the bucks. "Their horns was locked and they stumbled down to the pond and the ice broke through and they drowned."

Sad, right?

Well, our forum seems to be zipping right along, now.

Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine
He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine

We met down on the fort of Rio Grande
We met down on the fort of Rio Grande
Eat the salted peanuts out of can
Eat the salted peanuts out the can

The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort
The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort
Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port
Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port

They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel
They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel
Chased the gringo last night through a field
Chased the gringo last night through a field

The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine

Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine

There's a boat that's leavin' soon for New York
Come with me, that's where we belong sister
You an' me Kin live that high life in New York
Come with me, there we can't go wrong sister
I'll buy you the swellest mansion
Up on upper Fifth Avenue
An' thru Harlem we'll go struttin'
We'll go a struttin'
An' there'll be nuttin'
Too good for you
I'll dress up in silks and satins
In the latest Paris styles
And de blues you'll be forgettin'
You'll be forgettin'
There'll be no frettin'
Just nothin' but smiles
Come along with me, that's the place
Don't be a fool. Come along, come along
There's a boat that's leavin' soon for New York
Come with me, that's where we belong, sister
That's where we belong

Good morning Miss Letty! I've got one for a Saturday morning, cuddle up on the couch feeling:

You think I'd leave your side baby?
You know me better than that
You think I'd leave down when your down on your knees?
I wouldn't do that

I'll do you right when your wrong
I-----ohhh, ohhh

If only you could see into me

oh, when your cold
I'll be there to hold you tight to me
When your on the outside baby and you can't get in
I will show you, your so much better than you know
When your lost, when your alone and you can't get back again
I will find you darling I'll bring you home

If you want to cry
I am here to dry your eyes
and in no time you'll be fine

You think I'd leave your side baby
You know me better than that
You think I'd leave you down when your down on your kness
I wouldn't do that

I'll do you right when your wrong
I-----I, ohhhh, ohhh

If only you could see into me

Oh when your cold
I'll be there
To hold you tight to me
Oh when your alone
I'l be there by your side baby

There is a young cowboy he lives on the range
His horse and his cattle are his only companions
He works in the saddle and he sleeps in the canyons
Waiting for Summer, his pastures to change

And as the moon rises he sits by his fire
Thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his eyes as the dogies retire
He sings out a song which is soft but it's clear
As if maybe someone could hear

(Chorus)
Goodnight you moonlight ladies
Rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James

Now the first of December was covered with snow
And so was the turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston
Lord, the Berkshires seemed dream-like on account of that frosting
With ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go

There's a song that they sing when they take to the highway
A song that they sing when they take to the sea
A song that they sing of their home in the sky
Maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep
But singing works just fine for me

- Chorus -
So, Goodnight you moonlight ladies
Rockabye sweet baby James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James

Well I sold the farm to take my woman
Where she used to be
We left our kin and all our friends
Back there in Tennessee
And I bought those one way tickets
She had often begged me for
And they took us to the streets of Baltimore

Well her heart was filled with gladness
When she saw those city lights
She said the prettiest place on earth was
Baltimore at night
Well a man feels proud to give his woman
What she's longing for
And I kinda liked the streets of Baltimore

Then I got myself a factory job
I ran an old machine
And I bought a little cottage
In a neighborhood serene
And every night when I'd come home
With every muscle sore
She'd drag me through the streets of Baltimore

Well I did my best to bring her back
To what she used to be
Then I soon learned she loved those bright lights
More than she loved me
Now I'm a going back on that same train
That brought me here before
While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore
While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore

Brand new Tennesse Waltz (Jesse Winchester)
Oh, my, but you have a pretty face
You favour a girl that I knew
I imagine that she's still in Tennessee
And, by God, I should be there, too
I've a sadness too sad to be true

Well I left Tennessee in a hurry, dear
The same way that I'm leaving you
But love is mainly just memories
And everyone's got him a few
So when I'm gone I'll be glad to love you

At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
You're literally waltzing on air
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
There's no telling who will be there

When I leave it'll be like I found you, love
Descending Victorian stairs
Feeling like one of your photographs
Trapped while I'm putting on airs
And getting even by saying."Who cares"

At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
You're literally waltzing on air
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
There's no telling who will be there

So, let all of your passionate violins
Play a tune for a Tennessee kid
Who's feeling like leaving another town
With no place to go if he did
'Cause they'll catch you wherever you're hid


At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
You're literally waltzing on air
At the brand new Tennessee Waltz
There's no telling who will be there

Lady came from Baltimore,
All she wore was lace.
She didn't know that I was poor,
She never saw my place.

I was there to steal her money,
Take her rings and run.
Then I fell in love with the lady,
Got away with none.

The lady's name was Susan Moore,
Her daddy read the law.
She didn't know that I was poor,
And lived outside the law.

Her daddy said, I was a thief
And didn't marry her for love.
I was Susan's true belief,
Married her for love.

I was there to steal her money,
To take her rings and run.
Then I fell in love with the lady
, Got away with none.

The house she lived in had a wall
To keep the robbers out.
She'd never stop to think at all
If that's what I'm about.

I was there to steal her money
, Take her rings and run.
Then I fell in love with the lady,
Got away with none.



Tim Hardin

There's dys and edgar playing around with kids and boats. <smile>

Thanks, guys, for the change in pace, and, of course, everyone here knows how I love James Taylor, so thanks again to our dys, for playing that sweet song.

Welcome back, shari. I love the implication of your song for Saturday, gal.

Well, listeners, March is almost upon us, so how about a little poem honoring the lion month:


Merry March
Merry, mad March comes in with a bound,
Tossing our caps and our kites all around,
Whisking the cobwebs out of the sky,
Teasing wee birdies just learning to fly,
Giving each tree-child a vigorous shake,
Telling each bud it is time to awake,
Jerking leaf-coverlets off sleepy heads,
Routing young flowerlets from earthy beds,
Then with a song that makes work only play,
Merry, mad March goes dancing away.

Oops, listeners, missed the cowboy's other lyrics, but we appreciate the songs that define each of our 50 states.

Well, we don't want try to eat his foot, but I guess we had better try one song from U2, right? <smile>

Party Girl

I know a girl
A girl called Party, Party Girl
I know she wants more than a party, Party Girl
And she won't tell me her name

I know a boy
A boy called Trash, Trash Can
I know he does all that he can, wham bam
And she won't tell me his name

When I was three
I thought the world revolved around me
I was wrong
But you can sing, sing along
And if you dance
Then dance with me

I know a girl
A girl called Party, Party Girl
I know she wants more than a party, Party Girl

I know a boy
A boy called Trampoline
You know what I mean
I think you know what he wants
I think he knows what he wants
I think he knows what he wants

Hey, I think I'll eat my foot now.