Songs of the ROGER MILLER

Burma Shave – Roger Miller

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The old sow whistled and the little pigs danced Burma Shave Burma Burma Burma Shave I bet I’ve seen a million rows of them little red poles and it’s

Arkansas – Roger Miller

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But someday when the money’s such I’d like to see the world and all And maybe go through Arkansas Arkansas, Arkansas I sure love old Arkansas Love my ma,

South – Roger Miller

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Sittin’ on the front porch waitin’ on the moon Talkin’ to my neighbor next door ain’t never ever very much fun Go get my car, and my guitar, ride

Hey Good Lookin’ – Roger Miller

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how’s about cookin’ somethin’ up with me Hey sweet baby don’t you think maybe we could find us a brand new recipe I got a hot rod Ford and

Engine, Engine Number Nine – Roger Miller

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Coming down the railroad line How much farther back did she get off. Old brown suitcase that she carried. I’ve looked for it ev’rywhere. It just ain’t here among

In The Summertime – Roger Miller

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In the summertime, when all the trees and leaves are green And the redbird sings, I’ll be blue ‘Cause you don’t want my love… Some other time, that’s what

Swiss Maid – Roger Miller

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On a mountain in Switzerland Yo lo lo lo lo There lived a fair young maiden Lovely but lonely Yo ho ho ho Day after day sheЎЇd pine her

I Love A Rodeo – Roger Miller

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He used to jump up and his pantsЎЇd fall down He used to pull a trailer around, Behind a 55 chevy with the top backed down Rinkle de rinkle

As Long As There’s A Shadow – Roger Miller

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As long as there’s a valley then the river can flow free As long as there’s a sun there’s a shadow As long as there’s a shadow there’s a

Leavin’s Not The Only Way To Go – Roger Miller

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Are the nights not long enough Does a tear of hesitation Fall on everything you touch Well, it might just be a lesson For the hasty heart to know

Swing Low, Swinging Chariot – Roger Miller

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Swing low, swinging chariot, hmm, cominЎЇ for to take me for a ride Swing low, swinging chariot, cominЎЇ for to take me for a ride Swing low, swinging chariot,

Private John Q – Roger Miller

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EverybodyЎЇs worried about world war three Here I am a single boy, unemployed and everything Somebody better stop and worry about me Well canЎЇt you just see me now

The Man Who Stayed In Monterey – Roger Miller

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Looking like a daytime nightmare I should shave, try to save Something of the man that’s still there Not much left to say, of the man who stayed in

Jody And The Kid – Roger Miller

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On my way down to the river Waiting patient by the chinaberry tree With her feet already dusty From the pathway to the levee And her little blue jeans

You’re My Kingdom – Roger Miller

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you say that you get lonesome, when l’m not around please remember you’re my kingdom and l want to always wear the crown Though temptation’s knocking, please don’t let

Billy Bayou – Roger Miller

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A Louisiana couple had a redheaded son No name suited him, Jim, Jack or Joe So they just called him Billy Bayou Billy, Billy Bayou, watch where you go

That’s Why I Love You Like I Do – Roger Miller

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He loved her very much, in fact he loved her so much that he CouldnЎЇt seem to find the exact words to tell her exactly how much he did

Darby’s Castle – Roger Miller

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Like an echo of an age long forgotten; There’s a story of a home crushed beneath those blackened stones And the roof which fell before the beams were rotten

Where Have All The Average People Gone – Roger Miller

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Because of how I walk and talk and smile. Well I don’t mind them laughing in the city, But the country folks all say I’m citified. The fighting men

Ain’t That Fine – Roger Miller

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Come on back down here you all and let’s grow a little honey tree Well I bought myself a ticket and the train leaves at quarter to four I

That’s The Way It’s Always Been – Roger Miller

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Leave a door open and the fly comes in Leave a door open and the fly comes in ThatЎЇs the way it is and how itЎЇs always been ThatЎЇs

I’d Come Back To Me – Roger Miller

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Boy wouldnЎЇt things be crazy But maybe then youЎЇd come around some time If steamships flew the skyways, and honey wasnЎЇt made by the bee If black was blue,

Honey – Roger Miller

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I laughed at her and she got mad the first day that she planted it was just a twig The first snow came and she ran out to brush

Love Is Not For Me – Roger Miller

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Kiss Ў®em squeeze Ў®em, tease Ў®em thatЎЇs alright But IЎЇll never marry no sir-eee IЎЇm for love but love is not for me Now I like to romp Ў®nЎЇ

Vance – Roger Miller

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He was born one mornin’ It was cold and it was snowin’ And from the start he never had a chance And though the doctors said he couldn’t live

Stephen Foster – Roger Miller

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and my horse broke down, do-dah, do-dah Blacksmith lived on the other side of town Oh do-dah day Well I’m gwan to run all night Yes I’m gwan to

With Pen In Hand – Roger Miller

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today at five I’ll be on that train And you’ll be free and I will be alone so alone If you think we can’t find the love we once

The Hat – Roger Miller

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Where’d you get a lid like that If I told you why would you tell me where I could find a hat like that Hey old chap where’d you

What Would My Mama Say – Roger Miller

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You’re young and your wings have just feathered And you’re dying to fly Dreaming is easy, but living is hard I’m afraid I come from South Georgia And I

Hard Headed Me – Roger Miller

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But l’d had one too many, and refused to go home, Then l said something awful, and then so did he, And he hit me and it hurt, mm,