Hurtin' Me, Hurtin' You
Let your heart be light
From now on,
our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
our troubles will be miles away.
Here we are as in olden days,
happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
gather near to us once more.
Through the years we all will be together
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.
And have yourself a merry little Christmas
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Have yourse
Win My Train Fare Home
If I ever get lucky mamma
Win my train fare home
If I ever get lucky babe
Win my train fare home
I'm goin' back to the border
Where i'm better known
Hey
Oh your calf is hungry mamma
Hey baby i believe he needs the sun
Oh your calf is hungry babe
Mamma i believe he needs the sun
Oh your milk it's turning blue
I believe he's out of luck
Hey yeah
Yeah
Oh
Oh
Oh
Mmm
You know you got me crawling
And the grass grows very high
I'm just gonna keep on crawling baby
Until the day I die
Crawl up to your window
Crawl up to your door
Crawl anywhere you want now babe
I'm gon' crawl across your floor
Oh oh oh yeah
Oh oh oh yeah
Oh...
Yeah yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Hey
Well that's all right mamma
Baby that's all right for you
Oh that's all right babe
Oh mamma that's all right for you
Keepin' low down dirty
Any old way you do
Well well well oh
You know you got me crawlin' now baby
The grass grows very high
I'm just gon' keep on crawlin' now baby
Until the day i die
Wanna crawl into your window babe
Crawl into your door
I'll anyway you want now baby
Gonna crawl across your floor
Crawl across your floor