Will The Circle Be Unbroken Hans Theessink

I was standing by my window On a cold and cloudy day When I saw that hearse come rollin' Mama as she went along her way Will the circle be unbroken Bye 'n bye, bye 'n bye There's a better home

The Planet Hans Theessink

by the blues The planet still keeps turning Draws a circle 'round the sun Seasons come and seasons go What's been done Can't be made undone Mother earth is bleeding She got scars upon her face

Late Last Night Hans Theessink

Late last night as I laid sleeping Dreamt I heard you call my name Packed my pack, went to the station For to jump on the fastest train Mr. Conductor man, Mr.

You Make Me Feel So Good Hans Theessink

I like to watch you baby, when you sleep at night When you wake up in the morning, with your sleepy eyes I will be your coffee, you can be my cup If you want me honey, you can sip me up Oh babe

Johnny & The Devil Hans Theessink

Johnny was a country boy Made his living off the land Every Saturday night he'd play the guitar With the boys in the local band Now the devil he played with golden fingers Near the waters he did

Train Hans Theessink

poor boy back home again Keep them wheels a-rolling, keep a steady time Keep them wheels a-rolling, keep a steady time Keep them wheels a-rolling, keep a steady time Got to see my honey babe down the

Sail On Hans Theessink

what I have in store I will sail on, I won't lie down I will sail on, I won't lie down My love is waiting on the other shore I will sail on, I won't lie down From the Arizona desert I bring you

Sitting In Limbo Hans Theessink

Sitting here in Limbo But I know it won't be long Sitting here in Limbo Like a bird without a song Well they're putting up resistance But I know that my faith will lead me on Sitting here in

Roll With The Punches Hans Theessink

When you're down on luck, trouble's all you see Choice between the devil, and the deep blue sea Gotta be a way out, don't get uptight At the end of a long black tunnel, gotta be a light Ain't no

Bluesdoctor Hans Theessink

Your mind is troubled, you feel lowdown Looking for help, can't be found Here's a number, call anytime Get the bluesdoctor, on the line Bluesdoctor, he knows just what you need Bluesdoctor, puts

Journey On Hans Theessink

The road may be rough and rocky Temptations may be strong We may be tried and we may be denied But we must journey on Journey on, journey on We must journey on We may be tried and we may be denied

Power Of Love Hans Theessink

Let's talk about love Spelled l-o-v-e Just a four-letter word Such a sweet mystery Sometimes I wonder Yes, I wonder about the power of love Love is like music Sweet sounds in your ears Sometimes

Wings Hans Theessink

If I had wings like a turtle dove I'd fly away to the girl I love Just to hold her, hold her in my arms again Fly to her doorstep, knock on her window-pane Open that window, let me in Hold her

Titanic Hans Theessink

this mighty ocean-liner "even god himself couldn't sink" You took a picture of our child, your hat and your jewelry And we put on some warm clothes because we thought it might be cold at sea When

Sail Away Hans Theessink

This place is in an awful fix Nothing seems to work out right The truth is like a nightmare That haunts you in the night Bad news in the papers Misery on the screen I can't take it anymore Tonight

Walking The Dog Hans Theessink

Baby's back, dressed in black Silver buttons, all down her back High, low, tippytoe She broke the needle and she can't sew Walking the dog Walking the dog And if you don't know how to do it

Lonely Days & Lonely Nights Hans Theessink

Lonely days and lonely nights Life's been full of misery I've been crying, crying, crying Since you walked out on me Woman, one day you will know You gotta reap what you sow I've been watching

Rolling Stone Hans Theessink

Hey mama tell me, where's little sister gone Sorry son but she long gone Took to the breeze, let her long hair flow She took to the road, with a rolling stone A rolling stone gathers no moss Never

Shake Hands With The Sun Hans Theessink

Bye bye to the concrete, gotta leave the town Bye bye to the concrete, gotta leave the town Don't want no city hounds and foxes, always dog me 'round Days are getting longer Light is getting stronger

Traveling Man Hans Theessink

I'm a traveling man and the highway is my home Here today, tomorrow I'll be gone From the Mexican line to the windy city Ain't got much to loose And all I need is a good old country-blues Gypsy

Hard Road Blues Hans Theessink

Grab my suitcase, take up on the road Grab my suitcase, take up on the road I'm going away, where I've never been before Moon going down, sun rising in the east Moon going down, sun rising in the

Next Morning At Sunrise Hans Theessink

It's a long long road to travel alone Honey, without you on my side But I have to get home for some work that must be done And I miss you when I leave you out of sight Next morning at sunrise you'll

Flying Shoes Hans Theessink

Baby baby don't you know What happened to me a while ago I may be wrong and I may be right When I came home and I turned on the light Somebody running out your backdoor Never seen a thing move that

Homeless Hans Theessink

When the weatherman says sunshine but the beams don't touch your window-sill When the weatherman says sunshine and the beams don't never touch your window-sill You know the good times didn't get you

Went To The Doctor Hans Theessink

Been across the country, been a-travellin' 'round Been in every city, been in every town Lived the hard life, drinkin' whiskey and wine If the boogie woogie kills me, Lordie, I don't mind I don't

Automobile Hans Theessink

Take me for a ride in your brand new automobile Eyes on the line, both hands steady at the wheel You're the most powerful driver that I've ever seen Run on dynamite instead of gasoline The way

Louisiana Man Hans Theessink

had to carry a load Papa left when I was just about four Mama died, didn't want to live no more Louisian', Louisian' Lord have mercy Mercy on a Louisiana man I heard Blind Lemon singing in the

Missing You Hans Theessink

Missing you baby Missing you night and day I think I’m going crazy I think I’m going crazy out here I wrote you a letter Tried to call you on the phone The line was disconnected Mail returned

Set Me Free Hans Theessink

Congregation gathered by the river Early morning, dawning of the day Reverend Jones reads his sermon In the distance you can hear the people pray Roll on mighty Mississippi, wash your waters to

Rock The Boat Hans Theessink

Came a long way to your country Now you point your gun at me Got no money, got no papers I'm as scared as I can be Don't know where I'm going But I know I can't go back to where I've been Now you

Mandolin Man Hans Theessink

Sounds from the southland from bygone years Sweetest music that ever touched my ears When I heard sleepy John Estes sing First time I heard yank’s mandolin Played with Hammie Nixon and Sleepy John

Soul On Fire Hans Theessink

blue Hey sweet woman I’m crazy ‘bout you Oh baby, you set my soul on fire Here comes my baby, dressed in white Hey sweet woman let me hold you tonight Oh baby, you set my soul on fire Find the

Ready For The Ride Hans Theessink

You may own an airplane Fly all over the world Got your silver and gold Diamonds and pearls But one thing’s for certain When your time is up It’s ashes to ashes Dust to dust you can’t run,

Love Sweet Love (Version 1) Hans Theessink

Rolls Royce To get me back on my feet again I need your love, love sweet love I don't need your TV-set Don't need your frigidaire I don't need your champagne 'n wine But when I call, honey please be

Bourgeois Blues Hans Theessink

Come along people, listen to me Don't try to find no home in Washington DC Lord it's a bourgeois town, it's a bourgeois town I got the bourgeois blues I'm gonna spread the news all around Me and

Sidewalk Hobo Hans Theessink

His footsteps echoed softly through the early morning hour The slowness of his move should be a warning From the trash he digs a pair of socks and yesterday's flowers What a way to start a monday-morning

Tears Are Rolling Hans Theessink

baby, way I treated you Hurt your feelings, broke your heart in two I'm lonesome for you baby, can't wear you off my mind I'm lonesome for you baby, can't wear you off my mind See your face in the

Grinning In Your face Hans Theessink

in your face There's one thing to bear in mind A true friend is hard to find Don't you mind people grinning in your face Your mother she may talk about you Your brothers and your sisters they will

Too Many Drivers Hans Theessink

Baby you've got too many drivers You ain't got but one wheel Don't you think it looks funny when two men 're driving your little automobile I'd rather be rolling down Rolling down the sandy hill

False Accusations Hans Theessink

If I had money just like Henry Ford If I had money just like Henry Ford Have my breakfast here And my supper in New York They accused me of murder, never raised my hand I may be a poor man But

Man With A Broken Heart Hans Theessink

Evening sun is sinking low My thoughts unclear, 'cause I don't know Where we went wrong, what made you want to part The house we used to call our home Feels cold and empty, now you're gone All you

Rubber Dolly Hans Theessink

My mamma told me, that she would buy me A Rubber Dolly if I'd be good But don't you tell her I've got to fall her Or she won't buy me no Rubber Dolly No Rubber Dolly, no Rubber Dolly She won't

The Cuckoo Hans Theessink

Well the cuckoo she's a pretty bird And she wobbles as she flies But the cuckoo never wobbles Till the sixth day of July Jack o'Diamonds, Jack o'Diamonds Well I know you from old You've robbed

Where The Southern Cross The Dog Hans Theessink

Held a good job in the city Had a lay-off and they got poor me I feel so lowdown and disgusted Just can't find a way to make ends meet Take my baby by the hand, leave this town I know we'll make

Midnight Special Hans Theessink

Get up early in the morning, hear the toll bell ring Go walk up to the table, see the same damn thing Knife 'n fork are on the table, nothin' in my pan But if I complain about it, get trouble from

Storm Warning Hans Theessink

Can't hear no sound, everything seems quiet Bad moon, fills up the sky Big black cloud, moving in from the east Not a ripple on the water Nothing happening down here Storm warnin', bad weather

Cajun Boogie Hans Theessink

Come on baby come along with me Down to the bayou1 country To the swamplands where the cajuns2 go Do the zydeco3 Alligator jumps around Wags his tail to the squeeze-box sound There's a fish-fry

Soul Of A Man Hans Theessink

I’m going to ask the question Please answer if you can Is there anybody’s children can tell me Just what is the soul of a man?

Paint The Town Hans Theessink

Tonight, tonight Bright city light Come on baby Put on your dancing shoes Tonight, tonight Bright city light Party all night long Like we used to do Tonight we're getting down We gonna paint the

Darkest Hour Hans Theessink

Oh the sun is nearly rising And the night is almost gone And the night is almost gone The darkest hour is just before dawn Won't you cuddle up a little closer Mama won't you hold my hand Mama