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The Bug `Mark Knopfler`

The Bug (Mark Knopfler) Well it's a strange old game - you learn it slow One step forward and it's back to go You're standing on the throttle You're standing on the brakes In the groove 'til

Wag The Dog `Mark Knopfler`

Wag The Dog (Mark Knopfler) Now you can do the watusi You can do it if you try Any puppy Dog or pussy Can do the jerk or do the fly Now you can do the wooly bully But can you pull the wooly

The Bug `Mary Chapin Carpenter`

The Bug (Mark Knopfler) Well it's a strange old game you learn it slow One step forward and it's back you go You're standing on the throttle You're standing on the brake In the groove 'til you

The Rocks and the Water `Mark Knopfler`

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The Rocks and the Thunder `Mark Knopfler`

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The Fizzy And The Still `Mark Knopfler`

Sunday mornin, here we areThe boys come homeNot quite the movie starHes been in HollywoodThe boys come homeThe boys done goodHe says she asked too high a priceNeglecting to declareWhat sits between them

The Fish And The Bird `Mark Knopfler`

traveling manWherever he goes, I will followHe will mend your pots and pansYour kitchen knives hell take and sharpenThen Ill be gone with my traveling manAnd never more your doorway darkenThe fish and the

The Car Was The One `Mark Knopfler`

In summer sixty three I was staying alive Hanging at the races, hoping to drive When they were done with the weekend and loading the cars I couldn't get a pass so I went to the bar I'm up in the corner

The Road `Mark Knopfler`

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He's The Man `Mark Knopfler`

What he got The others have not He's the man I said what he got The others have not He's the man Has to be done To be number one When the [Incomprehensible] down He'll turn it around 'Cause first there's

Walk Of Life `Mark Knopfler`

Walk Of Life (Mark Knopfler) Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay He got

In The Sky `Mark Knopfler`

, scarin' the spooks No crotchets or quavers in your books Gone sailin' all night, straight in the vein Like a bird on his own flight in his domain In the sky In the sky Runnin' in on the tide

The Last Laugh `Mark Knopfler`

The Last Laugh (Mark Knopfler) Don't you love the sound Of the last laugh my friend Don't you love the sound Of the last laugh at the end Down in the guttar with the mad old soldiers Down in

Devil Baby `Mark Knopfler`

The freaks'll stay together They're a tight old crew You look at them And they look at you I love the ballyhoo girl But she don't care It's hard to find love anywhere Hard to find love anywhere The professor

Ride Across The River `Mark Knopfler`

Ride Across The River (Mark Knopfler) I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of man We are the chosen, we're the partisan The cause it is noble and the cause it is just We are ready to pay with

Punish The Monkey `Mark Knopfler`

Punish the monkey And let the organ grinder go you've been talking to a lawyer Are you gonna pretend That you and your employer Are still the best of friends Somebody's gonna take the fall

Heart Of Oak `Mark Knopfler`

And how he used to thrill the crowd The ready eye with bat and ball The village fighter, heavy browed The Englishman who had it all A mighty shoulder to the wheel To join in battle with the best The iron

Gravy Train `Mark Knopfler`

Gravy Train (Mark Knopfler) Well they fly past the ghettos and the factories Ridin' on the Gravy Train Leaving all the places that they really ought to brave Ridin' on the Gravy Train Past the

What It Is `Mark Knopfler`

What It Is (Mark Knopfler) The drinking dens are spilling out There's staggering in the square There's lads and lasses falling about And a crackling in the air Down around the dungeon doors

Dream Of The Drowned Submariner `Mark Knopfler`

We run along easy at periscope depth Sun dappling through clear water So went the dream of the drowned submariner Far away from the slaughter Your hair is a strawflower that sings in the sun My darling

Waht It Is `Mark Knopfler`

The drinking dens are spilling out There's staggering in the square There's lads and lasses falling about And a crackling in the air Down around the dungeon doors The shutters and the queues Everybody's

The Scaffolder's Wife `Mark Knopfler`

The scaffolders wifeDrivin out of the yardWith a face thats as hardAs a scaffolders barWhen she goes into townShe might take the top downOn the carThe quick little stepsIn the stiletto bootsAnd the hair

Single Handed Sailor `Mark Knopfler`

Single Handed Sailor (Mark Knopfler) Two in the morning dry-dock town The river rolls away in the night Little gypsy moth she's all tied down She quiver in the wind and the light Yeah and a

Quality Shoe `Mark Knopfler`

a bottle Of ragpicker's dream where The whiskey keeps following Cold pitchers of beer Me and my associate Like the clientele here get The onions and the 'taters Rib-eyes on the grill Toothpicks and luckies

The Ragpicker's Dream `Mark Knopfler`

A BOTTLE OF RAGPICKER'S DREAM WHERE THE WHISKEY KEEPS FOLLOWING COLD PITCHERS OF BEER ME AND MY ASSOCIATE LIKE THE CLIENTELE HERE GET THE ONIONS AND THE 'TATERS RIB-EYES ON THE GRILL TOOTHPICKS AND LUCKIES

Nightfalls `Mark Knopfler`

Nightfalls (Willy DeVille) When the morning breaks The sun comes up I'm still awake from the night before The hours pass I wait 'til when The stars come out And the moon is lit This magic

After The Beanstalk `Mark Knopfler`

A hen can lay a golden egg but she still can't sing Well the hen's alright but the harp is everything When he's gunning for glory a boy just won't be told Gunning for glory a boy just won't be told

Border Reiver `Mark Knopfler`

Southern bound from Glasgow town, she's shining in the sun My Scotstoun lassie, on the border run We're whistling down the hillsides and tearing up the climbs I'm just a thiever, stealing time In the Border

Song For Sonny Liston `Mark Knopfler`

song for sonny liston so many mouths to feed on the farm sonny was the second to the last one born his mamma ran away and his daddy beat him bad and he grew up wild good love he never had

So Far From The Clyde `Mark Knopfler`

They had a last supper the day of the beaching She's a dead ship sailing skeleton crew The galley is empty the stove pots are cooling Whats left of the stew The time is approaching the captain moves over