| Lyrics | Song title |
| The silence of a falling star / Lights up a purple sky | |
| I'm nobody's sugar daddy now | |
| But sleep won't come the whole night through | |
| Remember, pup, before you whine/That side's yours and this side's mine | |
| You don't care whose life you ruin | |
| I ain't gonna worry wrinkles in my brow/'Cause nothing's ever gonna be all right nohow | |
| I've tried so hard, my dear, to show that you're my every dream | |
| I fancy that I see a bunch of roses/A blossom from an orange tree in your hair | |
| Now I have traded the wrong for the right | |
| Is it any wonder that his face is red? | |
| | Lyrics | Song title |
| If the wife and I's a fussin', buddy, that's our right,/'Cause me and that sweet woman's got a license to fight | |
| Just a deck of cards and a jug of wine/And a woman's lies make a life like mine | |
| I'm gonna tuck my troubles underneath my arm/And scat right back to my daddy's farm | |
| Thibodeaux, Fontaneaux, the place is buzzin' | |
| I went down to the river/To watch the fish swim by | |
| I got a hot rod Ford and a two-dollar bill | |
| Dress up in your frock of yeller/You're my gal and I'm your feller | |
| I'm gonna keep drinking till I can't move a toe | |
| Today I passed you on the street/And my heart fell at your feet | |
| I was riding Number Nine, headed south from Caroline | |
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