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The Wild West Is Where I Want to Be SOURCE: Bob Pfeffer SOURCE'S SOURCE: Tom Lehrer, Too Many Songs by Tom Lehrer (Pantheon, 1981) TEXT: D Along the trail you'll find me lopin' G...

Wild Women Don't Have the Blues (Ida Cox) Well, I hear you women talkin' 'bout your monkey men, About yo' no 'count husbands and their triflin' friends. Peaceful women sit around all day and moan. They're wonderin' why...

WILDWOOD FLOWER I will twine and will mingle my waving black hair With the roses so red and the lilies so fair The myrtle so green of an emerald hue The pale emanita and violets of blue Oh he promised to love me, he...

WILL YE GO TO FLANDERS? Will ye go to Flanders, my Mally, O? Will ye go to Flanders, my Mally, O? There we'll get wine and brandy, And sack and sugar-candy Will ye go to Flanders, my Mally, O? Will ye go to Flanders,...

Will Ye No Come Back Again? Bonny Charlie's noo awa' Safely o'er the friendly main, Mony a heart will break in twa, Should he ne'er come back again. Will ye no come back again? Will ye no come back again?...

WILL YOU GO BOOM TODAY? If you fly an 89 You must be deaf, dumb and blind For your life ain't worth a dime What's your scheduled blow-up time? cho: Will you go boom today? Will you go boom today? Two blew up...

WILLIE AND MARY Willie and Mary strolled by the seaside, A fond farewell there to take, "Should you never return, dear Willie," said she, "I'm sure that my poor heart would break." "Oh, do not despair, little Mary, "...

Willie Drownded in Ero My Willie is brave, my Willie is tall My Willie is wondrous bonnie He promised me he'd marry me If ever he'd marry any if ever he'd marry any he promised he'd marry me if ever he'd marry...

WILLIE MOORE Willie Moore was a King, his age twenty-one Courted a maiden fair; Her eyes were like two diamonds bright Raven black was her hair, hmmm hmmm hmmm... He courted her both day and night, To marry him she...

WILLIE O' WINSBURY The king had been a prisoner And a prisoner long in Spain And Willie of the Winsbury Has lain long with his daughter at home "What ails you, what ails you, my daughter Janet Why you look so pale and...

WILLIE THE WEEPER He rolled and he smoked about a million pills He figured it'd cure all his aches and ills. It wasn't long until he fell asleep And dreamed he was sailing on the ocean deep. He played draw poker as he...

WILLIE WASTLE Willie Wastle dwelt on Tweed, The spot they ca'd it Linkumdoddie. Willie was a wabster guid Could stown a clue wi onie body. He had a wife was dour and din, 0, Tinkler Maidgie was her mither! Sic a...

WILLIE'S LADY King Willie, he's sailed over the raging foam. He's wooed a wife and he's brought her home. He wooed her for her long golden hair. His mother wrought her a mighty care. A weary spell she's laid on her:...

Willie's Lyke-Wake If my love loves me, she lets me not know, This is a dowie chance; I wish that I the same could do, Tho' my love were in France, France, Tho' my love were in France. O lang think I, and very lang,...

THE WILLOW SONG The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree Sing all a green willow Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee cho: Sing willow, willow, willow, willow! Sing willow, willow, willow, willow!...

Wilson Avenue Bump SOURCE: Bob Pfeffer SOURCE'S SOURCE: Julie Pfeffer COMMENTS: Refers to road conditions by the Wilson Ave. exit on US1 near Newark AIR: TEXT: C E...

Wim Wam Waddles My grandfather died and I didn't know how I wanted a horse but he left me his cow Wim wam waddles, Jack stick swaddles Rosabow, rosabow, Way went the broom So I had a little cow and he had a...

The Wind and Rain Two loving sisters was a-walking side by side, Oh the wind and rain. One pushed the other off in the waters, waters deep. And she cried, "The dreadful wind and rain." She swum down, down to...

Wind Mill In days gone by when the world was much younger We harnessed the wind for to work for mankind Seamen built tall ships to sail on the ocean. Landsmen built wheels the corn for to grind Around and around and...

WIND THAT SHAKES THE BARLEY by Robert Dwyer Joyce (1830-1883) I sat within a valley green Sat there with my true love And my fond heart strove to choose between The old love and the new love The old for her, the new...