Kenny Rogers King Of Oak Street

Like a leaf caught in the wind he drifted a while

With no purpose or direction too his life

He tried to get himself together and pacify his mind

And forget about the things he left behind.

The cryin’ woman standing helpless in his door

With a two month old baby in her arms

His little black book laying torn up on the floor

And God only knows he never meant to do her wrong.

A careless weekend on the other side of town

Has torn the king of Oak Street’s Castle down

And all week long he’s tried to call her but she won’t let him explain

Now Sunday morning finds him walking in the rain.

He sits down in a phone booth and he prays

That she’ll forgive him and she’ll believe he’s changed his ways

With shaking hand he deposits his last dime

And he’s still praying that she won’t hang up this time.

Then the sweetest voice he’s ever heard says hello

Breakfast’s almost ready baby, come on home

I’ve thought the whole thing over and I think I understand

That the king of Oak Street is just an ordinary man.

I’ve thought the whole thing over and I think I understand

That the king of Oak Street is just an ordinary man…

Kenny Rogers Midsummer Nights

Rain comes down on a misty bay

Light on the water and she’s coming my way

To be fair she’s only wearing a smile

Ease all my trouble just by driving me wild

And like moon don’t function without the night

We come together and she’s hanging on tight

She makes me tremble like I never before

Bringing me up to keep me begging for more

In every hour to be, let me satisfy your heart

I can take the lonely days

In return for the midsummer nights.

We know the journey to a better life, better life

And we never to be letting go

You got to learn to be lonely to find

What you’re living for

Making love on a midsummer night

I love those midsummer nights,

There may be one fool falling in love with you

You are the vision that I’m hanging on to

Any world, any dream you can see

Is yours and mine if we just want it to be

Let me lie in your arms

Let me understand your heart

I can take the lonely days

In return for those midsummer nights

We know the journey to a better life, better life

And we never to be letting go

You got to learn to be lonely to find

What you’re living for

Making love on a midsummer night

I love those midsummer nights,

Making your love to me only

Running forever, I’m following you

And I’m not afraid

For every hour to be

Let me satisfy your heart

I can take the lonely days

In return for those midsummer nights

Kenny Rogers Hoodooin’ Of Miss Fanny Deberry

Down in Sunflower County where I was born

Used to be a crazy woman.

Used to walk bare footed down a gravel road

Singin’ in an unknown tongue.

One day I asked her Papa why she was crazy

The tears welled up in his eyes,

He said, “the Devil’s inside my poor baby,

She be crazy ’til the day she dies.

“You know she’s been hoodooed

By the power of the voodoo.

You know she’s been hoodooed

By the power of the voodoo.”

Said Fanny always was a peculiar child.

Never could make her mind.

She used to slip out and go walkin’ in the woods late at night

Always came home cryin’.

But then one night she came home laughin’

Talkin’ out of her head.

She said, “Now I ain’t got to worry ’bout dyin’ Papa

I been sleepin’ in a Devil’s bed.

“You know she’s been hoodooed

By the power of the voodoo.

You know she’s been hoodooed

By the power of the voodoo.”

Hoodoo woman pickin up Qwewee

Hoodoo woman pickin up Qwewee

Said “Fanny’s Mama was a Voodoo Queen

Died when Fanny was born

He remembered her very last words to him.

She said, “I’m goin’ Honey, take care of Fanny ’til the Devil comes.”

So if you see her buried down in a graveyard

Diggin’ in a grave for Foofoo

You know she’s gonna Hoodoo somebody

And if you cross her she might Hoodoo you.

“You know she’s been hoodooed

By the power of the voodoo.

You know she’s been hoodooed

By the power of the voodoo.”

Don’t be messin’ with a hoodoo woman

She’s gonna Hoodoo you.

Don’t be messin’ with a hoodoo woman

She’s gonna Hoodoo you.

Don’t be messin’ with a hoodoo woman

She’s gonna Hoodoo you.

Hoodoo woman Pickin up a Qwewee

Hoodoo woman Pickin up a Qwewee

Kenny Rogers Buried Treasure

Now if the aim in your life is to settle me down I couldn’t change my point of view

I got a lady in red at the back of my head but the woman in white is you

Do you wanna be the only one, fade away in the mornin’ sun

I could love you all of my life, you are my wife, haven’t I let you know-ow

We don’t need no buried treasure, no buried treasure, we don’t need it

We don’t stand on ceremony but life is phony in spite of it

You can never be all you wanna be when you’re searchin’ for gold

We don’t need no buried treasure, I’ve still got you (still got you, still got you)

I’ve still got you in my sou-ou-oul

Well it’s a long way down and you gotta get up, you gotta figure on a master plan

You couldn’t do it, if you don’t get ready, you’ll be beaten by the other man

Do you wanna be the last one in, play the game that you just don’t win

I can see me makin’ you cry, sayin’ goodbye, but I could never let you go-o

We don’t need no buried treasure, no buried treasure, we don’t need it

We don’t stand on ceremony but life is phony in spite of it

You can never be all you wanna be when you’re searchin’ for gold

We don’t need no buried treasure, I’ve still got you (still got you, still got you)

I’ve still got you in my sou-ou-oul

Well you’re takin’ my life in the palm of your hand, make you mine for another day

Ain’t nobody doesn’t need anybody when the good times turn away

I don’t wanna be the lonely one, fade away in the evenin’ sun

I could love you all of my life, you are my wife, haven’t I told you so-o

We don’t need no buried treasure, no buried treasure, we don’t need it

(Baby we don’t need i-i-it)

We don’t stand on ceremony but life is phony in spite of it

(In spite of i-i-it)

You can never be all you wanna be when you’re searchin’ for gold

We don’t need no buried treasure, I’ve still got you (still got you, still got you)

I’ve still got you in my sou-ou-oul

We don’t need it, we don’t need it

(We don’t need no buried treasure) we don’t need no buried treasure, we don’t need it

(Baby we don’t need it)

We don’t stand on ceremony but life is phony in spite of it

(We don’t stand on ceremony in spite of it)

You can never be all you wanna be when you’re searchin’ for gold

(We don’t need no buried treasure) We don’t need no buried treasure

I’ve still got you (still got you) I’ve still got you in my sou-ou-oul

We don’t need it, we don’t need it

(We don’t need no buried treasure) we don’t need no buried treasure, we don’t need it

(Baby we don’t need it)

We don’t stand on ceremony but life

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Kenny Rogers Evening Star

If you never rode West of the Arizona border

You can turn the other way boy but you never get far

You be living a lie if you wanna see the wonders of the age

You must follow the evening star.

Evening star

Shine a little Heaven

On a stranger with no dream

Where you are.

You can see the loneliness I mean and if I gotta fight

I can never play somebody else’s game

I can follow the evening star

Starlight, you never need somebody else’s name

If you follow the evening star.

Have you ever known a sunset when the sky’s on fire

How you end another day boy you’ve been searching too far

Like the desert I rode on any memory is lost in the restless wind

I just lie beneath the evening star.

Evening star

Shine a little Heaven

On a stranger with no dream

Where you are.

Have you ever held a woman in the California moonlight

Put your money on a good night if you never been there

It’s a sight for sore eyes if you wanna see the wonders of the age

Making love beneath the evening star.

Evening star

Shine a little Heaven

on a stranger with no dream

Where you are.

You can see the loneliness I mean and if I gotta fight

I will never play somebody else’s game

I can follow the evening star

Starlight, you never need somebody else’s name

If you follow the evening star…

Kenny Rogers If You Can Lie A Little Bit

If you can lie a little bit

You can lie a little bit more

Once you get away with it

It comes a little easier than it did before.

No hard feelings, no harm done

It’s just time that I move on

Though we’ve only just begun

To see the signs of things to come

It’s just a little lie to get in your way.

If you can lie…

Wish you didn’t look so good

Guess you never understood

Love is built on faith and trust

There’s no future here for us

I have made a few mistakes in my time.

If you can lie…

I wanna believe you

When you say you’ll change for me

Shame on me!

Ooh, if you can lie…

Kenny Rogers Me And Bobby Mcgee

Busted flat it Baton Rouge, headin’ for the trains

Feelin’ nearly faded as my jeans

Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained

Took us all the way to New Orleans.

I took my mouth harp out of my old dirty red bandana

I was playin’ sad while Bobby sang the blues

With those windshield wipers slappin’ time

And Bobby’s clappin’ hands we finally

Sang up every song that driver knew.

Woe, freedom’s just another word

For nothin’ left to lose

And nothin’ ain’t worth nothin’, but it’s free

Oh oh oh feelin’ good was easy, Lord

When Bobby sang the blues

Feeling good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee.

From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun

Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything I’d done

And every night she kept me from the cold

Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord

I let her slip away

Looking for that home and I hope she’d find

I’d trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday

Feelin’ Bobby’s body next to mine.

Woe, freedom’s just another word

For nothin’ left to lose

Nothin’ left was all she left for me

Woe, feelin’ good was easy, Lord

When Bobby sang the blues

Feeling good was good enough for me and by McGee.

Woe, freedom’s just another word

For nothin’ left to lose

Nothin’ ain’t worth nothin’, but it’s free

Woe, feelin’ good was easy, Lord when Bobby sang the blues’

Kenny Rogers Every Time Two Fools Collide

You want things your way

And I want them mine

And now we don’t know

Just where to draw the line

How can love survive

If we keep choosing sides

And who picks up the pieces

Every time two fools collide

You lay the blame on me

And I put the blame on you

But why do we keep finding faults

In everything we do

And how long can we keep right and wrong

So cut and dried

And who picks up the pieces

Every time two fools collide

We can save our love

We still have the time

Oh, I know there must be a way

That we still haven’t tried

To keep our hearts from breaking

Every time two fools collide

To keep our hearts from breaking

Every time two fools collide

Kenny Rogers Abraham Martin And John

Has anybody her, seen my old friend Abraham,

Can you tell me where he’s gone,

He freed a lotta people,

But it seems the good die young,

I just looked around, and he’s gone.

Has anybody her, seen my old friend John,

Can you tell me where he’s gone,

He freed a lotta people,

But it seems the good die young,

I just looked around, and he’s gone.

Has anybody her, seen my old friend Martin,

Can you tell me where he’s gone,

He freed a lotta people,

Ut it seems the good die young,

I just looked around, and he’s gone.

Didn’t you love the things they stood for,

Didn’t they try to find some good for you and me,

And we’ll be free,

Someday soon it’s gonna be one day.

Has anybody here, seen my old friend Bobby,

Can you tell me where he’s gone,

Thought I saw him walking up over the hill,

With Abraham, Martin and John.

Precious memories

How they linger

How they ever flood my soul

Then, the stillness of the midnight

Precious sacred scenes unfold

Kenny Rogers Love Don’t Live Here Anymore

This is the house that love built

Memories of you are built in each wall

Wanting the seeds still haunt my dreams

Though I’ve just heard your voice in the hall

The mirrors reflect all the heartache I feel

Smiling photographs don’t seem real.

Nothing’s been moved, but everything’s changed

Each chair isn’t placed, just my life’s rearranged

The wind cries your name through each window and door

Love don’t live here, love don’t live here anymore.

The fire alight still glows a pale blue

The mantle is cruel holding pictures of you

Your scent lingers there, in the bed that we shared

The last plant I sent isn’t bloomed

These rooms are unkind to play tricks on my mind

I can see how you’ve lived without me.

Nothing’s been moved, but everything’s changed

Each chair isn’t placed, just my life’s rearranged

The wind cries your name through each window and door

Love don’t live here, love don’t live here anymore…