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Album: Miscellaneous (1997)
Artists: Gene Vincent

  1. BABY BLUE
  2. BE BOP A LULA, Screams by Dickie Harrell
  3. BLUE JEAN BOP
  4. BOP STREET
  5. CAT MAN
  6. CRUISIN'
  7. DANCE IN THE STREET
  8. DANCE TO THE BOP
  9. DOUBLE TALKIN' BABY
  10. FIVE DAYS, FIVE DAYS
  11. FIVE FEET OF LOVIN' '56
  12. FLEA BRAIN
  13. GIT IT
  14. GONNA BACK UP BABY
  15. Grey Victory *
  16. HIGH ON LIFE (rec. 1970)
  17. HOLD ME, HUG ME, ROCK ME
  18. HOW I LOVE THEM OLD SONGS (rec. 1970)
  19. I GOT A BABY
  20. I SURE MISS YOU
  21. IMPORTANT WORDS
  22. IN MY DREAMS
  23. JUMPS, GIGGLES AND SHOUTS
  24. LOTTA LOVIN'
  25. MY HEART
  26. NORTH CAROLINA LINE
  27. RACE WITH THE DEVIL
  28. RIGHT NOW
  29. ROCKY ROAD BLUES
  30. SAY MAMA
  31. SHE SHE LITTLE SHEILA
  32. THE DAY THE WORLD TURNED BLUE (rec. 1970, written by Gene)
  33. THE NIGHT IS SO LONELY
  34. WALKIN' HOME FROM SCHOOL
  35. WEAR MY RING
  36. WHO SLAPPED JOHN?
  37. WILD CAT


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Miscellaneous
Dying British Sergeant
The Dying British Sergeant

Come all you good people where'er you be
Who walk by the land or sail by the sea.
Come listen to the words of a dying man,
I think you will remember them.

It was on December the eighteenth day
That out fleet set sail for Amerikay;
Our drums and trumpets loud did sound,
And then for Boston we were bound.

And when to Boston we did come
We thought by the aid of our British guns
We could make those Yankees own our British king
And daily tribute to him bring.

They said it was a garden place,
And that our armies could with ease
Tear down their walls, lay waste their land
In spite of all their boasted bands.

We found a garden place indeed,
But in it grew many a bitter weed,
Which soon cut off our highest hopes
And slowly wound the British troops.

For to our sad and sore surprise
We saw men like grasshoppers rise.
"Freedom or Death!" was all their cry,
Believe they did not fear to die.

When I received my deathly wound,
I bade farewell to British ground
My wife and children will mourn for me
Whilst I lie cold in Amerikee.

From Frank Warner
@America @revolution
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