902.823.1277 [email protected] SAUNDERS BROTHERS SHOW LYRICS [email protected] Saunders Brothers Show Song List Saunders Brothers Show Song List (Song List) will bring you right back here. * = (Chorus) Banks of the Ohio I’m the One Barrett’s Privateers The Irish Rover Belly Yourself to the Bar It’s Hard to Kiss the Lips Betty Butter-Butt I’ve Hit Every Bar Black Velvet Band The Landlubber’s Song The Blue Nose Let’s Get Naughty Brown Eyed Girl The Man You Used to Be Charlie Brown The More that You Drink Christmas in Killarney Music for Masterb*ters Chug! Nancy Whiskey Cod Liver Oil The Night Patty Murphy Died Crazy Train Ocean Blues Damn Rain Old Black Toad Devil Peter Street Donald Duck Blues Poisoned Mine Donald Where’s Your Trousers? Ramblin’ Rover Dover Bound The Rattlin’ Bog Downtown Sarah Dumping Day Silver Sea Dunrobin’s Gone Sittin’ on the Dock Farewell to Nova Scotia Sonny’s Dream Fisher’s of Men/Blessings Star of the County Down The Fire of God in My Eyes Suspicious Minds Flowers on the Wall Sweet Caroline The Fox Uncloudy Day Garyowen Walking in a New Pair of Shoes Get Off Your Ass & Dance Weather Girl Gospel Medley The Weight Hallelujah Whiskey in the Jar Hands off Me Jack Why Don’t We Get Drunk & Screw Haul Away Joe Wild Rover The Hockey Song You Deserve Some Happiness Too Hot Wings You’re Like a Storm I Love You, but then I Ain’t Too You’re Sailin’ Without Me Bright I’m a Loner with a Boner You’re the Kinda Girl I’m in Love with a Weather Girl Banks of the Ohio (Song List) 19th century murder ballad written by unknown authors I asked my love to take a walk, To take a walk, just a little way An' as we walked, 'twas then we talked Of our approaching wedding day. (Chorus) "Then only say that you'll be mine; And in no other arms entwine. Down beside where the waters flow, Down by the banks of the Ohio." I held a knife against her breast As gently my arms she pressed. Crying "Willie, Don't ya murder me I'm unprepared for eternity. * I took her by her lily white hand, I led her down where the waters stand I picked her up and pitched her in And watched her as she floated down. * I started home 'twixt twelve and one, Cryin' "Oh my God! What have I done? I'd killed the only woman I love Because she would not be my bride. * Barrett's Privateers (Song List) 1. Oh, the year was seventeen seventy-eight How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now A letter of marque came from the king to the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen (Chorus) God damn them all, I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers 2. Oh, Elcid Barrett cried the town How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now For twenty brave men, all fishermen, who, would make for him the Antelope's crew * 3. The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now She'd a list to the port and her sails in rags and the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags * 4. On the King's birthday we put to sea How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now We were ninety-one days to Montego Bay, pumping like madmen all the way * 5. On the ninety-sixth day we sailed a-gain How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight. With our cracked four-pounders, we made to fight * 6. The Yankee lay low down with gold How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now She was broad and fat and loose in stays, but to catch her took the Antelope two whole days * 7. Then at length we stood two cables a-way How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din, but with one fat ball the Yank stove us in * 8. The Antelope shook and pitched on her side How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs, and the main truck carried off both me legs * 9. So here I lay in my twenty-third year How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now It's been six years since we sailed a-way and I just made Halifax yesterday! * Belly Yourself to the Bar Gals (Song List) Ed Saunders/Terry Saunders/Brian Smeltzer © Jan. ‘05 (Chorus) Belly yourself to the bar gals Belly yourself to the bar The boys we were thinkin, you'd join us in drinkin' And maybe the night could go far Belly yourself to the bar gals Belly yourself to the bar We're both feelin' hardy, while drinking Bacardi And gin is so groovy, it's panty removey Have some Captain Morgan, I'll show you my organ Perhaps a Martini, you'll tickle my weinee A drink and some luck, and you might wanna - Oh! Belly yourself to the bar. Inst - FELLA FROM FORTUNE (writer – traditional) A gal who's so pretty could have any man I hope I don't move too fast I won't give ya troubles, I'll just give ya doubles So come on and empty your glass The drunker you're gettin', the better I look I hate to be beggin' like this But I think that you'll find, after having more wine I'd do anything for a kiss. * Inst – COCK OF THE WALK (writer – traditional) You've noticed I'm not the best lookin' a men You've seen that I'm not very bright You're doubtful about that bulge in my pants Ok, It's a sock! You're right! (throw out sock) But lemme buy ya a tonic or ten A Keiths or a Blue or a Bud A shooter, some whiskey, and you'll feel frisky And say "My God, he's a stud!" * Inst - I'SE THE BY' (writer - traditional) * Betty Butter-Butt (Song List) Ed Saunders/Terry Saunders/Brian Smeltzer © Oct. ‘04 Dear Betty Butterbutt's back in the game She's out to change her lover, but she's out to keep her name Separation's final, and divorce is clear Betty booted Bobby outta here (Chorus) Butterbutt, Butterbutt Oh Betty Butterbutt Butterbutt - better butter me Butterbutt, Butterbutt Boy Betty Butterbutt I bet I'd better a better boy than old Bobby Butterbutt, better butter me Betty caught Bobby cheatin' and said it's a shame I'm cancellin' the marriage and I'll take my maiden name I'm out in the market - all my ties are cut I want a man who wants some Butterbutt! * Oh Betty Butterbutt - sweet as can be Says she wants a honey - oh please make it me Says she wants a long-term fella that will last And won't make fun of her ahhhhhhhhhhh * Betty Butterbutt will ya come for a walk I'll feed ya cake and coffee, and I'll listen while you talk I'll ask ya out to dinner, and I'll ask ya to the dance But should I ask to get into her pants? * Please Betty Butterbutt accept my hand A lovin' life of lovin' you would sure be grand You know I'll never ramble, and I'll never rant I'll even bring my own lubri-cant! Ooooh… * This is a story about a woman who's dumpin' a man. But let me tell you. She's not getting rid of this man just because he's a: Lazy X, Lyin' X, Cheatin' X, Snorin' X, Nose-picking X, Adjusting his crotch in public X Egotistical X, Taking 2 whole minutes for sex, then passing gas & passing out type guy X No! Not just because of that. X But because - he made fun of two things - her butt, X and her name. Ya see -her first name is Betty. Her last name is Butt. And her second name? Well since her daddy was a milkman, they thought to call her butter. So her name is - Betty Butter Butt. This here's the tale of Betty Butter Butt…. Black Velvet Band (Song List) Traditional English and Irish folk song describing transportation to Australia, a common punishment in 19th century Britain and Ireland. (Chorus) Her eyes they shone like the diamonds You'd think she was queen of the land And her hair hung over her shoulders Tied up in a black velvet band In a neat little town they call Belfast, Apprenticed to trade I was bound And many an hour's sweet happiness I spent in that neat little town Then bad misfortune came o'er me, and caused me to stray from the land Far away from my friends and relations, They follow the black velvet band * Well, I went out strolling one evening, Not meaning to go very far When I met a frolicsome damsel. She was selling her ass in a bar A watch she took from a customer, And slipped it right into my hand Then the law came and put me in prison, Bad luck to the black velvet band * Next morning before judge and jury, For trial I had to appear And the judge, he said "my young fellow, the case against you is quite clear Now seven long years is your sentence, You're going to Van Dieman's land Far away from my friends and companions, They follow the black velvet band * So come all you jolly young fellows, I'll have you take warning by me Whenever you're out on the liquor, my lads, Beware of the pretty colleen For They'll fill you with whiskey and porter, 'til you are not able to stand And the very next thing you'd know, my lads You've landed in Van Dieman's Land.