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Susie Q lyrics - The Charlie Daniels Band

(from "Susie's Hope" soundtrack)

Oh, Susie Q
Oh, Susie Q
Oh, Susie Q
Baby, I love you, Susie Q

I like the way you walk
I like the way you talk
I like the way you walk
I like the way you talk, Susie Q

Oh, say that you'll be true
Oh, say that you'll be true
Oh, say that you'll be true
And never leave me blue, Susie Q

Oh, say that you'll be mine
Oh, say that you'll be mine
Oh, say that you'll be mine
Baby, all the time, Susie Q

Oh, Susie Q
Oh, Susie Q
Oh, Susie Q
Baby, I love you, Susie Q

I like the way you walk
I like the way you talk
I like the way you walk
I like the way you talk, Susie Q

Oh, Susie Q
Oh, Susie Q
Oh, Susie Q
Baby, I love you, Susie Q

The Intimidator lyrics - The Charlie Daniels Band

Talladega, Alabama, hot day in the fall
Yeah, it's pedal to the metal keep it off the wall
Darrell's passing marlin and Jeff just took the lead
He's burning up the track but look out
Here comes number three

He's moving to the inside listen to that engine howl
Just move it on over the intimidator's on the prowl

Push it down and stand on it put it on the floor
Roaring down the backstretch blowing off their doors
Eating up the asphalt and chewing up the miles
They're bringing out the checkered flag
The crowd is going wild

Carolina country boy could always find a way to win
Y'all wave bye bye
The intimidator's done it again

The man meant business when he got behind the wheel
Eye like an eagle and nerves made of steel
Speed is the bottom line and winning is the deal
(Let her whine) Let her whine
(Man he's flyin') Man he's flyin'
(Finish line) Finish line
One more time

You're burning down the straight away putting on a show
Leading by a length with only 20 laps to go
You almost got this sucker won engines running great
But don't you look in your rearview mirror here comes number eight
He's a rockin' and a rollin' and he sure knows how to shut them down
I guess it runs in the family the intimidator's back in town
Yeah, I guess it runs in the family the intimidator's back in town

Bad boy
Stand on it, son
Yeah

Twas The Night Before Christmas lyrics - The Charlie Daniels Band

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.
And Mama in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap.

When out on the roof there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
tore open the shutter, and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
gave the lustre of midday to objects below,
when, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
but a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer.

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles, his coursers they came,
and he whistled and shouted and called them by name:

"Now Dasher! Now Dancer!
Now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid!
On, Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch!
To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away!
Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
when they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky
so up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
with the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
the prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes--how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
and the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
that shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
and I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
and filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
and giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, 'ere he drove out of sight,

"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"

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