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Southon Rox! by Henry Boddy | Alright Now by Free | House Of The Rising Sun by Animals

Southon Rox! by Henry Boddy Top

We met every week
And try to get it right
We play all the old tunes
To sound good on the night
 
The boys are quite groovy
Just love to have a jam
The band fits well together
And yeah! We give a damn
 
Southon Rox just dig a gig
To get those vibes all moving
The sound we make is all up beat
We just don’t play it soothing!
 
School seems such a chore
When music is our calling
We just wanna get out of there
Cos it’s just so damn boring!
 
Southon Rox just dig a gig
To get those vibes all moving
The sound we make is all up beat
We just don’t play it soothing!

Alright Now by Free Top

There she stood in the street
Smiling from her head to her feet
I said hey what is this
Now maybe baby
Maybe you're in need for a kiss
I said slow don't talk so fast
Don't you think that love can last
She said love Lord above
Now you're trying to trick me in love
 
All right now
Baby it's all right now
All right now
Baby it's all right now
 
I took her home to my place
Watching every move on her face
She said look what's your game
Are you trying to put me in shame
I said slow don't talk so fast
Don't you think that love can last
She said love Lord above
Now you're tryin' to trick me in love
 
All right now
Baby it's all right now
All right now
Baby it's all right now
 
All right now
Baby it's all right now
All right now
Baby it's all right now

House Of The Rising Sun by Animals Top

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

------ Southon Rox guitar solo ------

Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun
Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one