Well, in eighteen-fourteen we took a little trip Along with colonel jackson down the mighty mississip We took a little bacon and we took a little beans And we caught the bloody british at the town of new orleans. [chorus] We fired our guns and the british kept a-comin’ There wasn’t nigh as many as..
C.w. Mccall Music Videos
C.w. Mccall Songs
These are the top songs by C.w. Mccall. Click the name of the song to watch videos for that song on YouTube.
C.w. Mccall – Crispy Critters
Bill fries says that this is based on a true story From the late ’60s, when a band of hippies rolled into Telluride and decided to stay. One day about four or five years ago We is settin’ at the conoco station Kickin’ tires, and swattin’ flies, And discussin’ the state of the union When..
C.w. Mccall – Flowers On The Wall
Well now i’ve been hearin’ you’re concerned about my happiness But all of that thought you’ve given me is Conscience i guess If i were walkin’ in your shoes i wouldn’t worry none So you and your friends don’t worry ’bout me i’m havin’ lots of fun Countin’ flowers on the wall That don’t bother..
C.w. Mccall – Night Rider
Well, a-truckin’ on the night line, quarter past five Tryin’ to get my rig an’ me to ‘frisco alive Fog lights up tight, a-givin’ me the creeps Just a winnemucca trucka with a load a’ black sheep [a ghostly chorus] Night rider I got a belly full a’ jelly and head full a’ pain Bennies..
C.w. Mccall – Convoy
Yeah breaker one nine this here’s the rubber duck Uh, you got a copy on me pig pen c’mon Uh yeah ten-four pig pen fer sure fer sure. By golly it’s clean clear to flag town, c’mon Yeah its a big ten -four there pig pen Yeah we definitely got the front door, good buddy..
C.w. Mccall – Aurora Borealis
One night last summer we were camped at ten thousand Feet up where the air is clear, High in the rockies of lost lake, Colorado. and as the fire burned low and only a few Glowing embers remained, we laid on our backs all warm In our sleeping bags and looked up at the stars…
C.w. Mccall – Four Wheel Drive
Four wheel drive by c.w. mccall We is screamin’ through the valley Where the nishnabotna flows Through the mud and crud and cornfields Where the mari-ju-wana grows ‘cross the railroad tracks of persia Down the hills and up the dale Had a cj-5 with a four-wheel drive And smokey on my tail. Well, he picked..






