We all bleed the same. We're more beautiful when we come together. We all bleed the same. So tell me why, tell me why. We're divided. . Woke up today.
When sorrow calls my name. And grief runs in my veins. Can I begin. The bleeding. . When air becomes a pain. And it hurts to inhale. Can I just stop. Cease breathing.
Up in the air's that everything it takes. We got an entrance baby you know how we bump. No if, ands, or maybes all sparkles from the jump. Up and down, in and out, round and round we crazy just blastit.
I was born down in the country. Down where the cotton grows. Turnin' off the main highway. Goin' down that country road. . There's a place down in the country.
At the Broken Heart Ranch. You can always get work. As a cowfool. There's feelin's to wrangle. Loose ends to untangle and tie. . Sun up to sundown. Ridin' herd on old memories.
Lawdy mercy land of goshen shades of gray out on the ocean. Don't you dare take that boat out to sea. For the high seas are runnin' you will sure enough be done in.
It's time for a change. I'm tired of that same o'l same. The same ol' words the same ol' lines. The same ol' tricks and the same ol' rhymes. . Days precious days.
Now broken hearted people always seem to drink. And tryin' to drown those sorrows ain't as easy as you think. But living with a liar is a hard old way to go.
Standing at the window her face to the glass. As far as she can see the time has come to pass. As far as she can see the sky is all ablaze. And this looks like the first of better days.
Black Diamond Strings. Black Diamond Strings. Drinkin' 1 W. Harper. Playin' Black Diamond Strings. Black Diamond Strings. Are like white flour and grits.
He's a black haired boy of some confusion. And he makes no excuse for the things that he's usin'. He's gentle and wild and a child of the mountain. His words are for singing and his days are for countin'.
I'm gonna leave Texarkana. I'm goin' down to Louisiana. I'm gonna try my luck in Baton Rouge. I'm gonna follow ol red river down. Till I see the lights of town I ain't gonna get no sleep in Baton Rouge.
Sometimes a loser. Sometimes a hero. This is a lonely captain's story. Sword and a pistol by his side. . [Chorus]. Do Lord oh do remember him. Yes, yes, remember him.
She did not want to drive. She did not want to fly. She did not want to wait. For a bus to come by. . She did not want to hassle. She did not want to hurry.
Someone told me "you're never gonna win". Fool's paradise is where I've always been. So I told myself "i've got a heart of stone". Not that strong I said, can't do it all alone.
I'll beep my horn for you, bumper 2 bumper, give way I'm coming through,. I'd give my heart for you, bumper 2 bumper, give way I'm coming through.. Driving through the city, (d)getting nitty gritty,.
I like chocolate and controversy. He likes Fridays and bad company. I like midnight, it's when I'm in the mood. He likes the morning, that's when he's rude.
Welcome. (world). Welcome. (world). . Open your mind to come with me. We're just about to begin. Take a deeper breath now baby. Stretch and breath me in.
Blue Rondo A La Turk (Round, Round, Round). . Round, round, round a melody. Round, round, round a harmony. Round, round, round a melody,. Harmony, melody-steadily.
Daniel said traveling risky. But the money awful good. When I get back we can finally. Get ahead sure we could. He left the fifth of December. Took our oldest boy Ben.