There's a feeling deep within me. I can't describe. Like drifting carelessly. It's a boundless kind of freedom. That's in this world. I step in every night.
I had a rag top Cadillac rolling Sunset Boulevard. And I had a hold of a centerfold and a Tony Montana cigar. I had the top down, a rock and roll sound palms blowing in the breeze.
(...of the beast). . You touch my feet without a word. And undress you body slowly. Showing hunger of dead shoulders. To my eyes.... . Insatiable of trembling body.
Supe que eras especial. Desde aquella ves en que te vi llegar. Usabas blanco, y no puedo olvidar. Que esa misma noche me hiciste soñar. . Y así mi amor te conocí.
You think I'd have it down by now. Been practicin' for thirty years. I should have walked a thousand miles. So what am I still doin' here, yeah. Reachin' out for that same old piece of forbidden fruit.
Circle up, circle up around the throne. Old and young, saints of every history. Great and small angels are and seraphim. Grab a hand, twirl a dance, circle up and worship Him.
I was thinkin' the other day. "What if cartoons got saved?. They'd start singing praise. In a whole new way". . Yeah, I was thinkin' the other day. "What if cartoons got saved?.
The moon is shinnin' down through the pines. And it spreads its light across the mountain side. And I wonder what you're doin' tonight. Yes I wonder what you're doin' and I wonder if everythings alright.
I know I hurt you but I never meant to. It's you that I'm fondest of. I know you need me but I must be free. Cowboys ain't easy to love. . Somethings that I do, I know don't please you.
The raindrops fall on my camper the lightening crashes and lights the sky. I look at the window sprayed with raindrops I see her face and I see her smile.
Well your mama finds it hard to understand. Why her lovin' son wants to be a rodeo man. And your daddy had a whole lotta great big plans for you. But you hate to disappoint him but you got other things to do.
Well you mama finds it hard to understand. Why her lovin' son wants to be a rodeo man. And your daddy had a whole lotta great big plans for you. You hate to disappoint him but you gotta other things to do.
I was a new kid on the circuit. Gold buckles in my eyes. But the horse I drew was plenty rank. Much to my suprise. I did a double back flip. And landed on my head.
Well, I wake up in the mornin', I brew my coffee hot and strong. I get out my ole guitar, and try to write a song. An them larks are singin, oh Lord, just outside.
Just barely eighteen when the Great War was through. Ridin' and fighin' was all that I knew. Hard life and death was all that I seen. Ridin' hell bend for leather in search of a dream.
He was a runaway rodeo was his dream. He was ridin' bulls and a bittin' the dust by the time he was seventeen. Sixteen cowboys in an eight dollar room livin' on baloney and beans.
He walked out in the arena all dressed up to the brim. Said he just came down from a place called Highland Rim. And he said he came to ride the horse the one they called the Brute.