Down The Road. . Lyric Author: Roland Bowman. . Down the road I go. Where I stop, I don't even know. Down the road I go. Nothin' is for certain you just give it your best. Tie up all the loose ends for you lay down to rest. Find yourself alone. The price you pay to roam. Where did all your feelin' go? Broken Heart your Love is gone..
I'll never forger it,it was one fine day, when the devil came to see me I was startin' to stray. He pulled in my yard in a black caddilac. I knew from his eyes he was smokin lots of crack. He said to me "better rosin up your bow, there's a brand new kinda music called the country western flow." He said to me "I'm so tired of rock n roll, You better learn to play the fiddle or I'm sellin' your soul.".
Distant and Detached, Where are you? Your not in your own realm. Outwardly suspended, minus emotion, Life is so Vacant and Blue.. Laughing outside my picture window. Swirling electrified signs. Singing sweet songs without solutions. Your not in space or in time..
Cut out the crap, you know you want to relate. Day by day by day by day by day. Don't want to eat your problems like a piece of cake. Day by day by day by day by day.
Bright light over the rainbow. Stay bright, dressed up in day-glow. Laid back, where does the day go?. If I stand tall can you see my halo?. . Princess came with a big bang.
Sometimes I can hear you calling. Telling me that I'm a fool. . Well I can dream,. I can dream. That we'll see a brighter day,. I can see in your eyes that we're through.
l laughed it off when she left, l said she'd come back again. Don't we all have the right to be wrong now and then. . She won't come home, says her love will never be mine again.
l laughed it off when she left. l said she'd come back again. Don't we all have the right. To be wrong now and then. . She won't come home. She says her love will never be mine again.
I hear tell you're doin' well. Good thing have come to you. I wish I had your happiness. And you had a do-wacka, do-wacka, do-wacka, do-wacka, do-wacka-do.
DO YOU WANNA GO TO HEAVEN. FROM BROADWAY MUSICAL "BIG RIVER". Writer Roger Miller. . Looka Huck, do you wanna go to heaven. Do you wanna go to Heaven.
Disco man dressed in white. Ladies on the left and ladies on the right. Drives a T-bar top car all around the town. Disco man sure gets around. . Disco man you'll go far.
Dear heart, wish you were here to warm this night. Dear heart, it seems like a year since you went out of my sight. A single room, a table for one, it's a lonesome town, alright.
She watches the soaps and pins all her hopes and her dreams. She lets her mind drift with the scripts that unfold on the screen. . She can't live like they live but each day she sits there and tries.
I was the words and you were the music. We were a song, sung out of tune. There is a light that brightens the night-time. Ah but there's a dark side of the moon.
See the ruin on the hill where the smoke is hanging still. Like an echo of an age long forgotten. There's a story of a home crushed beneath those blackened stones.
Well, here I sit high, gettin' ideas. Ain't nothing but a fool would live like this. Out all night and runnin' wild. Woman sittin' home with a month-old child.
l'm a two pack a day man, smoke like a fiend. Like a burned out bearing in a bad machine. l can't breath in the morning 'til l get myself a cigarette lit.
I'm a two pack a day man, smoke like a fiend. Like a burned out bearing in a bad machine. I can't breath in the morning 'til l get myself a cigarette lit.
My friend wants a new car,. New phone, a studio, a house and a guitar.. Me, I dont mind a ride thats old,. Four track tape machine,. And last years iPhone....
She gave it away on good faith when she was 15 years old.. He was 16 and did not appreciate the delicacy of a rose.. A long string of lovers helped blur the line.