Oh no i'm not asking for much. More and more to see you. In high spirits. And you might find some. Love in your heart for me. Anyway i'll never give up your love.
Mama preached to me, boy be a kid just as long as you can. But I was hell-bent and bound and determined to be my old man. I was ready to drive and I wanted a job.
[Verse 1]. You work like every nail sunk. Every floorboard laid. Is another deed erased. Another debt that's paid. Like every story you've erected's gonna raise you up.
Every time my eyes sing that song. I sing for my. . Georgia, Georgia. The whole day through. This old sweet song. Keeps Georgia on my mind. . Hey, Georgia, oh, yeah, yeah, Georgia.
Writer: Doug Supernaw. . I should take it like a man. And go and shake his hand. But what I saw today. On the wedding page. Was more than I could stand.
I'm going down to the river to wash my soul again .. I 've been runnin with the Devil ,and I know he's not my Friend.. I've been falling by this wayside , livin in this world of sin ..
Your love just came to visit, your memory came to stay. It's a shame that being gone don't mean you went away. For me it won't be over till the day I find.
On an icy road one night a young man loses his life. They marked the shoulder with a cross. And his family gathers round on a piece of hallowed ground.
Surrounded by the darkness. It all came down to soon. Longing for redemption. In this cold hospital room. . God is there. What will she tell her family.
Well, it seems these days everybody's in a hurry. First to get the worm them birds are losin' their minds. Well, I can say I don't like wakin' up that early.
Window seat, thirty thousand feet above the ground. Blue moonbeams on silver wings, brings me down. Slipping off my coat for the long night flight. I find a note she wrote last night.
I'm gonna lay down my burdens down by the riverside. Down by the riverside down by the riverside. Oh I'm gonna lay down my burdens down by the riverside.
It's knowin' you don't try to buy my freedom. With some promise made of gold. That for you my door stays open. And our love becomes a simple two-way street.
You caged the wild man that raged inside me. Took a hell bent cowboy, made his hands sure and steady. But today when you walked out, what was I gonna do?.
Hello yes I'm calling to arrange a little trip. Somewhere far away from here by train or plane or ship. I'd like to leave today it don't have to be first class.
Hey-yah. . My love has gone all upon the crimson trail. His drum at dawn beating brimstone through the veil. Clear light through smoke and ash. And balmy seas, where breakers crash and roll.
On a sleepy endless ocean when the world lay in a dream. There was rhythm in the splash and roll, but not a voice to sing. So the moon shone on the breakers and the morning warmed the waves.
I just left San Antonio. Heading down to the town of Laredo. Got my mind on the border of Mexico. . Gonna stop for a tank off. To go at a place called a Purple Sombrero.
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . [Spoken]. Way out in the canyons of the West, there's a wild river. The Spanish named it San Buenaventura; but we knew it as the Green..