Do you remember. When word was bond. A fleeting promise on the light of the dawn. Barren December. Under a falling sky. The end of days and a reason to die.
I've been blue all day, my man's gone away. He has left his mama cold for another gal I'm told. I tried to treat him kind, I thought he would be mine.
You make it hard for me to concentrate. I get stuck on your masterpiece, your geometry. Every angle, baby, you're 360 every curve. Light a candle honey 'cause tonight I wanna learn.
Baseball season's underway. Well, you'd better get ready for a brand new day. . Hey, Chicago, what do you say?. The Cubs are gonna win today. . They're singing.
Baseball season's underway. Well, you'd better get ready for a brand new day. . Hey, Chicago, what do you say?. The Cubs are gonna win today. . They're singing.
Minutes turn to hours. Seems like I'm wasting my time. I'm here feeling lost and alone. Wishing you were mine. So much I need to tell you. So much that's on my mind.
And I ain't ever gonna give you up. No I ain't ever gonna give you up. . Well I ain't seen my baby, since I don't know when. Got everything around me going crazy, don't know when I'll be back again.
All my girls in the club. Sing we got it. (We got it). And move that body all up on me. All my girls in the club. Sing we got it. (We got it). Everybody get to see.
All my girls in the club. Sing we got it. (We got it). And move that body all up on me. All my girls in the club. Sing we got it. (We got it). Everybody get to see.
Gravitational forces. The time is 8:45. Fifteen minutes shy of competing the 4-hour sound check. It usually takes an hour and a half. . The room reminds me of a putt putt golf course.
We were standin' on a mountain top. Where the cactus flowers grow. I was wishin' that the world would stop. When you said we'd better go. . We took a rowboat 'cross the Rio Grande.
In the corner of the barroom. Lives the ghost of Langston Hughes. He's takin' notes and smokin' cigarettes. Sippin' slowly on his booze. Got them goin' nowhere blues.
I been down this street once or twice. i played the bars and the blues. never took noone's advice. to me its all yesterday's news. and we would drink an old flannery.
I left Houston, Texas on a Gulf Coast Hurricane. I was blown down by tornadoes, washed up by the rain. Well my pappy wasn't happy with me, he told me to go.
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash,. Left my mama a goodbye note,. By sundown I'd left Kingston,. With my guitar under my coat,. I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis,.