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High
Gonna get a little bit high today. Yeah, I think I will. 'Cause I got some pain to medicate. And I'm all out of pills. . What do ya say honey. Wanna go for a ride?.
Half Moon
Half moon hanging lonely in the sky. I've been wondering about the part of you that hides. You tucked in to the night. Still you shine a little light.
House Of Gold
People steal, they cheat and lie. For wealth and what it will buy. Don't they know on the judgment day. That their gold and silver will melt away. . I'd rather be in a deep, dark grave.
How I Learned To Pray
When I was sixteen, that set of keys was a pair of wings. Daddy, pretty please, can I take a ride tonight?. I swear I won't get her over fifty-five.. Was Back in Black racing through my veins, last thing I thought.
Huntsville
That old white haired judge in Dallas. Didn't pay my story no mind. They're takin' me down to Huntsville. I'm bringin' in a load of time. . They caught me on a caper that I planned for days.
House Of Memories
My house of memories. Is all I own. I live in misery. Now that you're gone. A constant reminder. Of what used to be. Is torturing me. In my house of memories.
Hungry Eyes
A canvas-covered cabin in a crowded labour camp. Stand out in this memory I revived. 'Cause my daddy raised a family there, with two hard-working hands.
Honky Tonk Night Time Man
I'm a honky-tonk nighttime man. I can't stand no light. I'm a honky-tonk nighttime man. I can't stand no light. I get my rest in the daytime. I make my running 'round at night.
Holding Things Together
Holding things together. Ain't no easy thing to do. When it comes to raisin' children. It's a job - meant for two. Alice please believe me. I can't go on and on.
Home Is Where A Kid Grows Up
It may be down the south in Alabama. Or maybe just a little old one horse town. It could be on the back streets of Chicago. But if it's home it's still the greatest place around.
Hobo Bill
Hobo Bill-why. Riding on that eastbound freight train speeding through the night. Hobo Bill a railroad bum was fighting for his life. The sadness of his eyes revealed the torture of his soul.
Hobo Bill's Last Ride
Ho-bo Bill-Y. Riding on that eastbound freight train speeding through the night. Hobo Bill a railroad bum was fighting for his life. The sadness of his eyes revealed the torture of his soul.
Hobo's Meditation
I have often dreamed of a far off place. Where a hero's welcome would be waiting for me. Where the crowds will cheer when they see my face. And a voice keeps saying this is where I'm meant to be.
High On A Hilltop
High on a hilltop overlooking a city. I can see the bright lights as they gleam. And somewhere you're dancing in some dingy bar room. And the lure of the gay life takes the place of our dream.
Here Comes The Freedom Train
All aboard America here comes the freedom train. All aboard America here comes the freedom train. . The freedom train is rolling down two hundred years of track.
Here In Frisco
It's four a.m. in New York City three a.m. in Dallas. The night is still early here in Frisco. Market street's still going the same old shows are showing.
Here Comes The Freedom
All aboard America here comes the freedom train. All aboard America here comes the freedom train. . The freedom train is rolling down two hundred years of track.
Hello Mr. D.j
Hello Mr. D.J. wont you play a song for me`. The girl I love just said good-by and I'm blue as I can be. Oh please Mr. D.J. play that song I heard you play.
Help Me Make It Through The Night
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife. But I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'. Long as my two hands are fit to use.
Heart To Heart Talk
HEART TO HEART TALK. WITH LEONA WILLIAMS. WRITER LEE ROSS. . How foolish can you be to be ruled by jealousy. Could you throw away what was planned. Why don't you ask your heart ask it if we should part.
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