Half written songs, there's a life in the promise. It's funny to see my fears here on the page. Words breaking my fall. I hear you call from another room.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your heart be light. From now on. Our troubles will be out of sight. . Have yourself a merry little Christmas.
The alarm goes off and you hit the shower first,. I make the coffee, its a routine we rehearsed,. Turn the radio on and its wishing us a happy new year,.
(Mark Erelli). . They picked another one off the vine. Scooped out the seeds in the back of his mind. Filled up his head with half-truths and lies. And put the finishing touch on the perfect disguise.
It was a dry and dusty summer day. When that wagon train pulled in. Just three hours 'til the matinee. Was scheduled to begin. As the razorbacks unloaded the flats.
Happy Birthday!. . Ad lib: Hey, what day is this?. Awwww, it's your birthday!. . Chorus: What's up?. Happy Birthday!. Happy - Birthday!. What's up?. Happy Birthday to you!.
It feels like ice water down in my veins flowing like river full of heartache and pain. Losing that woman I'm payin' my dues just a hillbilly boy with the rock'n roll blues.
Come here, sit down I need to talk to you. Our love's on shaky ground I know you feel it too. Honey, talk to me, I can't read your mind. Our precious love is on the line.
Out on Highway 64. Sat a Mustang and a GTO. They were revvin' engines and talkin' trash. They'd run for titles, they'd run for cash. . All the way, all the way to that Hardin County line.
Everybody said Bobby was a little hard-headed.. If there ever was a book on love, Bobby never read it.. Suzy was a poor boy's dream in a high school sweater..
Every night without the light. Or brightly shining low. Silver trees and darkened leaves. Blot the sky above. . As the yellow moon to the darkest night.
You were gone and I was gone. And all of the flowers were dead and gone. And all of the things that I had. Were songs again. . Weaving the scent of the loss of your heart.
Hay tantos muertos. Y tantos malecones. Que el sol rojo partia. . Hay tantos muertos. Y tantas cabezas. Que golpean los buques. . Hay tantos muertos. Y tantas manos.
Yeah, this song right here is about a young man. Who's endured a lot of twists and turns in his life. 'Cause he always kept his head up, stayed focused.
Oh. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Doobey doobey doo. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh. . [Verse 1:]. How come lovin' the one you love sometimes can make ya mad?. Why's it feel like sometimes they ain't got your back?.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Doobey, doobey doo, yeah, yeah, oh. . How come lovin' the one you love sometimes can make you mad?. Why's it feel like sometimes they ain't got your back?.
I'll protect you, don't be scared. No matter what I will be there. I'll be gentle, I'll be light. These are the words you whispered in the night. . Here I am.
There's a taste in my mouth that I never had before. To be a cheater, defeater are things I won't ignore. Like a rat in a trap your head got in the way.
Honey wants possession of my heart. Wants to know the secret of my dreams. Doesn't understand by treachery. All I know I love him forever. Or until I find another boy.
Hey you, remember all you said when we were in love, so in love. Hey you, now your letters are falling off my bed, all of them. . Hey, I really have to say something to you.