I had a baby named Jane. She could shake that thing. Said her Daddy used to hang. With Johnny Coltrane. . She sang a soul train. With her friend named Jen.
Jump Jim Crow, jump Jim Crow. How do you do, you walk so slow. Like a little red rooster with one trick leg. Looks like you the one laying the egg. I don't know when but it'll be real soon.
I've got ripped up jeans and rawhide boots. Stiletto heels and a thousand moods. Led home in my pickup. For somebody's stretch limo. . In the southern sun I've been known to faint.
Right from the start. You were a thief, you stole my heart. And I your willing victim. I let you see the parts of me, that weren't all that pretty. And with every touch you fixed them.
I would rip you all apart to take the pain you feel. And I would kill all my best friends to make this sweet. Dream real. I would make all your mistakes to try and understand.
I've got joy and it won't let me go. In the face of my trouble I see joy. I've got joy and it won't let me go. In the face of my trouble I see joy. . Moving thru the circle of life.
Written by: Michael Marton. . Hey, there you go. watching everybody. that you know. walk away. walk away. . Once in your life. you got to rise a little higher.
If I ever forget how sweet you are. I must've been knocked out pretty hard. Please wake me up if I do with this art. Cause only a fool would break your heart.
why do you want to go. I don't remember saying no. let's go with what we know. just because you said so. . Chorus. throw out the implications. the frustrations.
Mary, are you sleeping? Mary, I'm afraid. Mary, can I live up to the choice that God has made?. Jesus, can You tell me here upon my knee. What kind of father will I be?.
Lord you stood by me when I was troubled. You brought love like I've never known. You gave life to all my children. And lord you gave me reason to go on..
January, 1979 saw a terrible crash. And it couldn't help but laugh. My ear pressed against the past. Like a glass on the wall of a house in a photograph.
Sitting underneath the moonlight. Missing my baby tonight, this feeling's just not right. The last time we touched it's been so long. Her lovin' keeps me strong and I know that nothing's wrong.
There's a time and place for everything. There's a reason why, certain people meet. There's a destination for everyone. What's the explanation, when we're done?.
She stops for coffee every morning, grabs the paper. While she's yawning, wishing she was still in bed. And though her cup is always full, the 8 a.m. express.
Jenny wore black. jenny wore white - WHITE!. and jenny was real. but almost not quite. and jenny was here. she was almost inside. and jenny was real. but jenny was frightened by the way.
what he did to you, doesn't matter. put it in your past, cause you're with me. you seem insecure but you don't have to worry. 'cause i got no plans to leave.
Hey, yo uru, this Just Blaze, Bleek and Free right?. So I could get a hook or verse or sumthin'?. (Get outta here!). Stick to makin' beats, I stick to yo' moms, nigga.
He was born on the fourth day of July. So his parents called him Independence Day. He married a girl named Justice who gave birth to a son called Nation.
They call me Junior. I live here on this street. I earn two hundred dollars a week. I'd like to say. "Hey, thanks a lot.". I know I'm missin' something.