So when my voice breaks. It's called interpertation. When i hold a note. It's cause i want to. Not cause i feel anything about you. So don't flatter yourself thinking that i love you.
Sweet sugar your love is so cool. You got me wicked confused. I wanna punch your lights out. When the lights go out. I'm helpless, Stupid, Turned on. I got one screw loose but i don't know witch one.
Joy to the world, the Lord is come!. Let earth receive her King;. Let every heart prepare Him room,. And heaven and nature sing,. And heaven and nature sing,.
Out here is the country there's magic in the air.. It's the middle of December there's excitement eveywhere. . Everyone's invited, the celebration's planned.
Dashing through the snow. In a one horse open sleigh. O'er the hills we go. Laughing all the way. Bells on bob tails ring. Making spirits bright. What fun it is to ride and sing.
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock. Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring. Snowing and blowing up bushels of fun. Now the jingle hop has begun.
Layin' back in my easy chair. Late last Christmas eve. Silent night, twinkling lights. Presents 'round the tree. I heard my little girl's two bare feet.
I took you to the place,. It was bigger than I thought,. We was actin together,. But we were blown apart,. . I said should I come in,. But you said no way,.
Joy to the World , the Lord is come!. Let earth receive her King;. Let every heart prepare Him room,. And Heaven and nature sing,. And Heaven and nature sing,.
For you I'm putting up a fight. And it's crazy how I'm thinking 'bout you all the time. Tatt' my name on you, show me that you really mine. Stevie Wonder 'bout you how they say that love is blind.
Those words we say. Then wish we could take away. And I know you'll find. I'm just one more thing you left behind. . Dreams of you. Leave me abused. I wake up all alone and I don't know what to do.
Pack up your old guitar cowboy roll up your old sleepin' bag. It's time you got to movin' cause your life is startin' to drag. You ain't leavin' nothin' but faces the same stars watch you at night.
Every time the end of the month. Finally rolls our way. We've got just enough money honey. To see that the bills get paid. . But this time we've got an extra hundred dollars.
Headed for Wyoming in 1882, a woman, a team and a wagon. Gonna make our dreams come true. Settled in the foothills of the big horn mountain slope. Life is sweet, we lived on the meat of the deer and the antelope.
When the rodeo was over. We're all go to the room. We're drink some beer, relax awhile. And sing some cowboy tunes. . That old guitar we passed around.
Gather round boys and a tale I will tell about Joade the rodeo clown. This happy feller keep the cowboys together after they hit the ground. He once was a fighter and a saddle bronc rider and all around hell of a hand.
White shirts and neckties the way that my check flies. Are part of what's wrong with my soul. Risin' expenses and all kinds of fences keep me from where I'd like to go.
your face, your style, your kiss, your smile. all the puzzle pieces i've been missing. no man alive could walk on by. won't even try it. 'cause there's no resisting you.
Sheriff come in the pool hall. With that look on his face. Have you seen Jack Blue around this place. He's a bad one him always breakin the law. If you see Jack Blue better give me a call.