He's the King of kings. . I stood upon a lonely mountain side. When suddenly a vision came to me. I saw Golgota's Hill where Jesus died. To give men hope for immortality.
Ridin' down the road in her oldsmobile. Tappin on the floorboard bangin' on the wheel. Punchin' every button on the radio. But everything's too slow. .
Here you come rolling off the highway. With a smile and a wave. And you put your arms around me. Like you left here yesterday. The last time you flew I said we were through.
Sweet Leilani, heavenly flower. Nature fashioned roses kissed with dew. And then she placed them in a flower. And that was the start of you. Sweet Leilani, heavenly flower.
Just another night and day. Then I'll see Kingston Bay. And when I see Kingston Bay. I'll see my Kingston woman. I'll see my Kingston girl. . I work on boat that sails the sea.
Well I've just been thinkin' things over. My heart is flowing with tears. My life just don't seem worth livin'. And it's been this way for years. . My skies have all turned to gray now.
Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standin' by the door. He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store. Kaw-Liga too stubborn to ever let it show.
Wherever the trail may wind wherever the mountains climb. That's where you'll find me I'm kin to the wind. Wherever the trail may go wherever the tumbleweeds grow.
(Kinda halfway feel that you and I are through). Here I am and I'm alone and feeling lonely. Bothered by the thought that someone's holding you. Disappointed and I'm wanting your kiss only.
This is the night of love. The shining of our love, Kalua. Her song is in the air. Her lips are waiting there. Who will be Kalua's only love. (who will her lover be).
The sky is turning and longing for something far away. The moon's a tear drop, see slowly as it falls away. Miles running down a face,. Everything's bound to change,.
Beneath the blue Organ Mountains. Beneath the sky and the stars. Far from the road and trail, I hear you sigh. I hear you sigh, I hear you sigh. . In the skin, in the skin where memory begins.
When I was very young, Dad would take me out to play.. Frolic and discuss the coming days.. When I would go out on my own for all the world to see.. This is what my Dad would always say..
She pulled out of Mobile in the pouring rain. Moving through the darkness like a hurricane. From southern New Port waters to the Cumberland so green. Through the gloom of Nashville and all points in between. Pounding out a rhythm making up lost time, Heading for that bluegrass state of mine..
Remember that 65 Mustang. That I bought in 74. I used to like to take you driving. And get lost on those old dirt roads. We'd pull off on the side. And then I'd hold you tight.
Keep in mind. As you head out in that cold. Don't forget to take your coat. TV's sayin snow. Keep in mind. That old car of yours. Ain't no good on slippery roads.
Well when I was a young man and never been kissed. I got to thinkin' it over how much I'd missed. So I got me a girl and I kissed her and then. And then oh Lordy well I kissed her again.
(Close your eyes close your eyes in sleep). Skeeters am a hummin' on honeysuckle vine sleep Kentucky babe. Sandman am a comin' to this little boy of mine sleep Kentucky babe.
We were waltzin' that night in Kentucky. By that beautiful harvest moon. And I was a boy that was lucky. But it all ended too soon. As I sit here alone in the moonlight.
Trailers for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes. Ah, but two hours of pushin' broom buys an eight by twelve four-bit room.