Now everyone is goin' out but I'm stayin' in. You see, I gotta nurse my lonely heart. With the mini bar gin. . It's not that my baby is mad at me, no.
Within this box there is a gift. And with this cane I concentrate. And with these shoes I go flying. 'Til the demons all wake up and come to grips. . And I take my sins.
Methadonia. They weeble and they wobble. But they don't fall down. You see the fed has got their back. And they say, it's better than crack. Plus it keeps them mellow and passive.
Alive alive oh. alive alive ohh. Singing cockles and mussels. alive alive ohhh. . In Dublin's fair city. where the girls are so pretty. I once met a girl named sweet Molly Malone.
Oh if you've got a wingo, take her up to Ringo. Where the waxies sing-o all the day.. If you've had your fill of porter and you can't go any. Further.
When Eve was in the garden. Adam climbed an apple tree. He went aloft up to the top. To see what he could see. . He gazed in awe of what he saw. That made the poor man grieve.
As down the glen came McAlpine's men. With their shovels slung behind them. 'Twas in the pub they drank the sub. And up in the spike you'll find them.
Watching old friends. Do better things. Without any strings. Get you again. . Hmmn...........Hmmn.......... . People abroad. Say come make it yours. Do it to them.
Church bells go ringing for you and I. This bright sky is singing for you and I. All the land goes laughing into that glad goodbye. All the land goes laughing into that glad goodbye.
The only one with a party dress. That could fall in blue waves upon the floor. And step the country waltz that I'd seen her dance. On her front lawn of her house all alone.
God of warm words. And good things. God of change. God of broken chains. And rusty rails in sidings. . God of the saints. And nearly departed. Come down and love the living.
Spread you wings for New Orleans. Kentucky bluebird fly away. And take a. . Message to Michael, message to Michael. He sings each night in some cafe. In search to find wealth and fame.
I have come five thousand miles and tried to find the ways to b e happy. Travelled through the setting sun I hear those blue lights come I come gladly.
Sometimes in my life I get so discouraged. That struggles of life press me sore. Then down on my knees I call on my dear savior. For comfort though billows may roar.
Dailey and Vincent Music of the Mountains. The Original seems to be F#, but capo where ya want and pick outta C. (The first two lines of cords just keep repeatingI added the walk down from C to Am to break up the pickinIm not sure its in the tune)..
Listen to that rain a-fallin'. Can't you hear that lonesome sound. Oh, my poor old heart is breakin'. 'Cause my sweet love ain't around. . Memories come back to haunt me.
I saw her from a distance. As she walked up to the wall. In her hand she held some flowers. As her tears began to fall. . She took out a pen and paper.
Yeah. Uh, uh oh. Startin' to feel this. Startin' to feel it. . [Black Rob]. Yo, who these cats think they is takin' they biz that's round here?. Yo, dog, don't even go there.
K-hole at the Dalí. Seeing the unknown. Well it might have been a molly. 'Cause my mind's being blown. Take the escalator to the next floor. Such a strong sedater, now I can't find the door.
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!. . You're in the void. Got you feeling cold. With your voice. 'Cause it's your choice. I've got my poise. And he can bring the noise.