God knows how long she was waiting on the mountain. Staring at the river, watching all her dreams go by. Every single morning she sang of crystal fountains.
Grab your coat, honey, grab your hat. This train is leaving and it ain't comin' back. Don't need a ticket, can't you understand?. You're on your way to the Promised Land.
In the same breath you told me it was over. You said in time I'd feel like somebody new. And as you walk away I'm sure you wonder. What will I do my first night without you.
Put me in your holy war. I will lay my body down. I will lay my body down. I will run into the flames. . Put me in that holy warv We will do most anything.
It's too fast, it's too slow. It's too country, too rock and roll. It's too happy, to sad, to short or it's way too long. Yeah, and it's too bad they don't just.
Party Line - Cant wait to see you baby. Party Line - We'd be spendin so much time on the Party Line. Party Line - Cant wait to see ya baby. Party Line - We'd be spendin so much time on the Party Line.
Walking down a hardwood floor. I had this deja vu before. To watch and wait is only to go mad. Be careful how you move ahead. Wherever you may lay your head.
Verse. If they're going to make a shadow out of me,. Well I guess I'll be the shadow of that post oak tree.. In the forest by your house, where we used to meet.
(joe perry, charlie farren). Woah woah woah, waoh woah woah...ohh. Woah woah woah, waoh woah woah...ohh. . Comedy, tragedy....don't you know there's been a change in me? ...oh no.
When the sun went down on me I looked like million bucks. And I rode out of town in the back of a beat up pick up truck. But when I stopped moving. Got stuck in a rut.
I ain't been sleepin', I ain't been eatin'. I've been on pins and needles, waitin' by the phone. You better call me, you better call me. I've been on pins and needles, waitin' by the phone.
Well I ain't afraid of dying, it's the thought of being dead. I wanna go on being me once my eulogy's been read. Don't spread my ashes out to sea, don't lay me down to rest.
On Christmas morn' a son was born. No one knew he'd be the King of kings. A baby child so meek and mild. And through the ages, angel voices sing. . Praise and Alleluia to the Savior.
She took the keys, she took the car. Took my love and she broke my heart. Poor me, poor me. Poor me, another. . Down with the blues, age old infection.
Well I got my first truck, when I was three. Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees. Hauled marbles and rocks, and thought twice before. I hauled a Barbie Doll bed for the girl next door.
I wouldn't call it a breakup. I hate to say it out loud, but I was just dumb. I thought we had something special. Just last night, I used the word "love".
It began under the dictatorship of a dark lord. With the mindset of world supremacy set in years past. Our nation picked up the pieces of a slain giant.
We speak in the store. I'm a sensitive bore. You seem markedly more. And I'm oozing suprise. . But it's late in the day. And you're well on your way. What was golden went gray.