Vanities are only charity. And she makes donations at the Tiffany's. Life is hard without a credit card. To get by, get by. . She sold her dreams for security.
Never understood how she could. Mean so little to so many. Why does she mean everything to me?. . Is it worth the pain with no one to blame?. For all of my insecurities.
All we shared was a mattress and a lie and an address. Baby, I don't need you, well baby, I don't need you. Once occupied by a Goddess, now it's a room full of boxes.
Let there be light, oh yeah, divide heaven tonight. Oh, open my sight, oh yeah, yes pump it on home tonight. I see hearts are breaking, I feel tears falling, oh yeah.
The first[last? ] lot make a few mistakes. They didn't die young, they got big waists. We got let down at the back of earls court. [+and? ] we sware that night we'd never get caught.
Ridin' my life, like a run-a-way train. Moving from one track to that. Howlin', cryin', screamin' at the moon. Only my voice came back. Only the echo came back.
I'm out of control. I think I'm goin' crazy. I'm out of my mind. You can see it in my eyes. . I'm lookin' for love. In all of your faces. I'm lookin' for love.
If the world keeps turnin'. And my mind keeps burnin'. Can you feel the passion?. Can I make it happen once again?. . Now I'm running. In times that are frightening.
I don't care if it rains or freezes. Long as I got my plastic Jesus. Ridin' on the dashboard of my car. . Through my trials and tribulations. And my travels through the nation.
A sixteen hundred packed with angry young men. Came burning down mainstreet. I touched the epiphone that hung on my hip. It knew the sound of my heartbeat.
So you're walkin' with your girls. You're walkin' with your guys. I can see my reflection. In the glass over your eyes. When you're lookin' at the skies.
Now, come and bathe my forehead, mother. For I'm growing very weak. Let one drop of water, mother. Fall upon my burning cheek. . Go and tell my little playmates.
As I travel down life's pathway. Knowing not what the years may hold. As I ponder hopes grow fonder. Precious memories flood my soul. . Precious Memories how they linger.
Pretty blue world, spinning in space. It's been that way since the first tear rolled down Adam's face. Man we get beat up, time's taken more than its toll.
Poor White Folks [Instrumental]. . Uncle Pen Album. By Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys. . The entire album is 'Instrumental'. These include tracks:. 1. Jenny Lynn (Monroe).
For your poison love has stained the life blood in my heart and soul dear. And I know my life will never be the same. For my pleading has all been in vain for you and you alone dear.
Plant some flowers by my graveside. Just a little bunch of them. Makes no difference what they are, dear. Since your hand has planted them. . Darlin', when you pass the graveside.
I got a pig at home in a pen. Corn to feed him on. All I need's a pretty little girl. To feed I'm when I'm gone. . Going up on a mountain. To sow a little cane.