Let me tell you a story 'bout a girl I knew. Fairest skin with eyes of blue. I swear to the Lord that I loved her true. It's a year now she's been gone.
(Words & music by Bennett - Tepper). I saw three shrimp in the water, two were old and gray. I swam a little bit closer and .. I heard the third one say.
By townes van zandt. . She came and she touched me. With hands made of heaven. Reflections sent spinnin'. Through a face laced in mist. Now I stand where she left me.
You're wakin' next to me. Tears splash across the sun. You whisper soft to me. That I ain't the only one. . To breathe your yellow hair. Caress your bosom fair.
When the bandits have stolen your jewelry and gone. And your crippled young gypsy, he's grown tall and strong. And your dead misconceptions have proven you wrong.
There's been something I've been trying. To see for sometime now. But I found myself rambling. Through all the wrong words. . I guess I'd known you so long.
It was over a hundred years ago in eighteen sixty-one. It was in the town of St. Louis that old Stagger Lee was born. Stagger Lee was a gambler and everybody knew his name.
Cornbread and beans. And those good old collard greens. Keep your skillet good and greasy all the time, time, time. Skillet good and greasy all the time.
When you look out your window and see her runnin away. You start addin things up, how you let her down. Now she's makin you pay, by runnin away. . It's just like some movie, one you've already seen.
My world turns from shadows to light. From blindness to sight. Sober to tight. . You're makin' me feel like a king and a pawn. When you're here and you're gone.
Well I'm a snaggle-tooth mama. Don't know no shoes. I got a tin-roof tan. With my cold crib daddy right by my side. We do the best that we can. . I live so far out down the country roads.
I got on the plane. cuz i was goin insane. And I took a little trip outta town. the plane it started shaking. my stomach started aching. and i thought that it was going down.
Space Baby, Space Baby. Send them off to Jupitar. all by themselves. . There's nothing left on earth to do. we polluted all our kisses too. miles and piles lie their wasted.
Thought I was made of stone. But I'm flesh and blood. Your leaving me unleashed a flood. A raging storm but I'm nearly in the clear. I'm almost over you.
I got a new boss today. He's all jerk and no play. He was on my back at 6 am. And rode me all day long. I take it on the chin. Makes him mad 'cause I just grin.
(Skip Ewing/Jame Dean Hicks). . Maybe this is. Where I should be. But all alone. In the middle of life. Doesn't feel right to me. I need something. to excite me.
It hits when I set the table or when I turn out the lights. And I don't hear a voice that whispers goodnight. It hits when I'm in the backyard and the summer sky smells like rain.
Por Dios santos, que no vuelvo a Texas, ni por la feria, Flaco.. . Voy ya cantar estos versos, aunque yo no soy de aqui,. yo soy puro Mejicano, soy de San Luis Potosí..
When Jesus saves the world. Where will you be?. Out on the lonesome plains of Texas. Or the shores of the Galilee. . When Jesus saves the world. Which He will surely do.
Standing in the spotlight. Listening to the crowd. Screaming for his insides. Wantin him to let it out. But can they handle what they want?. Can they handle what they get?.