Hope, everybody needs hope. Some kind of peace of mind. That they can call their own. . And everybody needs love. Just a little trust, 'cause sometimes.
Tears on the phone, 'round midnight. You assume that I will be alone. She hurt you once, hurt you twice. You keep asking for my advice. . How many times you have to hear the truth.
Speak of the Devil. . Heaven sent an angel to me to save me from lifes misery. She seemed to fall right outta the sky. I caught her here in my arms. Well life was pretty peachy things were really keen.
early every morning up and out bed a thousand things runnin through my head thinkin bout all the stuff i gotta get done 8 to 5 then back home take out the trash mow the lawn i work and work sill ive seen no fun.
Sweet dreams of you every night I go through. Why can't I forget you and start my life anew. Instead of having sweet dreams about you. You don't love me it's plain I should know you'll never wear my name.
Dig this humm sure pick fine I'm a super sideman lemme tell you bout it boss. Now some call me chief and some call me stud some call me hoss but I'll tell you bud.
Well news're full of them super stars super roads and super cars. I reckon super's just a thing to be. And there's super markets and super bars and super men and super fly.
Here's the sunshine man. Here's the sunshine man. Here's the sunshine man. . I'm the sunshine man. You've got a problem, I've got a plan. When you need a helping hand.
Gonna get out my sycamore and shine up my shoes meet my baby and tell her the news. I bet my bundle on a swayback nag and I came home winner with a plenty o'swag.
Steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus.. Steal away, steal away home.. I ain't got long to stay here.. I was walkin in Savannah past a church decayed and dim.
I'm a walkin' southern bound down the highway. Cars and buses and the big trucks pass me by. I walk awhile then I thumb they must think I'm a bum. For no one will give this country boy a ride.
You're my soul song my everything-I-do song. My pick-me-up-when-I'm-blue song and that's why I sing all the time. You're my soul song and that's why I call you my solid-gold song.
She lays her head on my pillow every night she shares her dream the same dream as I. The two of us together loving and living she gives me something to believe in.
Somebody told Mary, Mary had to tell her friends. Jim got to work and he had to tell it over and over again. It's the hardest thing in town how the news must get around.
Six strings on this old guitar, I broke one, now there's five. But five's enough to play my love song and try to win her back. 'Cause the nights're cold and lonely since she's gone.
Show me a man who starts each new born day giving his thanks unto God. Show me a man who digs beneath the earth. Mining black gold yard by yard and that's hard.
Yeah I don't take no lip with this cannon on my hip. Let me tell you boy it ain't no toy. I wear a hat just like a mounty I'm the sheriff of Boone County.
She loves ever mornin' that the Lord gives her a rise. And that second cup of coffee that helps open up her eyes. She loves her home and children and the walkin's on TV.
The first time I kissed her she cried and said I bet I'll still love you after I die. When we were married she cried then too. And I could hardly hear through all her tears when she said I do.
You've seen the way she pushes me around. You've seen her built me up then tear me down. You've seen this much but haven't seen it all stick around and see Ruby fall.