I got that real good feel good stuff. Up under the seat of my big black jacked up truck. Rollin' on 35s. Pretty girl by my side. . You got that sun tan skirt and boots.
It wasn't when you walked out, wasn't when you said goodbye. It wasn't when I sat down and had myself a real good cry. Oh, it wasn't when I tore your picture from the frame.
Recitation. Now me and Harold this buddy of mine decided that we'd go fishin'. one time, so we drove to the lake with my brand new bass boat. I. brought the fishin' poles the pork and beans the saltine crackers.
Hello, everyone, this is your action news reporter with all the news. That is news across the nation, on the scene at the supermarket. There. Seems to have been some disturbance here. Pardon me, sir, did you see.
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest. Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. . "Avast there mates, ye're sailin'. With Long John Black Beard. Peg-Leg, Patch-Eye Hook.
Do you want your love life to bloom?. Do you lose your charm. When ya raise your arm?. . Then run out and buy some. Tear out and get some. Search around and find some.
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest. Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum. . "Avast there mates, ye're sailin'. With Long John Black Beard. Peg-Leg, Patch-Eye Hook.
Blue Cyclone, Oooh.... . Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back. And left me at home by myself to batch,. And after five straight nights of TV I was ready to scream..
Blue Cyclone, Oooh.... . Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back. And left me at home by myself to batch,. And after five straight nights of TV I was ready to scream..
Reporters on TV. Show protesters in the street. Someone burns a flag. To show just how they feel. Well I just can't believe my eyes. As they spit on the stars and stripes.
Brave the lonesome wind. Sail the cold deep water. Brave the lonesome wind. Sail the cold deep water. The wind will see them home. The sea will do no harm.
I am a tramp miner,. I've been for some time now. I live without light of the day. In the black underground that's where I'll be found. Biding my time away, Oh working my life away.
When you cross that river. The trees they will bow down. The sky will open up to you. And the lark will sing your song. When you cross that river. The path will follow you.
Fell in love with the tailor's daughter. I fell hard head over heels. She showed me to her mother's parlour. Then we walked up the tailor's stairs. We courted well, we courted easy.
(Jimmy Rankin). Fell in love with the tailor's daughter. I fell hard head over heels. She showed me to her mother's parlour. Then we walked up the tailor's stairs.
You say we need to talk like I don't know. You start speaking soft trying to break it to me slow. You say you think you need some time away from us. Baby let me beat you to the punch.
Yeah, this is your love song baby. This is the part where I must confess. You're looking good in that pretty dress. Consider this fair warning. It's getting kinda hard to say goodnight.
It didn't matter Tommy Jackson was running free. Cause the man he killed never mattered much to me. There's talk in our town about where Tommy might run.
I used to be crazy, yeah, they called me a fool. I guess I wasn't myself back when I wanted you. I see you comin' 'round again, that same lookin' your eye.