Tresor tu m'as beaucoup aime. . Il etait une fois un jeune noir de cite. Dans ses yeux pleins d'etoiles comme au cinema. Alors vint a son secour une si belle fee.
He said, I'm going to West Texas. They said, Hell, you've gone crazy. Ain't nothing out there but coyotes and Comanches. But he headed out anyway as far as he could.
Try and put your arms around the 100 year old tree. Climb up on a horse and let it run full speed. Take a look down at the world from 30,000 feet. On your next flight.
Tell 'em all I'm on vacation. Say I went to visit friends. That you ain't seen or heard. From me in quite a while. . When they ask you where I've been.
Every Friday afternoon, I hitch up the trailer. Saddle up ol' rock an' ice down the cooler. Drive that back road until it ends. At the Ropin' Pen. . There's rusted out pick-ups an' fancy rigs.
Woke up face down in a cheap motel. Had a King James Bible, a musty smell. An' a Jim Beam bottle layin' in the bed. With a lipstick note sayin'. I hope he ain't dead.
I just cracked the top on some Jim Beam I just bought. Took a big ol' swig an' I just set her down. It's a foolish thing to think, that you could kill the hurt with drink.
I have to come to terms. with the true definition of I. I have to re-evaluate. myself with myself. my own proof of worth. for nobody else. If the Truth be known.
This Land is your Land. this Land is my Land. from California. to the Boston Harbor. from the Redwood forest. to the Gulf stream waters. this Land was made for you and me.
The only real way is the highway. Paid my dues singing the blues. not gonna bitch about. the holes in my shoes. Play all night. work all day. travel around the country because I love to play.
The poet's voice lingers on. His words hang in the air. The ground you walk upon. Might as well not be there. Might as well not be there. I'll take you through my dreams.
Too late to find the reason. Too late to wonder why. Too soon to forget the question. Too soon to have to decide. . Just why. I'm still thinking about the times and places.
Yeehaw. Walking across this Texas desert with. the sun beating on his back. Carries a cross. these burning sands. without leaving a single track. Sing a song a six pack.
Taken up out of the world. Shaken up with just a word. Turned around so suddenly. I'm alive eternally. . Something invisible. Has become so beautiful.
Blue sky, white shore, cool ocean. Early morning sun on my face. I am from here, I belong here. My reward when I've run my race. . I've never seen it.
Who will feed the hungry if we don't?. There's people losing their lives 'cos we won't. If we believe but we still do not follow. Then maybe we don't believe.
When you hear the signal, it will be Tree63, exactly. . I am someone who got up again. I am someone unshakable. I have seen the earth spinning 'round.
I'm growing tired of a mouth shut tight. When all I want to do is. Tell the whole world about the man. Sitting at the right hand of the one in Heaven.
Started out in a half meet have none. To find a place where you don't know someone. And you say something kind but you don't say why. And the best you can find is a well placed lie.