all they do is just pray. and they cry every day. all they do is just pray. and they sigh more and more. . every day my people going to the church. and the living seems worst and worst.
Chorus: 1. Holy! Holy! Holy Lord!. Guide me! Guide me! Guide me Lord!. I wanna be Your instrument of peace dear Lord. To the end, to the very end of my walk.
Tonto Corazon,. Ya no me causes mas dolor. Ya no seas necio corazon. Ya se olvido de nuestro amor.. . Tonto Corazon,. Ahora tendremos que llorar. Se termino aquella ilusion.
Me est sangrando el corazn Se derrumb... Con tu partida El tiempo ya se terminNo ava en mi Lo que queras Me parte el alma tu traicin Lamento ms T despedida Lloran mis ojos por tu adis Y la ilusin A que termina Sera que no supe sembrar en ti el amor y marchito.
So wouldn't you like to try?. You're so alive and unusual.. I really don't think you'd mind.. It's not too dear,. it's not too difficult.. . Think of this for awhile..
So the trouble got your tongue. and all you pulled it out together. Finally set things straight. sounds about right. . Being something. well I don't think so,.
And what am I too gone for you?. And when am I too gone?. And what am I too gone for you?. And when am I too gone?. . Wasn't I once on for you?. And what am I to say?.
Words, shallow words. and it all amounts to nothing. sounds, it just sounds, a little phony. . yeah, its true I was the leper. yeah, its true I was the lad.
Here's a man who can't take a joke.. He wails and battles and bawls.. Here's a man who lost his control.. And I can see, we all can see, that he'll never get that joke..
All alone, you sit by the hour. You're waiting for the sun to rise. In the night you sit by the fire. You're waiting for the will to fight. . But I won't see you there.
With a bottle in your hand. Try and quench the thirst of a drowning man. How do you stand?. On a pair of legs like rubber bands. You see you really are not free.
I heard you ring, so you'll be there with bells.. I know you know, this side of things so well.. I'm standing here, and waiting for an answer.. And still in awe....
Well, I raised in a sophisticated kind of style. Yeah, my taste in music and women drove my folks half wild. Mom and dad had a plan for me, it was debutantes and symphonies.
Toss a little bone to the working man. . Dear uncle Sam you got a lot to do. But I just want to have a little talk with you. You probably don't remember even who I am.
I got a boss with a crew cut breathing down my neck. He says he's gonna teach me about the word 'Respect'. And at the end of the day I'm barely alive.
I'm up and gone everyday at dawn. Just a workin' like a regular dog. To keep the woman and the water. And the lights and the phone turned on. . I've been sayin', "Yes sir" all day at work.
He had a Martin, I had a fender. We were thirteen years of age. Out back in the tool shed. We were searching for a sound. Every day all through that summer.
Well the boys and me, we're thick as thieves. We stick together just like glue. Yeah, we ride the range like the Dalton gang. And raise hell like a Pirate crew.
Every light in the house is on. I guess, waitin' on you and me. I know I told them midnight, now it's almost daylight. Could be losing more than sleep.
It was a hot Sunday mornin'. Middle of July. The choir was a singin'. 'Bout the sweet by and by. . Everybody was a swayin'. And sweatin' in the heat. We all bowed our heads down.