I'm gonna tell my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green. And whip-smart as the English Channel's wide. And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money in his mattress.
But don't worry, mom, I met him in a restaurant. And all this time I've been getting to know him. He's got an ex-wife in pasadena. And sometimes she's a mess to deal with.
I can't remember the last time that I felt good for more than a. week. I mean really good for more than a month. . Makes you wanna feel. Makes you wanna cry.
All the people we all know. Are wasted away on a holiday. Everywhere these people go. They're wasted away. There's nothing to borrow. Wasted today, they're wasted tomorrow.
The last time I spoke to my aunt before she died. She was describing to me this incredible owl. That was sitting in a tree. It meant nothing to me. But it means a lot more now.
(White Bird Of Texas). The last time I spoke to my aunt before she died. She was describing to me this incredible owl. That was sitting in a tree. It meant nothing to me.
This goes out to Mike,. and all the bad girls. Shake it down, shake it down,. That's right, come on babe. . I like the bad girls,. like to see them swing.
This is the moment. We'll remember. Every day for the rest of our lives. . Time may rush us. Hurt or love us. But on this day we have arrived. . It's been a long time coming.
Where did the time go?. When we were young?. Laughing dancing. Soaking up the sun. Never thinking what was to come. It never crossed our minds. Oh, We were so much in love.
Okay, this guy walks into a bar. No, I'm just, I'm just fucking with you, I'm kidding. No, there's this, this young bull and this old bull. And they're standing on top of a hill.
Creations contrast exploited to hate. Misleading account used to discriminate. Exposed in the assembly not concealed by deception. Viewing all humanity without distinction.
Not a mere perception, an acquaintance. Conscious of sin, access to repentance. Acquitted through faith by justification. God through Christ brings reconciliation.
Watching the tidals that wash to the shore - I never forget. Into these silent waves of all times - eternally. How long may this remain. Peace to the land.
Why'd you tell me,. You were with her last night, why?. Baby you should have been,. Here with me last night, why baby?. Why was there 20 dollars,. Out of my purse missing tell me why?.
No diamonds would be bought by this man. If I took a lucky strike and hit the jackpot. Would I rot in hell or prosper cottontail the offer. Or just plot to tell the officer.
I know where the music came from, I not a lame, dumb, dumb. Origin is respected but still we choose to come. Original down from my talk to my walkin'.
hey boy take a look at me. straight through the eyes. where you can see my reality. it's not hard for you to realize. that you were the one I wanted. but you killed me inside.
Her little eyes looked up to the evening sky. As twilight spread across her sweet face she wondered why. She turned to me to ask who made it so. So sure that I would know.
When you call my name from wherever you are. I will find my way back to your home town. I will send a prayer to wherever youve gone. Take us all the way to where we started from.