You had plenty money, Nineteen-Twenty-Two. You let other women make a fool of you. Why don't you do right like some other men do?. Get out of here and get me some money too.
You invite me to a war party me no wanna go. Everybody seem to be inviting me. To a war party me no wanna go. Heard about the last one so thanks but-no thank you, you.
Do it, oh do it. Oh, do it, do it. Oh, do it. . Looking through the morning dew. At smoky mountains, nothing new. Lead me to the mountain tower. And we'll work until it's time to stop.
[Musica: Eddy Antonini e Roberto Potenti]. [Testi: Eddy Antonini]. . In the darkest night demons came to take me away.. Addicted to the pleasure, masters of our souls..
(Eddie Murphy). . Sun is gonna shine. Flowers gonna grow. Clouds will sprinkle showers. Rivers gonna flow. . Man ain't got the power. To kill nothing but himself.
They're not making the skies as blue this year. Wish you were here. As blue as they did when you were near. Wish you were here. . And the mornings don't seem as new.
Lord, put your hand to the handle of my hoe. Let me make another step, help me go another row. Even know I'm tired, got to try to make a dollar. For my wife and kids, living over in the holler.
If I could find the strenght I need to do the thing I should. I just walk on out that door be rid of you for good. But a man ain't always strong enough to tell himself that he's been wrong.
We don't dance the two-step anymore. All we need's a small part of the floor. The band can go on playing almost anything it wants. When you fall in love every thing's a waltz.
I stole her from Emmett Fry, and now what's done is done.. Like any man I'm afraid to die, but I'm hurt too bad to run.. I ran with her to Walker's Woods with him close on my heels;.
I am here, in silent fear. Waiting for you. No one can see, the hurt I feel. It pulls, it tears, my soul. Chorus:. You don't feel. You don't care. Your so wicked.
Wohin?. Es gibt kein Zurück mehr,. die Türen sind zu Und Du allein. Alle Würfel geworfen und die Entscheidung. ist schon gefallen. Mama ich muss gehen.
und versuche zu verstehen, wie es soweit kam,. da wir uns nicht mehr sehn.. Wir wollten zueinander halten, was auch passiert. doch nur dieses eine Mal hab ich's ignoriert..
Gegen Abend kam der Regen. Gegen Abend wurde es still. Er wird zum Morgen vertreten. Keiner mehr, der weiß, was er will. Mir geht's besser, als ich ausseh'.
Hab mich oft gefragt, wie das wohl ist. Wenn wir mal alleine sind. So ganz ohne Anstandsaugen. Und all deine Freunde. Jetzt wo es passiert ist. Ist es genauso, wie ich's mir immer gewnscht hab.
Words.... . My lips are moving and the sound is coming out. The words are audible but I have my doubts. That you realize what has been said. You look at me as if you're in a daze.
Autumn comes and the leaves turn brown. Ashes come and we all fall down. I wish I could find a way. To hold the day. Captive to the words you say. . You know that it's not easy.
Mr Ugandan man Ima, ima hunt you down. Got children killin and pilligin bodies hit the ground. Bodies, bodies hit the ground. Raped and taken from their house.
(words & music by Charles Tobias - Al Frisch). The wonderful world of Christmas. Is a wonderful world to behold. The wonderful world of Christmas. Was made for the young and the old.
written by Chris Eaton & Amy Grant. Tell me a secret. Tell me something I don't know. Pour me some coffee. I've got an hour before I go. Oh, in this life.