I've got a home in that rock, don't you see?. I've got a home in that rock, don't you see?. Between the earth and sky I thought I heard my Savior cry.
Wish I was in bowling greens. Sitting in my chair. When I'm around my pretty little gal. When I'm around my dear, when I'm around my dear. . Bowling Green, hey.
As I was out riding one morning for pleasure. I spied a young cowboy-a riding along. His hat was throw'd back and his spurs were jingling. And as he was riding he was singing this song.
We are almost down to the shore. . Peter, Peter on the sea. Drop your nets and follow me. We are almost down to the shore. . Fight on, fight on. Children don't turn back.
Me father was the keeper of the Eddystone Light. And corded a mermaid one fine night. From this union there came free. A porpoise and a porgy and the other was me.
There I sat on Buttermilk hill. Who can blame me, cry my fill. And every tear would turn a mill. Johnny has gone for a soldier. . I'll sell my rod, I'll sell my reel.
I was born in East Virginia. North Carolina, I did go. There I met the fairest maiden. Her name and age I did not know. . Her hair it was a light brown color.
Go tell Aunt Rhodie. Go tell Aunt Rhodie. Go tell Aunt Rhodie. That the old gray goose is dead. . The one she's been saving. The one she's been saving.
On a Monday I was arrested. On a Tuesday I was locked up in jail. On a Wednesday my trial was tested. On a Thursday nobody to give my bail. . Lord it's all, almost done, Lord it's all, almost done.
The cuckoo is a pretty bird, she sings as she flies. She brings us the tidings and tells us no lies. She feeds on the pretty flowers in the spring of the year.
Is it wrong or is it right?. Is it black or is it white?. What color is love?. . Is it here or is it there?. Is it really everywhere?. What color is love?.
Angels of the morning. Children of the dawn. Heaven bless and keep you. Help you carry on. . All the heart has hoped for. All that eyes can see. Meant for your salvation.
Like a ship without the ocean. Like a road without a wheel. Like a sun without the morning. People, that's the way I feel. . But I'll be going home in style.
I'm running up a fever. Like I've never known. I'm not new to a thrill. But I've never been this far gone. I'm going all in, all out. Without a doubt.
Thrown by the blow. Burned out by the heat. All down to the stories you've been spinning on me. Goes to show you never know. And you gave no clue that you knew.
You loosen your mouth. Your lips and your tongue. And go tripping over tales of a future. Where I don't belong. With every touch of treason. And every sleight of hand.
You loosen your mouth. Your lips and your tongue. And go tripping over tales of a future. Where I don't belong. With every touch of treason. And every sleight of hand.
I shiver & sigh. Every time you pass me by. You're the chill running down my spine. But I don't wanna know. What I'm missing. . I'm aching deep. You got me shaking like a leaf on a tree.
No amount of time. Is gonna ease these fears. That no mention of redemption. Has reached my ears. . Lord have mercy. On my soul. Nobody told me. I swear I didn't know.
You're a dirty deal maker. A real smooth shaker. Selling that charm to any old taker. No hurry, no worry. No witness to your business. No kindness to blindness,.