Let's start with cowboys and campfires. Starlight and guitars. Sleeping underneath the Texas sky. Keep them doggies movin' on. From Santa Fe to San Antone.
If you want me, come and get me. You don't have a chance if you don't move now. I'm not waiting any longer. You know that I'm playing to win this time.
It's the twentieth century, it's picking up speed. Everyone's out for number one. Creatures of habit fashion and style. Not time for love, we're on the run.
Start out easy, take it slow. Once you get started you don't know where love will go. But you think you're ready for another time around. It's nothing you can't handle.
First time I felt the magic of her kiss. Was under a Carolina moon. Sweet Southern style. Tender but a little wild. For me no other love will ever do.
You find it hard to sleep at night. This thing keeps you awake. It's your life, it's your life. . Your name's in all the papers. But they're calling you a fake.
Some guys have all the luck. There's gold in everything they touch. But all of the work I've done. Never did amount too much. . I don't live what some call the good life.
Ready, set, go, man, go. I got a girl that I love so. . I'm ready. Ready, ready teddy, I'm ready. Ready, ready teddy, I'm ready. Ready, ready teddy, I'm ready-ready-ready to rock 'n' roll.
Once more around, he said, "I think it's time to go down". Come take a look, she's wearing the dawn like a gown. There's enough here for everyone. A lonely planet 'round a crowded sun.
Friday night at the ball game. Sitting down in the cold rain. Cheering for the wrong team. 'Cause we drank too much. . Mary Ann was something. We were all just nothings.
I was hangin' from the rafters. Lookin' through the window. Suddenly my ears were out in the street. Sirens were screaming from far away. All I can feel is the heat.
We all say that we don't care for money. Money takes a second place. Now I don't care, but it seems kind of funny. Me and the boys in a race. . And in between times, crossing county lines.
I'm here to tell you, it might sound strange. She's on a different groove. Her state of mind is subject to change. She's got an attitude. . She's cool.
ONE DAY. WRITER GRAHAM GOBLE. . One day, we'll leave behind all this madness, we'll learn to live without sadness, we'll get the things we all wanted, I say we'll learn to love each other one day. So now, pick up the pieces of your old ways, trade in your habits for a better day, stand up and fight for what you're feeling, you know we'll learn to live together one day. So many people in the world left dyin', everywhere you look there's another one cryin', and I'm believin' that one day when we've changed our ways. We will live to tell that one day we'll learn, to love each other one day. One day, we'll leave behind all this madness, we'll learn to live without sadness, we'll have the world we all wanted, I say we'll learn to love each other one day. One day, one day, one day ....
Used to be you and me, we had some understanding. Easily, we could see each other's point of view. But lately, I find we've shifted in time. Nothin' to say, just want no reins on me.
Gimme a river and a cypress tree. A day of good weather and I will be. As happy as a little green frog in the rain. Gimme a shell cracker on the line.
NO MORE TEARS. WRITER BEEB BIRTLES. . Sleeping through the night and being happy in the day, I don't want - no more tears, thinking 'bough those sleepless nights and whether I was wrong or right, don't want - no more tears, feeling sentimental never got me nowhere, holding on to trouble left me pulling at thin air, listen to me woman when I tell you I don't want - no more tears. We could never work it out, it really broke my heart, I don't want - no more tears, every word was second-hand, delivered by the middle man, don't want his ideas, all my friends and neighbors wanted to get involved, throwing me suggestions, trying to get the problem solved, listen to me woman I tell you I don't want. Bad dreams, in the middle of the night, I can't sleep for fear of losing sight, in my heart I still feel pain, whoa, whoa, and my pride has taken second place, 'cause I've tried to see you face to face, I don't mind this waiting game, it's all the same, I think I'll be moving on with my life. I'm feeling so much different now, I've mellowed with the years, I don't want - no more tears, I only hope for you to find this happiness, this peace of mind, don't want - no more tears, every now and then you find a place on my prayers, I have no regrets for what we had and what we shared, listen to me woman, I tell you I don't want - no more tears, no more tears, no more tears, no more tears, no more tears..
Ooh! My soul. . Baby baby, baby baby, baby. Don't you know my love is true?. Honey honey, honey honey, honey. Get up off of that money. . Love love, love love, love.
Calling all you hippies and outlaws. Calling all you suits and ties. Calling all you prayin' Madonnas. Who've got a little wild child trapped inside. .
MY OWN WAY HOME. WRITERS GLENN SHORROCK, BRIAN CADD. . The lights in my eyes they are starting to hurt me, I no longer need them to see where to go, you're showing me signs in too many directions, I'll find my own way home ... "I've got something fantastic I know you can use," said the five and dime prophet on the ten dollar news, he's asking me to share his vision while looking down at his shoes, how can I work out what he's saying, how will I know if he's telling the truth ? The lights in my eyes they are starting to hurt me, I no longer need them to see where to go, you're showing me signs in too many directions, I'll find my own way home ... For the secret of romance turn to page 94, then take of all the boxes and add up your score, radio heartbreak can save any marriage, and that's what "AM" is for, opinions of numbers don't add up to nothing, I've already done it - I've been there before ... The lights in my eyes they are starting to hurt me, I no longer need them to see where to go, you're showing me signs in too many directions, I'll find my own way home ... Oh, no, why can't they let things be, I'm outa here - that's enough for me. Woah, the lights in my eyes they are starting to hurt me, I no longer need them to see where to go, you're showing me signs in too many directions, I'll find my own way home ... The lights in my eyes they are starting to hurt me, I no longer need them to see where to go, you're showing me signs in too many directions, I'll find my own way home ... I'll find my own way home, I'll find my own way home, leave me alone I will find my own way home (repeat).