Come on skinny love just last the year,. Pour a little salt we were never here,. My my my, my my my, my-my-my my-my.... Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer..
Monday morning I was back at work. I asked my mother to give me some money. She said: Son look what youve done tonight!. Youre a hooligan and this is not very bright.
They say that lightning don't strike twice. I'm starting to doubt it. This is the third time I've seen you. The third time I'm about it. . Where I really wanna go is somewhere less crowded.
Here we go with Leeds United,. We're gonna give the boys a hand,. Stand up and sing for Leeds united,. They are the greatest in the land,. . na na na.
Manchester can rave about the Summerbee and Best,. Then there's Liverpool, and Arsenal, and spurs and all the rest.. But let us sing the praises of the lads we love the best,.
You say that somewhere over the rainbow,. There's a star that you've been wishin' on.. Well is the grass really that much greener,. Than here where you belong?.
I was waltzin' with my darlin' at the cattleman's ball.. Lost in the music and her charms.. I was glidin' around the dancefloor, she felt so good in my arms..
There's a place on the Yukon river, called the Carriboux Saloon.. Where the miners go, to spend their gold,. An' listen to the sad, sweet tune.. Feast their eyes' upon the beauty of the lovely Yukon Rose,.
Last night we rode our broncs in Seattle,. Me and Bill packed the car in the pourin' rain.. Witch and John were at the beer stand, gettin' sprung.. But we got 'em gathered and hit the road again..
I suppose, there's a better way to make a livin'. To make money so I could live in luxury. But the life behind a desk in a building. Would be like a prison sentence to me.
Last night you told her, you could never hold her.. 'Cause a cowboy's just gotta be free.. Her heart was breakin', yours was achin',. But you saddled up to follow your dreams..
Well the sun came up this mornin', my ain't it a beautiful day.. Heard that highway callin', time to be on our way.. Girl I never seen the sun shine brighter, I need you to be my rainbow.
On that fateful September morn, the Towers stood proud and tall. A symbol of our pride and strength, a symbol of us all. Then one September morning with explosions in the sky.
Ref: Roll river roll, roll river roll. Down through the valley, into my soul. . Down from New Hampshire, she rises and falls. Tides feeding wetlands, she feeds as she crawls.
Ain't it funny how an ole song can take you back in time,. Bring back the memories you thought you left behind.. The melodies they never change...just get better with time..
Headed for Wyoming, in 1882..A woman, a team, and a wagon.. Gonna make our dreams come true.. Settled in the foothills of the big horn mountain slope..
Ref: Roll river roll, roll river roll. Down through the valley, into my soul. . Down from New Hampshire, she rises and falls. Tides feeding wetlands, she feeds as she crawls.
Well a man can't spend his life in reflection,. Just thinkin' about the way things used to be.. So I'm gonna take myself a new direction,. And make myself some brand new memories..
This country's seen some hard times, lord knows she's deep in debt.. She's comin' through another depression and for some it ain't over yet.. We've all been divided, playin' our own selfish games..
The ole man stand by the lone chute, he sold his calves t'day.. He spits in the dust between his boots, as the semi pulls away.. The slick blue check in his grimy hands, shoves down in his coat..