She walks into Smokey's one hip at a time. Like a broken field runner slippin' through the line. He likes the way she looks so he calls the little wife says.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas let your heart be light. From now on our troubles will be out of sight. Have yourself a merry little Christmas make the Yule-tide gay.
Oh morning shadows,. You were unspent,. Its time you said.... Or is it time you win,. I tried so hard to leave you,. I tried to sleep,. Thee hours you keep, oh lord, I wish I could escape, this iron veil..
I can't get richI can't make a living. But I sure do something for the neighborhood women. I wake up every morning with a knocking at my door. You can't keep 'em waiting when they're yelling for more.
Let me show you where I stop today. Had my doubts, packed my clothes, I was on my way. Right here on this spot was as far as I got. And I couldn't make it from here on out.
To Be WIth You. One hour each lonley day?. WIll there be no end. I need you so. I want you more than you know. . When I'mm alone. I feel the touch of your lips.
I'm runnin' this shovel way down in a ditch. When you're down in a ditch it's a son of a gun. Any fool knows you'll never get rich. When you're down in a ditch in the Tennessee sun.
We're gather in this room today to say our last goodbyes. Friends and kinfolks stayed away, it's down to you and I. It's just a simple service and much too late to say.
Woke up this morning all alone. I turned over and you were gone. Pulled the shade and looked down the drive. And you were gone in my 65. All that's left in the 'fridgerator.
I ain't never hauled hay in the trunk of my car. But I drunk a little shine from a mason jar. I know how to work and how to have fun. I'm a good-timin', blue-collar, son-of-a-gun.
He plays guitar at a hotel bar. For out-of-towners and business men. He struts and sings to his drum machine. But he won't make it big at the Holiday Inn.
Well, the whole thing started at the dawn of man. He was sittin' on a rock with a club in his hand. The very first time he laid eyes on her. She was dressed to kill in a saber-tooth fur.
Sabararabaraba bao. Sabararabaraba bao. . La primera noche que te vi. yo sabia que eras para mi. jamas otros besos prefer. porque siempre estas en mi.
Taka Takata . . .. J'entends mon cceur qui bat. Taka Takata . . .. Au rythme de ses pas.. . La sangria coulait. A la feria de Tolede. La fille qui dansait.
The siren on the street outside, didn't even turn your head. It couldn't cut the silence between us in this bed. You're staring at your wall and I'm staring at mine.
I am so lonely, it is true. and all because of you,. you went away, a faithful way,. now my whole world is blue.. It seems that I. was just another fool,.
Alone before your mirror. You're feeling sad. And you don't know why. You'd like to chase the blues away. But you can just stand there and sigh.... . If melancholy is your name.
I could barely breathe when you told me goodbye. Thought my knees would go as you walked down the drive. It was I could do to hold back the tears. I whispered "I love you" guess you didn't hear.
Listen to our theory of this crazy fad. And we hope our story won't be sad. . So if you want to mambo feel the Cuban beat. Just let the rhythm guide you with your feet.
Weißt du noch. wie es war voriges Jahr im Septemberwind?. Nie war ich so glücklich wie an diesem Morgen am Strand.. Es war herbst - und hier im alten Indianerland.