By the sea by the sea. In a Point Judith diary I. Found many rocks all pretty colors. I found waves that split the sound. Of a silent summer's day. And oh the smell it is so clean.
Yeah, here we go. . Boy, you thought I had it really bad for you. But you had it made when you made me choose. Now you're stuck at home all alone. With the nine to five.
I shouldn't feel so sad. It was all I had. I should be glad. Coming into Atlanta. Big wheels turning. Talk about negroes. Talk about the fruit. Georgia peaches.
I like to hold your hand up high on the Ferris wheel. And how front porch swingin' with you makes me feel. Yeah, but when you pull up in your big ol' truck.
She picked me from the crowd. She told her girlfriends about it. They told me she liked me. And asked me if I liked her. I said that I did. Somebody asked her to dance.
Long summer days tucked in a box. Smell of rain on the sidewalk. Feel of the fall in the air. I love these drives to nowhere. . Singing la da, la da. La da da da da.
Third of September, gonna be late. Beat up Camaro, that smile on his face. In my driveway, class'll have to wait. Let's take a drive. . Zero to sixty down innocence road.
I thought I told you. Not to be so nice. I thought I'd hold you. Just once or twice. But you stayed around. All this time. If I didn't go. You'd probably have changed.
You say my name. Like a secret no one knows. How strange the way. Two can share one soul. . I'm never gonna let you go. I'm never gonna let you walk away.
Y'all ready for this? I don't think so. Make your merry go round. . It's about time that we got this party started. Here come the girls, roll out the red carpet.
The days were all the same, whirling. The nights were off shades. Standing picturesque. She stood and sat, moving her body. Clothed, dangling. It was all there was.
She don't like riding on the back of your motorbike. She made you sell it. And she thinks football games are just a waste of time. She's just jealous.
Just drifting down. A morning town. With stacks (slats?) of wood. And chicken wire. Took poaching egg. A wedding cake. Passed by the way. I heard it say.
Just because I don't have a diamond ring. Doesn't mean I'm gonna be your dirty fling. I'm just a-dancing with my girls on a Friday night. Don't even buying me a drink to have a good old time.
These days everybody's chasin' money. But I say you got nothin' if you ain't happy. Everything I own's in a suitcase in my hand, yeah. I've learned how to live by livin' right where I land.
You know evil, know it well. The tree gave up its fruit at once. Ah! My hand it burns. Scarred with these prints. They will live when I die, that is a fact.
Thou art God, all the evidence I ever need. Never shake my faith, I know, I know what it means. No books, no magic words, we don't need a ritual. Absolute truth, it's so personal.
I know I don't have much to say. Mmmmmm I don't have much to show. But I'm waiting. I'm waiting. I don't have much to show. But I know, I know you. You're waiting too.
Yes the ghost of Christmas yet to come. Has left his mark on everyone. Though the winter's looming dark and near. There's time to see while spring's still here.
For today I'll smoke a cigar. For today I'll play your guitar. For today I'll be real nice. For today I'll cut you thrice. For today I'll cup your eyes.