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If I were a blue bird, I'd sing all day. I'd sit on the shoulders of people in pain. I'd sing a tune for the lonely and sad. Just to remind them that life aint so bad.
I've got this. I've got that. I've got butterflies. Up in my hat. . Why won't you let me go?. . So many songs. So many nights. So many attempts. Still I don't feel right.
Oh, Ive been here before. & I know whats behind your door. & I know Ill be alright. But I want to be with you tonight. . I know some stories they do get old.
Let's say were sorry,. Before it's too late,. Give forgiveness a chance. Turn the anger into water. Let it slip through our hands. . We all bleed red,.
I grew up in the scantling yards of Wheeling, West Virginia. A wheelhouse cub looking for an open door. In the packet ways a Sweeney wed the keel of my Bonita.
I dont feel like talkin tonight. Dirty glances outta sight. Ill keep it all inside of me. But it dont take a lot to see. B-U-M-D Im bummed. B-U-M-D Im bummed.
Theres a boy in every city. In every town I go. And boy is he so pretty. Theres more pretty boys I know. Further down the road. The further that you go.
I just wanna I just wanna be your brother. You just wanna be my boyfriend. I just wanna run and play in the dirt with you. You just wanna stick it in.
You can buy me the best, say you love me like the rest,. But don't think I'm gonna buy the words you say.. You can tell me your sweet lies, with those pretty big blue eyes,.
One, two, three, four. . Her blue eyes are turning green. Mine have always been that way. Her soft kisses are hard goodbye. Been knocked out since yesterday.
Sometimes I wish I were more mysterious. Hair in my face and short conversation. I got a friend who speaks, but doesn't talk. And I can play the part alright but I didn't make it up.
You laughed and called me lucky. For having you around. And you stepped up to the bar. And stated swaying. . The crowd all sang of failures. We drank another round.
Well, I followed my feet all across this land. A tune in my heart and a bottle in my hand. From the cold, cold East to the woods out West. Ain't no home, just lucky I guess.
We were sitting in our backyard,. Waiting for the stars to show.. But the city lights shine too far. On and on the grey skies glow.. . Took my bike out on Harbord Street,.
Cypress Grove. Thats where Im heading. Its way down Lexington. By the corner bar. . I get off work. Around eleven. Im sure theyll let you in. If you come in style.
The honeymoon is over. The honeymoon is over. Back in the dance halls again. Back in the dance halls again. . The kids are all so violent. The kids are all so violent.
Where she walks no flowers bloom. He's the one I see right through. She's the absinthe on my lips. A splinter in my fingertips. . Chorus. But who could do without you?.
Ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh. . I'm a dead man walking here. That's the least of all my fears. Ooh, underneath the water. . It's not Alabama clay. Gives my trembling hands away.