CHORUS: Way down in the state of Florida Florida,. . Where the old Swannee River flows. . Where my sunshine is waiting for me. . Way down where the orange tree grows.
A man once said that the pinnacle of success. Is when you've finally lost interest. In money, compliments, and publicity. A noble enough idea, I suppose.
With the city closed for evening and the streets dressed up in rain,. My sweet man, do you have some place to get to?. . [Chorus]. Morning is my destination, see me through.
You could've been bitter, you could've hated him. You could've talked about the whiskey and the women. He could've done better but you loved him anyhow.
Misty. Ray Stevens. (Erroll Garner/Johnny Burke). . Covered many times, this song has had at least. four top 40 appearances, with one of the best-known.
Well when I was kid I'd take a trip. Every summer down to Mississippi. To visit my granny in her antebellum world. . I'd run barefooted all day long. Climbing trees free as a song.
The wicked king of clubs awoke. it was to his queen turned. his lips were laughing as they spoke. his eyes like bullets burned. the sun's upon a gambling day.
In the rush of the river and the roar of the crowd. You can't hear the silence calling. When it's merely a whisper of a cloud. In a crazy storm that pulls you on.
Oh, it's been such a long, long time. Looks like I get you off my mind. But I can't, just the thought of you. Turns my whole world a misty blue. . Just the mention of your name.
every time i run its always to her arms. its really not quite fair, cause she's just egging me on. know all i want to do is get lost in your eyes. just one minute with you babe makes everything alright.
If you see me talkin' to myself. I'm just missin' her again. If I seem a little lost, a little upset. I'm just missin' my best friend. . I thought I'd be over it by now.
It all blew up tonight. I was sure that you were wrong and I was right. I said I don't want to do this anymore. I turned away and started towards the door.
I've heard you secretly crying. You've seen me hit the wall. Over the years we've shared some tears. But moments made up for it all. . The moment we traded our rings and our souls.
I must be such a bore, you've got one eye on me, one eye fixed on the door. You can't resist its pull, so go ahead and bow to the inevitable. I still get my say, I've spent all day writing on your wall in a back-stab slash-cut scrawl, says, this ain't my number, and baby, don't call.
Mary. . Healing herself. Healing the world and me as well. We rarely see how far we shine. . She's digging in. Seeking her answers there within. Leaving a younger girl behind.
Mary, did you know. That your baby boy, would one day walk on water?. Mary, did you know. That your baby boy, would save our sons and daughters?. . Did you know.