Wouldn't that be something. If I spread my wings and showed you I could fly away?. Wouldn't that be something. If I ask you to fly with me on some wild and windy day?.
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife. I been a workin' man dang near all my life. I'll be working long as my two hands are fit to use.
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife. But I've been workin' man, dang near all my life but I'll keep workin'. Long as my two hands are fit to use.
Warm red wine you know that place where you take me some times. Where my caress have wings and fly right off my shoulder. Where I leave my cares behind and for a while find peace of mind.
A day with no sleep, a night with no love. And life without you on my side. If I had to lay down without you on my side. Nightmares would throw both my eyes open wide.
Just outside these prison walls a hanging tree is waiting. Tomorrow I'll meet darkness as death will say hello. Darling put you lips to mine and tell me that you love.
With my ears I have heard the eagle call my name. He flew in from the night to talk to me. We talked about his freedom and he spoke with great concern.
Hey why am I drinkin'? 'Cause there's no really reason to quit. And why am I thinkin'? God knows I'm trying to forget. And why does that woman who stay on my mind night and day?.
Why me Lord, what have I ever done. To deserve even one. Of the pleasures I've known. Tell me Lord, what did I ever do. That was worth loving you. Or the kindness you've shown..
WHY SHOULD I BE LONELY. (Jimmie Rodgers - Estelle Lowell). « © '30 Peer International, BMI ». . Oh the moon light's so bright makes me lonely tonight.
WHO WILL BUY THE WINE. (Billy Mize). '59 Billy Mize Music. . Not so long ago you held our baby's bottle. But the one you're holding now's a different kind.
The old man paid no mind to color. 'Cause he knew that I'd been down and out. Old Joe said that I was a soul brother. From the things I'd been singin' about.
Who do I know in Dallas. Who can I call on the phone. Who do I know in Dallas. Who'll make me forget she's gone. . I can's spend the night without someone.
Look around you, look at your friends. They're still out there, but where have you been?. You better get busy, start calling them in. 'Cause they still love you, but where have you been?.
Once I stood in the night with my head bowed low in darkness as black as the sea. In my heart felt alone and I cried oh Lord don't hide your face from me.
White line fever, a sickness born. Down deep within my soul. White line fever, the years keep flyin' by. Like the highline poles. . The wrinkles in my forehead.
This is where dreams come to die. This is where dreams come to die. Then they fly back to heaven. But this is where dreams come to die. . They're fun when you dream them.
Now tell me where could I go but to the Lord. Living below in this old sinful world hardly a comfort can afford. Striving alone to face temptation sore where could I go but to the Lord.
Where does the good times go. Where does the river flow. Where does the north wind blow. Where does the good times go. . Lips that used to burn with love.
When the ceremony was over. A lad stood alone in tears. For he had just said goodbye. To the one he had loved through the years. He stood all alone with his head bowed down.