She's like a shark in water. moving through the city.. She's looking for a boy. out to make a killing.. Wallet full of plastic. pocket full of money. .
Saddle up and ride your poney. sit around and you'll be lonely.. Saddle up and make the dust fly. sit around and you will just cry.. The first step is the longest when the wind is blowin' strongest..
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Let's get to bed early. Sneak out right before the sunrise. We don't need all the goodbyes. We won't be gone for long. Oh, baby, don't worry. I hid away a little money.
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Give me something to build upon. Something I can see. Something to build upon, Right here in front of me. . If I can't build it with my hands. Give me something that I can.
You don't need no intuition. All you need is a beating heart. Ain't no math you need to figure. Nothing here you can pick apart. . Does it feel good to you, baby?.
Yesterday's breakfast on the table. Pictures scattered on the ground. By my foot there's you and I laughing, yeah. You look so good in that wedding gown.
There ain't nothing that I won't do. Run across the ocean on my hands a time or two. Nothing at all could run me away. Me, my guitar and everything I got are here to stay.
She bought a ticket on a midnight train,. To a place she'd never leave again.. She blamed it on her daddy's sins,. I blamed it all on me.. . I was just a foolish boy,.
She'll never tell you that's she's lonely. She's never been the crying kind. She's gonna tell the truth. No matter what it does to you. She's got forever in her life.
Two hearts. Throwing off sparks. Young and in love with. Our freedom. Moonlight,. Those soft, southern nights. We were both ripe to fall.. . I was. Out on my own.
Two hearts. Throwing off sparks. Young and in love with. Our freedom. Moonlight,. Those soft, southern nights. We were both ripe to fall.. . I was. Out on my own.
In the Spring of Forty-seven,. So the story, it is told,. Old John Sutter went to the mill site. Found a piece of shining gold.. . Well, he took it to the city.
Every time we speak. Our words betray intentions. Insincere inventions. That never quite reach the heart. So we turn the other cheek. And gather our defenses.
Stood out in the rain. Let it soak me down. Before I called you... I called you.. Didn't see me there. Hidden by the rain. Beneath your window... But I saw you..
Broken clouds along the blue horizon. The sun is setting and the wind is dying down. Outward bound, there is music all around. Can you hear it, it's the song of the sea.
Here is a poem. That my lady sent down. Some morning while. I was away.. Wrote on the back of. A leaf that she found. Somewhere around Monterey.. . And here is the key.
Now the wind is still. In a moment it will be raging. Now my soul is young. In a moment it will be aging.. . And high above the pines. I wrote several lines.
Oh, he makes his life as a carpenter. He works his hands in wood. And he lives the way his granddad. Might have liked and understood. He goes to work each morning.