When I was a boy on my daddys knee. thats when he said these words to me,. said listen to what I'm gonna tell you son,. and you can help the world go round..
What will you do when you get lonely. With nobody waitin' by your side?. You've been running and hiding much to long. You know it's just your foolish pride.
If you ever go back into Wooly Swamp son you better not go at night. There's things out there in the middle of them woods. That'd make a strong man die from fright.
We got some trouble in our own back yard.. Things are are kinda tough, times are kinda hard.. Got a lot of people livin' out in the street, people goin' hungry without nothin' to eat,.
At a quarter half to four. You came sneaking through the door. Ain't no time for a married woman to get home. In your suede cotton dress. With your lipstick all the mess.
[Chorus]. My baby plays me just like a fiddle. She knows I love her a lot not a little. I'm just a stick that she likes to whittle. I got a heart and she's in the middle of it.
All of my life I've been hearing that Jesus is coming back some day. For two thousand years the world's been waiting he just told us to watch and pray.
You may be down, you may be out. With nothing to be glad about. But you can stand right up and shout. 'Cause Jesus died for you. . You may think that you can't cope.
On a clear night, many many years ago. Two weary strangers moving slow. Were looking for a place to stay. But there was no place. Though they traveled many miles.
He wears a zoot suit with a reet pleat,. Drives a '36 Cord with a rumble seat.. He's a jitterbug; scare the letters off a highway sign.. He drinks beer and eats bennies.
Full moon rising cross the blue ridge mountains. It's just now starting to shine. It's about time. Yes, it's about time. Time to call up my baby and tell her that she's mine all mine.
It's my life, God was the one to give it. And I ain't gonna let nobody tell me how to live it. It's my song, right or wrong. You tag along or you can stay behind.
Oh, I know wanna sound weak. Is lookin' old and time to seek. While the hooker in the doorway. Leaves to turn another cheek. . And the jukebox in the Camberlay.
Lady it's just your style the way you close your eyes and smile. When I hold you close and kiss you. The way you touch my hand, you always seem to understand.
Just you and me and a little white pup. Sittin' here waiting for the sun to come up. To keep the chill away. . Drinkin' our coffee at the first crack of dawn.
He never had much but he saved enough. To buy a souped up Chevrolet. For years he drove them little dirt tracks. Tryin' to make himself a name. Until one night down in Gainesville.
Every time I hear a fiddle and it's cookin' just a little. Well it makes me want to jump up and run. And if he's sawing with some soul boogie woogie rock n' roll.
Judas Iscariot how did you feel as you watched them take him away. And you Simon Peter what did you think when you betrayed him at the break of day. Did your heart break down inside from the bitter tears you cried.
I was blinded by bright lights, lost in the darkness. And sin kept my life in a whirl. Lust, greed and money and sensual pleasures. Marked the boundaries of my narrow world.
We've Got Great Big Bunches Of Love. People What A Feeling. It Reaches Clear Up To The Ceiling. And Out Through The Roof. And That's The Truth. . And We've Got 44 Acres Of Sunshine.