Its all right to take me down. Between the hook and the line I took. Its all right to drag the lake. And find the things you love. . They wont wait in line to see me float.
well, I got myself a new car. of course it's 44 years old. it's currently not running. but it's worth its weight in gold. it's colored prim(er). but it's all min(er).
Would you leave me alone, my sweet Simone?. If I lay on my back down below on the track. Remember the night, how Id wade in the water. Be counting the stars and starting me over.
it's friday night, I've got a date. with this vegan girl Katee. you know I really like her style. smile, style. oh, I love you, Kate. but you've gone too far.
I take a look around. think of places I have been. there really aren't too many. I would like to see again. I've been to 30. 8 of 50 states. most of them I'd shut down.
Out in the backyard yesterday,. trimming the hedges while the neighbor's kids were in pool.. The power cord got a little close to water's edge,. and sent 10,000 volts down,.
every time i look at your face. it makes me want to taste it. makes me want to taste it. every time i look at your face, it makes me want to. rip my heart right out of me.
Okay, here's the story about my mom and dad. One was white. One was black. I bet you think you're glad. I'm a half breed, my skin is fair yet tan. I don't know what the hell I'm on.
Long ago just you and me. But you traded up to eat eat eat. Packing on those Kilograms. Aren't Kilograms just like pounds?. That keester is sure filling out.
I stood on the Atlantic Ocean. The wide Pacific shore. To the queen of the flowing mountains. To the southbell by the door. She's long and tall and handsome.
My name is Juanano de Castro. My father was a Spanish Grandee. But I won my wife in a card game. To hell with those lords o'er the sea. CHORUS:. Well the South Coast is wild coast and lonely.
I've been to wild Montana. I went there in a storm. My boots were Texas leather. My Levis wet and torn. I loved it in Montana. Loved it in the storm. I think I'm gonna cross that river.
On a long lonesome Journey I'm going. Oh darling, and please don't you cry. Though in shackles and chains they will take me. In prison to stay till I die.
Mother, the Queen of My Heart. SOURCE: Bob Pfeffer. SOURCE'S SOURCE: Arlo Guthrie. COMMENTS: A Jimmy Rodgers song. TEXT: (Capo up to D). C G7 C C7. I had a home down in Texas.
I'm growing tired of the big city lights. Tired of the glamour and tired of the sights. In all my dreams I am roaming once more. Back to my home on the old river shore.
I got a feelin' called the blues,. Since my baby said good-bye. Lawd I don't know what l'll do. All I do is sit and sigh. That last long day she said goodbye.
LOS ANGELES (Arlo Guthrie). Coming in from London from over the pole. Flying in a big airliner. Chickens flyin' everywhere around the plane. Could we ever feel much finer..
I don't need no diamond ring. I don't need no Cadillac car. Just want to drink my Ripple wine. Down in the Lightnin' Bar. Down in the Lightnin' Bar. Some people value fortune and fame.
I dream in the morning. That she brings me water. And I dream in evening. That she brings me wine. Just a poor man's daughter. From Puerto Penasco. Evangelina in old Mexico.
Riding on the City Of New Orleans. Illinois Central, Monday morning rail. Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders. Three Conductors; twenty-five sacks of mail.