I left a woman waiting I met her sometime later She said, "I see your eyes are dead" "What happened to you, lover? What happened to you, my lover? What
I like to play my music and have good times I love to hear an old train rolling down the line I am into happy and I don't like sad I like to have women
There?s only one kind of woman I like, there?s only one kind of woman I like When she comes along I'm gonna love her for the rest of my life There?s only
So very hard, hard Sail on, you've got to believe In what you believe in Oh it's all waitin' for you babe I wonder where I go? I know only my heart
I was the fastest, the first one down the mountain Then all of the other lions, surrounded me like a fountain But, then one day they were gone like they
Five to nine Early Sunday morning around breakfast time I heard a sudden tapping at the kitchen door Oh, and there was more, well, it was you I saw No
How's it feel to be a woman How's it feel to be a man Are we really that different Tell me where you stand I look at you, you look away Why do you say
I left a woman waiting I met her sometime later She said, I see your eyes are dead What happened to you, lover? What happened to you, my lover? What happened
I was born in the Merrie City I've been trying to get out of it Nothing's changed since the 1950's I'm surprised all the time, what I find out There
Stranded alone on a sea of emotion You found me Your love was a light in the darkness That shone so profoundly Say that you?ll stay Do not be afraid,
What child is this who laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste
Your parting words still echo clear on the day you left me If you need me I'll be there, you said you'd always help me Now, l need you, l need you, l
Blue and green, red and white Broken hearts strung on Christmas lights Hanging up the mistletoe if you've got someone to kiss you, baby Don't let them
Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone Woman I love ain't much more than skin and bone If she ain't round the house - out of the door, daddy
Well, I?ve been out on the street since yesterday Been looking for the woman that got away A long-legged thing with a red dress on The kind of woman you
Had me a gal in Baton Rouge Called her Louisiana She gave me a little bit of olden dream And a key of marijuana She treat me right, Lord, Lord, Lord
I've got a woman, I love her, Lordy-Lord She cooks my breakfast on Sunday, just like my ma I hang my hat in her house, she don't charge a dime Love me