I?m gonna love you, like nobody?s loved you Come rain or come shine High as a mountain, deep as a river Come rain or come shine I guess when you met
I know you love me You know I love you too You know I always will No matter what you do Say you haven't got another lover Say you only want to make the
Football, baseball, basketball games Drinkin? bear, kickin? ass and takin? down names With the top down, get-a-round, shootin? the line Summer is here
Is love so fragile... And the heart so hollow Shatter with words... Impossible to follow You're saying I'm fragile...i try not to be I search only...for
Like every young man I had some things that I wanted to say Ere I could begin You know the world got in my way Oh Lilah, to sleep like a baby To open
The power of reason, the top of the heap We're the ones who can kill, kill baby The things we don't eat Sharper than a serpent's tongue Tighter than
Oh, it?s cold and lonely here Here in this telephone booth There?s three sides to every story, baby There's yours and there's mine and the cold, hard
Every day you pass her in the hall You just pretend that you don't see her at all You wanna tell her how much you care You wanna call her but you just
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They're pickin' up the prisoners and puttin' 'em in a pen And all she wants to do is dance, dance Rebels been rebels since I don't know when And all she
You were dreaming on a park bench 'Bout a broad highway somewhere When the music from the carillon Seemed to hurl your heart out there Past the scientific
Harry got up, dressed all in black Went down to the station And he never came back They found his clothing Scattered somewhere down the track And he won
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed Everybody knows the war is over Everybody knows the good guys lost
I used to work for harvester I used to use my hands I used to make the tractors and the Combines that plowed and harvested this great land Now I see
Maybe just a good nights sleep Would have changed your troubled mind From that rather permanent decision So tragic, so unkind Now pain is what you've
I watch you sleeping My weary heart rises up on wings I hear your laughter Something, deep down inside me sings Way down here in the land of cotton You
Baby picks off your plate, yours looks better And she throws hers on the floor Here in the home of the brave And the land of the free The first word that
The rains have come early, they say We're all gonna wash away Well, that's all right with me If Heaven's torrent can wash clean The arrogance that lies