You got to make up your mind between me and your cherry wine. You got to make up your mind between me and your cherry wine. If you don't give it up I know that I'm wastin' my time.
I feel the breeze on my face. Feel it warm like the kisses. That you kiss on my face. Can't replace what you give me. When we touch. It's too much such a rush.
Love is a rose it grows when you feed it. But just as we believed it. The thornswere tearing at the skin. A beautiful dream rudely awakened. But this heart is vacant.
I don't know if you can see. The changes that have come over me. In these last few days I've been afraid. That I might drift away. So I've been telling old stories singing songs.
(Luther S. Allison, 1995, Bad Love Music (BMI), Admin. By Eyeball Music). Watching you baby, watching you all the time. Watching you, watching you all the time.
Way back in my childhood,. I heard a story so true. 'bout a funny bunny stealing some food from a garden he knew.. . His mamma got worried.. She told the bunny one day..
I'd rather be buried way down in some cypress grove. I'd rather be buried way down in some cypress grove. To have me a woman that I can't control. . Your knee-bone gon' aching and your body sure getting cold.
The sidewalk coughed up weeds and cracks. A book, a magazine and a penny and a dime. Oh, and Carl looked behind him making sure the scene was empty. Breathed a sigh of bewilderment noting that it was.
Make a dent in the shovel, run the mud through a sieve. Paste your hopes on a windmill blade, plant it up on the hill. Pencil sharpened with a putty knife, pretty girl as a pretty nun.
baseball cap and flannel arms. dancing with a voodoo doll. sweat rolls down the old guitar. seeing things the way they are. a crooked look lay on his brow.
When we play our charade. We were like children posing. Playing at games, acting out names. Guessing the parts we played. . Oh, what a hit we made. We came on next to closing.
I'm never gonna drink again,. At least not with the finer men.. At a celebration,. Offering libations,. From the appellation,. I couldn't resist,. One little kiss..
(Lyle Lovett-Philippe Bergman/Lyle lovlett). c'est une chanson simple que je te donne. Aussi facile qu'elle est tendre. Tu sais ce sont parfois les mots trs simples.
D. Barbelivien/F. Bernheim. Avec le coeur mare basse. Avec un talon qui se casse. Avec des gestes maladroits. Et des sentiments bien moi. Avec des plages en promenade.
Barbelivien/Bernheim. Quand t'as laiss de ta jeunesse. Derrire les barreaux d'une prison. Parce que t'avais eu d'la tendresse. Pour une bagnole ou un blouson.
Close your eyes. Before you hurt someone. Close your eyes. Before you hurt someone. . You don't know all they do. (Could) cut a strong man in two. Such a dangerous blue.
Space and sound. Are jesting with me. Witness the way she agrees. Cubic instantly. Amazing creation. Speaking in crimson. She's a freshly created breeze.
Slick Talkin Ring wearin Business man,. Sittin cross the desk with a pen in his hand,. said sign here boy I promise you fortune and fame.. Well he gave me a dollar and he took my song,.
I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. I went to the crossroad, fell down on my knees. Asked the Lord above "have mercy, now save poor Bob, if you please".