Don't let the sun catch you cryin',. Cryin' on my front door,. You done daddy dirty now. And honey he ain't gonna love you no more.. . And don't let the sun catch you cryin',.
(G. Frey/J.D. Souther/D. Henley/J. Browne). . Well the stage was set the sun was sinkin' low down. As they came to town to face another showdown. The lawmen cleared the people from the streets.
They were duelin', Doolin-Dalton. High or low, it was the same. Easy money and faithless women. Red-eye whiskey for the pain. Go down, Bill Dalton, it must be God's will,.
Dear Father. we dream. we dream. we dream. while we may. . Who are we to need. we need. we need. while we wait. while we wait. . Dear Father. we dream.
You need meat, go to the market. You need bread, try the bakery. If you need love, baby. Don't go no farther. Just come on home with me. . I got to love somebody.
Missed the Saturday dance. I heard they crowded the floor. It's awfully different without you. Don't get around much anymore. . I thought I'd visit the club.
Baby, I don't wanna a soul,. Hangin around my house when I'm not home.. Oh, I don't want a soul, baby,. Hangin' around my house when I'm not home.. I don't want you to open the door for nobody, woman,.
Darlin', darlin' you know I love you. I love you for myself. But you're gone, gone and left me for someone else. . I think of you, think of you every morning.
Stop my flight to fight. And die. And take a stand to change my life. So savage with red desperation. I clench my hands. You draw your claws. A hidden rage consumes my heart.
I listen for your footsteps coming up the drive. Listen for your footsteps but they don't arrive. Waiting for your knock, dear, on my old front door. I don't hear it, does it mean you don't love me anymore?.
Like a rolling stone. Like a rolling stone. Like a rolling stone. Like the FBI. And the CIA. And the BBC. B. B. King. And Doris Day. Matt Busby. Dig it.
I, a-hi-hi, a-hi-hi, dig a pony. Well, you can celebrate anything you want. Yes, you can celebrate anything you want. Ohh. I, a-hi-hi, a-hi-hi, do a roadhog.
Dear Prudence. Won't you come out to pla-a-ay?. Dear Prudence. Greet the brand new da-a-a-ay. The sun is up, the sky is blue. It's beautiful, and so are you.
Yeah.... . Lover, I'm on the street. Gonna go where the bright lights. And the big city meet. With a red guitar... on fire. Desire. . She's a candle burning in my room.
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Saw this girl walking down the street. I thought, oh yeah, she looks rather neat. I grabbed my chance and played my usual game. I tell you man, it can be a strain.
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Betty always knows. Betty always tells. She's laughing desperately. . She said it felt like a river inside her bones. When she went down to the well. .
There is this old woman, she lives down the road. You can often find her kneeling inside of her hole. And I often ask her "Are you looking for the mother lode?".
Got me a movie. I want you to know. Slicing up eyeballs. I want you to know. . Girlie so groovy. I want you to know. Don't know about you. But I am un chien andalusia.