So, you say you went to see a psychic. Lookin' for advice. They said when you go to sleep at night. Don't close both eyes. . Something's going on in your love life.
Put it into gear we've got a long way to go. You can play your Dylan. When we have to take it slow. And every time you lose your mind. From driving in your bed.
I used to make the fire. Now I'm running out of flame. The closer I get the more regrets. And I won't change everything. To have you back again. But I can't keep everything the same.
Do you remember when I was a baby. Did I cry, did I cry. I only remember the days I was laughing. When you sang me sweet lullabies. When you sand me sweet bye and bye.
They make no sounds,. They ring no bell. Leaving no traces,. They got no tales to tell. . They find no home,. They make no love. Casting no shadow while balancing above.
And he came by the way that he walked. And he came by the way that he walked. And he came by the way that he walked. And he came by the way that he walked.
Mention of the stars reduce us back,. They, about them, have time's things hanging;. We are around near the railroad track. Checking out the thundering..
I'm not the first guy who ever lost a girlfriend. But by the way I'm carrying on. You'd think I was you'd think I'd lost my mind. Since you've been gone.
Midnight fire loves sweet desire. Burning holes in the heart of the night. Once the flames are burning bright. There's no running from the light. Of the midnight fire.
Daddy always told me no you'll never grow that tree,. Said sit down in that chair right there and watch me and you'll see,. Despite my best efforts, no I haven't grown that tree,.
Busted flat in Baton Rouge. Waitin' for the train. Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down. Just before it rained. Rode us all the way to New Orleans.
Hands that are strong but wrinkled. Doing work that never gets done. Hair, that's lost some of the beauty. By too many hours in the sun. . Eyes, that show some disappointment.
All the Islands are sad cause you're leaving me. The Lord only knows just how lonesome I'll be. The days the nights we shared were so much fun. My darling my wonderful one.
Two drummers they were seated in a grand hotel one day. While dining they were chatting in a sort of joking way. There came a pretty waitress to bring the tray of food.
In this troubled world today. We're asked to lend a hand. Which I will, but first with me. Comes my own native land. Gladly will I help this world. And give all that I can.
My love is the valley the breeze as it sighs. My love is the mountains that reach to the sky. My love is the valley the rocks and the rills. My love is the prairie the low rollin' hills the rollin' hills.
When we're alone. And you're so near. The whole world. Seems to dissappear. And that makes. My happy heart sings. . The fragrance of. The flower there.
Out of the mist lips I have kissed call tenderly. Out of the west, hands I have pressed beckon to me. Over the sea waiting for me lonely and blue. Somebody sighs, somebody cries, I love you, I love you.
Evening shadows make me blue. When each weary day is through. How I long to be with you, my happiness. . Every day I reminisce. Dreaming of your tender kiss.
Nobody knew where he came from. They only knew he came in. Slowly he walked to the end of the bar. And he ordered up one slug of gin. . Well, I could see that he wasn't a large man.