As I travel down life's pathway. Knowing not what the years may hold. As I ponder hopes grow fonder. Precious memories flood my soul. . Precious Memories how they linger.
Poor White Folks [Instrumental]. . Uncle Pen Album. By Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys. . The entire album is 'Instrumental'. These include tracks:. 1. Jenny Lynn (Monroe).
For your poison love has stained the life blood in my heart and soul dear. And I know my life will never be the same. For my pleading has all been in vain for you and you alone dear.
Plant some flowers by my graveside. Just a little bunch of them. Makes no difference what they are, dear. Since your hand has planted them. . Darlin', when you pass the graveside.
I got a pig at home in a pen. Corn to feed him on. All I need's a pretty little girl. To feed I'm when I'm gone. . Going up on a mountain. To sow a little cane.
Think of your fellow man lend him a helping hand. Put a little love in your heart. You see it's getting late please don't hesitate. Put a little love in your heart.
There was a time I really thought it did some good. To get down on my knees to you and I would. But baby now that's all changed today's a brand new day.
Mother dear come bathe my forehead. For I'm growing very weak. Mother let one drop of water. Fall upon my burning cheek. . I'm going away to leave you mother darling.
Panis angelicus. Fit panis hominum;. Dat panis coelicus. Figuris terminum:. O res mirabilis!. Manducat Dominum. Pauper, servus et humilis.. . Te trina Deitas,.
Its been cold here. So many days without sunshine its hanging on tight. This dark winter light. In like a lion. Out like a hunter preying on what little time.
Pointless drinking. Where does it end where to begin. Who are you friends, who are you foes. You'll never know as long as you go. . Pointless drinking.
Countin' stars was a waste of time. In the sultry heat of that August night. We both knew what was really on our minds. When we said let's take a ride.
The Wisteria vines were climbin'. Every sunset was a watercolor. Had the promise of a perfect summer. Blue eyed boy with a red TransAm. . We spent hours on his hood just laughing.
And I've lived a dozen lifetimes in twenty-some-odd years. Got no use for trouble, got no use for tears. Can't you see it's killing me, I'm old before my time.
Adrienne Young. . Pretty Ella Arkansas. Birthed 9 daughters and a son. She was a sure shot with a pistol. And here bare feet loved to run. There was raven hair and brown skin.
Poison. . Gonna take a long time to get over you. Loves poison addiction offers me no rescue. Gonna be a hard road back to where I started from. Cause you touched the deepest part of me and filled me.
Wake up in the morning in the moonlight grey. We got dirt to break, we got a note to pay. Gonna plow, plow to the end of the row. Wake up in the morning and plow to the end of the row.