My mama and daddy. Were celebrating their anniversary. In all their years together. I'd never seen them disagree.. . I said mama what's your secret. Daddy tell me the truth.
I'll write myself a simple song. Get the whole world to sing along. I'll call it a love song for you. . And who knows. I'm liable to take a song from the Bible.
Life is like a mountain railway. With an engineer that's brave. We must make the run successful. From the cradle to the grave. Watch for curves and hills and valleys.
Life is like a mountain railroad. With an engineer that's brave. We must make the run successful. From the cradle to the grave. . Watch the curves, the fills, and tunnels.
Lie a little before you break my heart. I know what's going through your mind you planned to leave our love behind. You're wondering how to break the news to me.
Hello Mrs Johnson you self righteous woman. Sunday School teacher what brings you out slummin'. Do you reckon the preacher would approve where you are.
I was sinking deep in sin, far from that peaceful shore. Very deeply stained within, sinking to rise no more. But the Master of the sea, heard my despairing cry.
At first when I was young and small I've thought that life was made of. All the little things the day by day things peanut butter children's playthings.
Life is like a mountain railroad with an engineer that's brave. We must make the run successful from the cradle to the grave. Watch the curves that fills the tunnels never falter never quail.
I know what's going through your mind you planned to leave my love behind. You're wondering how to break the news to me. I hate to see you worry so I love you but I'll let you go.
Life is like a mountain railroad with an engineer so brave. We must make the run successful from the cradle to the grave. Watch the curves the hills the tunnels, never falter, never fail.