From the old sod to the new land. We came over by the score. We cut the ties said goodbye. And closed the old world door. We settled on our praries. In your cities and your towns.
I'm not worried, it's a 1, 000, 000 miles away. yeah i saw the news it happens every day. some cronkite look-a-like. numb from what he's reading. wake me up! wake me up!.
Oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no. . Mr. Jones has a little problem. If I had eyes, I'd see that it was me. He's the size of a man with the potential of a boy.
I was tired of being put right down. By myself for not being what you thought. You had found pulled hard in two directions. By a desire to learn and my old affections.
i can strum a little, i can hold a chord. this ain't the gospel and i ain't the lord. i'm no holy roller, but for what it's worth. my freedom's a train ride to heaven on earth.
You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best. I've been gone for a month, I've been drunk since I left. These so-called vacations will soon be my death.
The angel watching over me. Was needed someplace else. Kicked out the feet from under me. And watched me fall to earth. . I learned a thing or two, you know it.
You with the jaundiced eyes, drunk on your own reflection. Propped up wiht desks and flags, 8 chairs short of. Perfection. Lines drawn here, there and everywhere.
(Kelly/Mann). . It's here where I feel it. . Funny how it's, funny how it's here. . Where I feel it. . Funny how it's, funny how it's here.. . Related.