I'd gladly walk across the desert with no shoes upon my feet. To share with you the last bite of bread I had to eat. I would swim out to save you in your sea of broken dreams.
(John Barlow Jarvis). . Long, long ago in a world dark and cold. Night so still winter's chill. One bright star was shining. On a bed made of hay in a manger he lay.
Everybody wants a little piece of my time. But still I put you at the end of the line. How it breaks my heart to cause you this pain. To see the tears you cry fallin' like rain.
I'd gladly walk across the desert with no shoes upon my feet. To share with you the last bite of bread I had to eat. I would swim out to save you in your sea of broken dreams.
Just one more day I ask. One chance to love you. I can see your face. Everywhere I go. It's in my soul. . No matter how it goes. God only knows. I get more than I deserve.
(Written by Vince Gill and John Barlow Jarvis). Everybody wants a little piece of my time. But still I put you at the end of the line. How it breaks my heart to cause you this pain.
The Earth is our mother just turning around. With her trees in the forest and roots underground. Our father above us who's sigh is the wind. Paint us a rainbow without any end.
It'll creep up on you like a kudzu vine. Even miles above the Mason-Dixon line. 'Til one day you're craving hominy grits. And scanning the jukebox for George Jones hits.
(Joe Henry/John Jarvis). . Earth is our mother. Just turning around. With her trees in the forest. And roots underground. Our father above us. Whose sigh is the wind.
I'd gladly walk across the desert. With no shoes upon my feet. To share with you the last bite. Of bread I had to eat. I'd would swim out to save you.
We would like for you to help us welcome a very distinguished speaker. He hails from the DPG. Would you please stand and welcome the one. The only OG Nate Dogg.
I'd gladly walk across the desert. with no shoes upon my feet. To share with you the last bite. of bread I had to eat. . I would swim out to save you.
I'm holding back a flood of tears. Just thinking 'bout those happy years. Like all the good times that are no more. My love is gone, gone, gone forever more.
I'd gladly walk across the desert with no shoes upon my feet. To share with you the last bite of bread I had to eat. I would swim out to save you in your sea of broken dreams.
Well, she's washed and polished and full of high octane. Ridin' with the top down, crusin' in the fast lane. Red hairs blowin' bright as a flame. Cadillac Red's her name.