Lily was a little girl. Afraid of the big, wide world. She grew up within her castle walls. Now and then she tried to run. And then on the night with the setting sun. She went in the woods away. So
wall. And now my nights ain't quite so lonely. In fact I, I don't feel bad at all, I don't feel bad at all There always was a. Pictures of Lily, that they made my life so wonderful. Pictures of Lily
wall. And now my nights ain't quite so lonely. In fact I, I don't feel bad at all, I don't feel bad at all There always was a. Pictures of Lily, that they made my life so wonderful. Pictures of Lily
Showboat coming up the river. See her lanterns flicker in the gentle breeze. I can hear the crickets singing in the evening. Old Dixie Lily moving past the cypress trees My little boat she rocks
I grew up in Alabama in a valley I called home. And I learned to love sweet lily from the start. But I had to do my duty yes I had to do my part. But the thought of leaving really breaks my heart
(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. The Champs Elysee, Saint Michel,. and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine. in those Parisienne days. Looking back at the
(Gary Moore/Philip Lynott) I remember Paris in '49. The Champs Elysee, Saint Michel,. and old Beaujolais wine. And I recall that you were mine. in those Parisienne days. Looking back at the
fear. Over and over. And over and over. And over and over Marilyn moore It's always a headache the size of a tour truck. She's full of disorders, depends what you're used to. She's talking of
her lovely Molly O', the lily of the west. One day as I was walking down by a shady grove. I spied a lord of high degree conversing with my love. She sang her song delightfully while I was sore
