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I vow that it's goodbye. I vow that it's goodbye and God bless. Why did we have to assume. We're exactly the same, oh no no. Talking about yourself, self, self I vow that it's goodbye to the old
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Dig down to the earth here outside. Lose my mind here any day now. Dont be sad, were only half way there. Oh no, thats what I call home You remember the hills we slithered down. Im not going
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Picture myself as a thin white child. Back to the day, I was born on. They slapped me into line as it crossed my mind. I've felt better, I've felt worse This is my life and it's all very well
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Burning questions we are told they've gone out. Time you learned your lesson we all know that. Tell me boys are you out there?. The flesh is weak and the mind slow By now, you could say there's a
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Song Will You Visit Me On Sundays? - Merle Haggard, The Strangers. Just outside these prison bars. The hanging tree is waitin'. At sunrise I'll meet darkness. And death will say hello . Darling
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I feel fine, don't wake me up yet. O the young and the old they get everything. And it's my turn And I'm here, I'm someone to know. I'm calling the tune but. But I'm losin' the words Laughingly
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Few true cares have I. As the world turns 'round. I was blind, but now I'm still blind. Too few cares have I As the world turns sour. I was blind, but now I'm still blind. I liked you for 24
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And she's walkin' on the edge of a knife. And she knows it's the death of her, Sarah. Sarah, you live and you learn, you're invisible And she's walkin' on the edge of a crowd. Late at night you
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One day. We'll find the time. To spend, together. Until then. My love If I had one wish. It wouldn't be hard to choose. Seven Sundays in a row. 'Cause that's the day that I spend with you
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Childhood living is easy to do. The things that you wanted, I bought them for you. Graceless lady, you know who I am. You know I can't let you slide through my hands Wild horses couldn't drag me
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People I know, places I go. Make me feel tongue-tied. I can see how people look down. They're on the inside. Here's where the story ends People I see, weary of me. Showing my good side. I can
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. Not sleepin' at all, never in the same bed. Undressed at the bar, engraved bench in the park. We'd watch them fly, Sundays Fly, birds 'round my head again. Laughed at the words you sent. I pushed
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Looking for an insult. There's a trickle in my head. Seeing it's worth. The effort I forgive myself Talks that we had. Talks that we had. Are becoming a blur. If only I could love my neighbor
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When people say it's sad. You know it can't be bad. And on any other day I'd be soul destroyed. But now I can't afford to listen to a word they say. And of all the times we had. Oh the ultimate
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getting the message?. I'm sick as a dog but I'll just say this. You're as sick as I am So what do you think about me?. What do you think about me?. Everyone around me. Is driving me mad Here I go along
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me. But I don't believe. In Sundays. And I don't believe. In anything at all. . I wanna touch you. For the things I'm losing. I wanna touch you. For my self-respect. Give me a reason. Or I
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Just outside these prison bars. The hanging tree is waitin'. At sunrise I'll meet darkness. And death will say hello Darling, touch your lips to mine. And tell me you love me. Promise me again
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bring me down. I've seen about enough to know where I belong I've got a mind to see the headlights shining. On that old white line between my heart and home. Sick of spendin' Sundays wishing they were
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bring me down. I've seen about enough to know where I belong I've got a mind to see the headlights shining. On that old white line between my heart and home. Sick of spendin' Sundays wishing they were
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. Sick of spendin' Sundays wishing they were Mondays. Sittin' in a park alone. So give my best to anyone who's left who ever done me. Any lovin' way but wrong. Tell 'em that the pride of just the other
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I used to work for Harvester. I used to use my hands. I used to make the tractors and the combines that plowed and harvested this great land. Now I see my handiwork on the block everywhere I turn
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I used to work for Harvester. I used to use my hands. I used to make the tractors and the combines that plowed and harvested this great land. Now I see my handiwork on the block everywhere I turn
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