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A Proper Introduction to Sonny Criss: Young Sonny (Sonny Criss) · The Bridge/Our Man in Jazz/What's New/Sonny Meets Hawk/The Standard Sonny Rollins (Sonny Rollins) · A Proper Introduction to Sonny Criss: Young Sonny (Sonny Criss) · Jazz Memorial: Les Génies du Jazz: Sonny Rollins/Sonny Criss (Sonny Rollins) · The Bridge/Our Man in Jazz/What's New/Sonny Meets Hawk/The Standard Sonny Rollins (Sonny Rollins) · Sonny Meets Hawk/Our Man in Jazz/What's New/Now's the Time/The Standard Sonny Rollins (Sonny Rollins) · The Big Big Big Big Bands: Vol. 12 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Big Big Big Big Bands, Vol. 6 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Big Band Plays the Big Hits, Vol. 1/Up a Lazy River (Big Band Plays the Big Hits, Vol. (Si Zentner) · The Best of Sonny James (Sonny James) – and 90 other albums »


In her wildest dreams
Blue eyes that gleam just like James Dean

Big plans their make in a small hometown
No chance to leave would really bring him
(harmonica)

Now baby, you know I ain't goin' down
You know, this big road by myself
Now, an if I can't take you
I'm gonna carry somebody else

Because I been
Southern Dream Track #22 2:44
Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee)
(John Lee Williamson)
Chicago, November 12, 1947
With Blind John Davis - piano, Big
be in romper boots and jeans
But ooo ooo, Amy you're the girl that wrecks my dreams

Amy I may not be James Dean
Amy I may not be nineteen
And I may
When it rains it pours down
Used to wanna be king said the reign is on now
King me like james straight out of high school
To the big games but you
you make it over the edge then baby, you the star
The Big Top knows all the choices you chose
Both respected and feared by your friends and your foes
I could be James Dean of the Music scene
I could be a big star like that man called Queen
I could have fly moves, be a dance floor dream
But If
you make it over the edge then baby, you the star
The Big Top knows all the choices you chose
Both respected and feared by your friends and your foes
schools
Dyin to get busy, because I knew I had the tools
Then I got the heart and went by the set
I said, "Yo, I wanna rock the set" "Yeah no sweat"
Kickin
no where to turn
I've got you now your going to burn
You've watched your life pass you by
The life you lead is one big lie

[Solo: Chris]
[Repeat
baby ooh
I will love you till the end of time

Big dreams
Gangster
Said you had to leave to start your life over
I was like "no please", stay here
I could be James Dean of the Music scene
I could be a big star like that man called Queen
I could have fly moves, be a dancefloor dream
But If she
draw they hammer back
It's where you find the news tool crew cameras at
It's where my fam is at, summertime jame is at
They play Big and get you open
screams where she sons at
Tryin to hunt that, recurring dream of high stakes
The fourth largest, first artist, Brooklyn is the place
Settled by the judge
I radiate
The dub played to navigate the tune I make
I fit like a slipper, so catch the Big Dipper
Vital signs are quicker, not the flat line
you till the end of time

Big dreams
Gangster
Said you had to leave to start your life over
I was like "no please", stay here
We don't need no money we
And he mad as fuck, big ZooWap all she sing, ayy
And he mad as fuck, big ZooWap in her dreams, ayy
Well he mad as fuck, when they sex, she scream for me,
I could be James Dean of the Music scene
I could be a big star like that man called Queen
I could have fly moves, be a dancefloor dream
But If she
baby ooh
I will love you 'til the end of time

Big dreams, gangster
Said you had to leave to start your life over
I was like, no please, stay here
ooh
I will love you till the end of time

Big dreams
Gangster
Said you had to leave to start your life over
I was like "no please", stay here
We
it all and I was sitting by LeBron James
Lebron James, Lebron James
Front row Fabby
screams where she sons at
Tryin to hunt that, recurring dream of high stakes
The fourth largest, first artist, Brooklyn is the place
Settled by the judge
of stale reunion bread 
And got killed by one of her seven Siamese cats. 
Never did want an American short-hais 'cause they've got bones to pick. 

All
like LeBron James
The chrome fo'-fo' pretty like Ricky Fontaine
My gorillas kill a man
We thicker than
That wic check peanut butter that come in that big
live on your sins
And your volatile moods
We love you, we love you
We love you, we love you
You're a pop up poster of a teenage dream
We love you, we