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Evelyn Evelyn (Evelyn Evelyn) · Me and Bobby McGee [Sound and Vision] (Kenny Rogers) · Gone Gone Gone (The Everly Brothers) · Gone Gone Gone (Charlie Feathers) · Gone Gone Gone / A Bash Dem (Monster) · Gone Gone Gone (Charlie Feathers) · Gone Gone Gone / A Bash Dem (Monster) · Sing Great Country Hits/Gone Gone Gone (The Everly Brothers) · Gone Gone Gone / A Bash Dem (Monster) · Gone Gone Gone (The New Deal) – and 90 other albums »


heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when her heart turns to stone
She cries a little as her heart turns to stone
She's that kind of woman
She'll get by
heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when her heart turns to stone
She cries a little as her heart turns to stone
She's that kind of woman
She'll get by
to stone
She's that kind of woman
She'll get by on her own

She hides the pain
But her heart turns to stone
No time for pity
When her heart turns
Yeah

I was working part time in a five-and-dime
My boss was Mr. McGee
He told me several times that he didn't like my kind
'Cause I was a bit
Yeah

I was working part time in a five-and-dime
My boss was Mr. McGee
He told me several times that he didn't like my kind
'Cause I was a bit
to meet around here
I've been gone for way too long
Been too far out of touch
And lookin' around me I can see
That just being happy you don't need much
Yeah

I was working part time in a five-and-dime
My boss was Mr. McGee
He told me several times that he didn't like my kind
'Cause I was a bit
heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when her heart turns to stone
She cries a little as her heart turns to stone
She's that kind of woman
She'll get by
Hey baby get your headband on
I'll be your rolling stone
Hop in here and we'll be gone
I know a little place out where
You can go around barefoot
gone
You are here when gone
I watch another grey day unfold
It's dusty wings
Sometimes I wish I were more like
Rocks and stones and things
don't lay down on the railroad tracks
'Til after the train is gone.

You don't swim out in deep water
With your pockets full of stone
You don't get
from head to toe
The only record that she ever played
Was "just like a rolling stone"
We started talking by the candlelight
Her lips get closer
closed

You move like a rolling wave
One that don't fade when it's gone
Beyond a doubt it gets so hard that a stone would cry out

I know there's a lesson
Time flies by
In the blink of an eye
When you get paid for having too much fun
Kicking out the foot lights
Living the night life
Like tomorrow ain't
Close my eyes and swallow
Figure out that I am not blind
Or broken eared
Just need to disappear (to get up out of here)

I know, by the look in your
stay in that box overnight
Don't get out till it gets light
There's not much lost of the secret life
It's never gone wrong and it's never gone right
He said I'm goin? to west Texas

I said hell you've gone crazy

Ain't nothing? out there but coyotes and Comanches

But he headed out anyways
Got pills to sleep, got pills to get awake
Eternally I ray no-one my breath will take 
The honesty is gone now
There is no other way in this state
stone"

We started talking by the candlelight
Her lips get closer to mine
We started dancing all around the room
Helped by a bottle of wine

Hey
drop
Some fall by the wayside but I've gone too far to stop

The woman of my dreams she was like a livin' doll
I sent her far away when she set me for
Count the days I'm gone
Forget reaching me by phone
Because I promise I'll be gone for a while

When you see me again
I hope that you have been
it's lunch
Walk like I'm drunk
Swagger so uh
Gold yard trunks go around I got a bunch
Tell till u safe bitch get up out my stuff
I wouldn't
One, two, one, two, three, four 

In this world, we have gone
Out on our own, all alone in stone
Looking for time that passes us by
You tired
bought a little from my brother's friend
Yeah, well just to get me by
I don't trust his cut
The effect's never as high as the markup
I think I'll print
gone

Fertile Mrs. Moore had thirteen kids 
But still looked good 
'Till her ol' man jumped leave on a ship 
She never read a book 
But by Christ