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Written by bob welch.


Well I'm a born enchanter
That's what the ladies see
Yes I'm a born enchanter
Down in the city of dreams
Lord do right by me
Written by bob welch.


You don't know what she means to me
She's a heart that beats close to me
And gettin' back to the way I feel
Her honest word
Written by bob welch.


Gonna stay out of new york
There's something there that drives me crazy
Gonna stay out of new york
There's something there
Written by bob welch.


Don't think your dreams are sane
They're taking over your life
I stuck to you but I found out
That you was the crazy kind
Now
Written by bob welch.


Now the wind
That's blowing out of the southwest
Is telling me, boy you better beware
Here she comes, and they call her
Written by bob welch.


For a little peace in any season
I'd give up anything but your love
I don't want to trade, tryin' to be happy
That's only
Written by bob welch.


Go on, you know you're only one
Set me free
You take me up and turn around
But let me in
Take this shadow from my eyes
Made famous by Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys
Recorded by many artists, Elvis, Patsy Cline, Ray Price, Johnny
Rodrigues, Willie Nelson and a host
Made famous by Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys
Recorded by many artists, Elvis, Patsy Cline, Ray Price, Johnny
Rodrigues, Willie Nelson and a host
Made famous by Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys
Recorded by many artists, Elvis, Patsy Cline, Ray Price, Johnny
Rodrigues, Willie Nelson and a host
nothing to me at all.

Chorus:
Yes' 'n' only if my own true love was waiting; if I could hear her heart softly pounding.
Only if she were lying by me, I'd
of our Mexico.

Chorus:
Oh, Adelita, promise you'll remember the happy hours that now have long gone by.
Oh, Adelita, we'll share these tender moments.
to disagree?"
So Bernice bobs her hair and is instantly ensnared
In a trap so well prepared by Marjorie

Her hair was long, her hair was dark
Her hair fell
Words by Bob Hartman
Based on Luke 10:30-37, 1 John 3:17

Where are the amber waves of grain
When one of our homeless native sons has hunger pain
Words by Bob Hartman
Based on 1 Kings 18:46, John 10:28-29

Got Your hand on my heart and
I won't walk away
Got a hold of my life and I'm here
until my balls turn blue

Chorus

Verse 2:  Fresh Kid Ice
I remember the first time I got a blow job
You know what I mean, when she slobs on Bob
She was
It was 1962 
I was two years out of school 
When I got on board a boat 
That was bound for Liverpool 
The day I went away 
I remember it so well
Words by Bob Hartman
Based on Psalm 37:23-24

Standing on the corner I was losing track of time
When away in the distance saw an old friend of mine
If you've got a friend that you want messed up
Just meet me on the corner by the tail of the pup2
I'll be there soon if you'll wait a while
It'll be
Man, those were the days (those were the days)
We listened to the songs Bob Dylan wrote
We sat there stoned and amazed
We forgot to eat, we forgot
laughing
Later on see me cry

And as it gets colder and the night wears on a little bit
I cool down yes I cool my heels
I remember my father and me down
Or if you're somewhere listening to Bob Marley

Then I know that you're somewhere thinking of me

Do you still pick up the seashells on that pebble
Or if you're somewhere listening to Bob Marley

Then I know that you're somewhere thinking of me

Do you still pick up the seashells on that pebble beach?
Bill ain't a sucka
Part one tripped y'all out part two is a motherfucker
Gimme some bob and I'll start by killing me
I'm dead so pass the bob G
to stop you can tell me to shut up
'Cause I was born with this mouth and yes my horns poking out
And yes I'm devilish
I'm not Bob Marley but I'm so