Lyrics:
by you and your guitar
And I finally found in your lips what a kiss could be
And it was so sweet
Wondering why I let it all fall down
This love that
the man
But when I picked up my guitar boys
Things just got out of hand
Well first came gold records
Then came Hollywood
A lot of long legged women
I done
for the first time
My sister singing along for the last
Now she lives in the sky with the radio waves
Comes down when I play Fleetwood Mac
I'm
Here’s to All My Heroes
Jon Wolfe/Dave Brainard/Tony Ramey
First time I heard Red Headed Stranger was in the back of dad’s ol’ truck
Through
move unusually
Bank teller know me by my first name
'cause they gettin' used to me
I got up out of the city with speed
It's not what it used to be
I got
I remember the first day
Guitar on my back, I was going away
In my mind, I've just had the dark
An old paper with no photographs
That's when I
blow your hands off, before the first show
Punk Rock Ambulance!! get me down
Punk Rock Ambulance!! we start to frown
Punk Rock Ambulance!! get him up
haunted by my decisions
I'll admit balancing wants and needs comes with a price
And I'm paying it twice, first with the cards
Second with the interest,
(by Bob Marley)
1, 2, 3:
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love;
I don't wanna wait in vain for your love.
From the very first time I rest
I figured the first step was to let you know were through
I'll be gone by morning time
Won't ask you if you care
You never showed you did
And you
sand and Ray-bans
White sand and Ray-bans
Drinkin', margaritas by the pool
Dancin' on the beach to a Springsteen tune
Air guitar strummin', girl you got
teach me
c few chords on guitar?”
I don't think he knew in that moment
He was lighting the spark
The first time that I saw Nashville
I was starstruck
one knows the first thing, about anything
cnything at all
When my grandfather died/he left me something/still don't know why
But it changed my life/for
the corners suppliers dem bait
Hung up my boots and laced up real ones Adriano you can call me a waste
two glocks just side by side
Manufacture Russian it
Intoxicated by your pretty punctuality
I won't mention my intentions
To let you lead me on
And this weakness has me speechless
Why is your body so mean to me
Fire burning through the Revelations
Falling from Grace, no regrets, no mistakes
The first light of a Morning Star
Drink from the well of souls, war in
Bieber
The first one was more than enough
And Lady Gaga I'm sorry to say
But I like when guitars sound rough
Spaceage DJ gimme some Rock n roll
A wam bam
the first and I'm the last
I cannot buy redemption
Riding down this perdition road
I have paved my way to hell
Better the devil I know
I made
don't give a fuck about the baby
Stop that bitch oh my god
Why this motherfuckers is going so crazy
The guitar shack is nearly done
But deaf motherfuckers
crack
She don't give a fuck about the baby
Stop that bitch oh my God
Why this motherfuckers going so crazy
The guitar shack is nearly done
But deaf
later on we shared guitars
We rocked the stage and wrote good songs
First, we were poor, then we were rich
I cried and laughed through all that time
Billy was a young boy
What he cared her first guitar
He was dream about the bigtown
And the known to be a star
Mama was proud to help him
She
I took a real good look deep down in my soul
I had been knocked down
I was down for the count or so it seemed
I didn't know which way to go
But by
I took a real good look deep down in my soul
I had been knocked down
I was down for the count or so it seemed
I didn't know which way to go
But by
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