Lyrics:
never been amazed
By a love song
I- I've been around the world in 80 days
I ain't never been amazed
By a love song
I-I flew across the coast
Looking for
We've got a cabin on the East coast
where we live and love by our own rules
some people might call us strange, girl
but were not living among
Where Do I Begin
To Tell The Story Of How A Love Can Be
The Sweat Love Story That Is Older Than The Sea
The Simple Truth About The Love She Brings
Where do I begin to tell the story
Of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love she
Bless my soul, I found you girl
I am gonna stay around you o
Bless my soul, I found you girl
I found love
Yea Men now true story man, that puppy love
Where do I begin
To tell the story of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love she
Roses in the bath water sipping on moscato
Im not playing fair no I'm playing by my rules
I take you to the mall and buy you anything you want too
I buy
Where Do I Begin
To Tell The Story Of How A Love Can Be
The Sweat Love Story That Is Older Than The Sea
The Simple Truth About The Love She Brings
you,
there’s nothing I wouldn’t do.
But when we get older, it’s crazy to know that our love
was made in Oswego.
Walked by the ocean, a little past 5.
double up, tryna spread the love
With my little hommies always by my side
So I dedicate this one to every niggaz in the hood
Where the struggles and pain
you did back then
Wanna look me in the eyes and say that shit faded away
Tired of all the lies, tired of all your sick games
Can't create a love story
sugar daddy when her purse is low
Reminds me of a story brook she curse for snow
Just a story about a young who run away
That fell in love with the yay
seems that fate just wants to pass me by
Same old story, heard it all before
Keep it spinning like a carousel
Strange how history repeats itself
walk it by ourselves
With the wildwood flower
Is a story we will tell
[Chorus: ]
How she could sing the Wildwood Flower
And all we have left
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born?
Why am I living?
What do I get?
my best friend
And I guess that's where the story ends
So I've gotta try to keep it inside
You'll never be, never be mine
But if I was the one
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born
Why am I living
What do I get
What
picture the prettiest stories
Only to wake up
All by myself
What is the good of me by myself?
Why was I born?
Why am I living?
What do I get?
to
An end sometimes, an end sometimes oh
What do you mean, it ain't the end?
We've just gotta know when to let it go
Let it breathe
Doesn't mean I will love
Bring her to the safest shows
I'm dangerous, I know I live by the gang code
I'm dangerous, I know I'm in love with stank hoes
And when I say stank
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
It's only when the high winds blow that I wish my hair was long
Sailing through the autumn leaves singing an ancient
The great love story
Has never been told before
But now
Now it can be told
charming
Wasn't after all
'Cause he sure seemed different right after the ball
I guess that more than horses
Are turnin' into rats
And by the way he's
The great love story
Has never been told before
But now
Now it can be told
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