Lyrics:
the man who'd done him in
He found him in Mombassa
In a bar room drinkin' Gin
Roland aimed his Thompson Gun
He didn't say a word
But he blew Van Owen's
Brightman]
Beneath us the heat that hearts exude
[Chris Thompson]
Is this really heaven?
[Sarah Brightman]
We'd fight with the gods for our dreams
Brightman]
Beneath us the heat that hearts exude
[Chris Thompson]
Is this really heaven?
[Sarah Brightman]
We'd fight with the gods for our dreams
I got over Charlotte Thompson, Goldie Johnson,
Lord they done me wrong
I took it hard with Peggy Harper
She hurt me bad, but not for long
There's
the man who'd done him in
He found him in Mombasa
In a barroom drinking gin
Roland aimed his Thompson gun
He didn't say a word
But he blew Van Owen's body
to the blackboard
I can still recall the words she had to say
She said, "I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley PTA
Now, there's Bobby Taylor
I got over Charlotte Thompson, Goldie Johnson,
Lord they done me wrong
I took it hard with Peggy Harper
She hurt me bad, but not for long
to the blackboard
I can still recall the words she had to say
She said, "I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley PTA
Now, there's Bobby Taylor
I can still recall the words she had to say
She said, "I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley PTA
Well, there's Bobby Taylor
"bad-eye" Thompson hung around the house. (he was what you'd call a
Familiar figure in the neighborhood)
Well I guess their handicaps were common ground.
to the blackboard
I can still recall the words she had to say
She said, "I'd like to address this meeting
Of the Harper Valley PTA"
"Well, there's Bobby Taylor
I can still recall the words she had to say
She said, "I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley PTA
Well, there's Bobby Taylor
We are all traveling in the footsteps
Of those that'd come before
And we'll all be reunited
On that new and sunlit shore
When the Saints go
don't know
Opening on Thompson
People there I don't know
Opening on Thompson
The party was bigger
Than I'd imagined
My brand new sweater
Was high
recall the words she had to say
She said, "I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley P.T.A."
Well, there's Bobby Taylor sittin' there
I can still recall the words she had to say
She said, "I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley PTA
Well, there's Bobby Taylor
for this d.j
Here's a toast to the boogie, baby bottoms up
Hold my breathe, and waitin'
I'm Pete Thompson and I want chu prissy prancin'
Want you
Old gray fence, tar chip road
Martin's creek, almost home
Whitetail buck by a one lane bridge
Around the bend up on the ridge
There's Thompson's
there big boy?
KK: We will sever and destroy the Thompson's bloodline once and for all.
Valerie: I dunno, that sounds like a tall order. If ya want my
Thompson Thompson
Tu n'as pas slamé
Thompson Thompson
Tu n'as pas slamé
Je ne veux toujours pas simplifier l'équation
Mais ces potions d'ivresse me poussent
SWING WIDE YOUR GATE OF LOVE
Writers Hank Thompson, S. Nathan
Swing wide your gate of love, open wide up your heart
I knew when I first met you that
to the black board, I can still recall the words she had to say.
She said "I'd like to address this meeting of the Harper Valley PTA."
Well, there's Bobby
And as she walked up to the blackboard
I still recall the words she had to say
She said, "I'd like to address this meeting
Of the Harper Valley PTA"
mornin' and you haven't touched a single bite
That nice young preacher brother Tailor dropped by today
Said he'd be pleased to have dinner on Sunday oh by
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