Lyrics:
can't sleep at night
When you are on my mind
Bobby Womack's on the radio
Singin' to me "If you think you're lonely now"
Wait a minute, this is too
kiddo? You're line was busy
Bobby
Fella
Bobby
Sweetie
How have you been?
Stop by on your way home
Seems like weeks since we Bobby
can't sleep at night
When you are on my mind
Bobby Womack's on the radio
Singin' to me "If you think you're lonely now"
Wait a minute, this is too
can't sleep at night
When you are on my mind
Bobby Womack's on the radio
Singin' to me "If you think you're lonely now"
Wait a minute, this is too
can't sleep at night
When you are on my mind
Bobby Womack's on the radio
Singin' to me "If you think you're lonely now
Wait until tonight"
Boy, I'm
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
I'll put flowers at your feet and I will sing to you so sweet
And hope my words will carry home to your heart
You
You're a song written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong 'cause this might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place where all my thoughts
You're a song written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong 'cause this might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place where all my thoughts
You're a song written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong 'cause this might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place where all my thoughts
Tijuana
Where me and Bobby drink alongside
The same people we'd sent back the day before
We met there she said her name was Louisa
She was from sonora
sleep at night
When you are on my mind
Bobby Womack's on the radio
Singing to me
"If you think you're lonely now"
Wait a minute, this is too deep,
There's a light on yonder mountain
And it's callin' me to shine
There's a girl over by the water fountain
And she's askin' to be mine
And Jesus
I'll be strong when he's weak, I will hold his hand
Now I believe old fashioned rules and old fashioned ways Courtesy, honesty, like in the old days
you know my two love songs, Bobby Womack tracks
Got her fat ass layin flat on her back
Yo, as she lay, she wore a silk gray neglige
Alehze
And Jack-
The White House is under attack
Eight years is the limit, but eight will do
By then there'll be Bobby-
And Teddy, too
Or Peter
of a home
There's a town they call Tombstone where the brave never cry
They live by a sixgun by a sixgun they die
It's been a long time now since
You're a song written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong 'cause this might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place where all my thoughts go
You're a song written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong 'cause this might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place where all my thoughts go
Who knows my pain and feels the way
The uncertainty of my tomorrow
The guilt and pain of yesterday
Is there hope for every man?
A solid place where we
so they'll know and stand by there,
We'll fly there.
Hey, Rio, everything will be okay,
We're singing and winging our way to you.
I've seen
Places that I'm going to, places where I've been
To have you there beside me, never be alone
And all the time that you're with me
We will
of green
Where the trees throw down their shade
There's another way to lean
Into the wind unafraid
There's another life out there
Beyond your quiet
of chips
Nice day for a mood
The forecast is good
The kids are melting in the doorway
Keep the gang together
There's no way will you ever be
of elimination will be done (you better believe that)
Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike
Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike
The beginning of a dream
Where our
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