Lyrics:
on Friday
You buys a little something for yourself
And the van that comes around weekends
Selling fancy city things
Sold by the man in the trilby hat
You don't need diamonds or big fancy cars
You say you're happy right where you are
We're bound together by a little gold band
You're my kind
the water
Come back here, man, gimme my daughter
Little fish, big fish, swimming in the water
Come back here, man, gimme my daughter
Little fish, big
Spread out now, Rosie
Doctor come cut loose her mama's reins
You know playin' blind man's bluff
Is a little baby's game
You pick up Little Dynamite
Well I was born in a one-room shack
Daddy tilled the fields while Mama sewed and mended
Spent my days on a tractor's back
Learned from the land
go by me think like I'm a flyin'
I sing a little song and I have lot of fun
Then a whistle blow and fore I know the big man he rolled my way
Me pull
Say you're sorry
You still care
She came by my place again
Cryin' about you man
You should love her
Twice as much
I try to remember you're
And they're the ones that always walk out the door
They want very little from you
They're happy to be with in your company
There's just two kinds of lovers
(You're all I need to get by, ah)
(You're all I need to get by, ah)
Like sweet morning dew
I took one look at you
And it was plain to see
You
My days are years 'cause I don't see my baby
Till the stars are in the sky
And every night when we can be together
Time just seems to hurry by
and Daddy
Used to go through yeah I surely do
In the sweet by and by I'm
Gonna look him in the eye
And I'm gonna shake the hand of the
Man who used to moan
Well I remember when I was as children
The time the people used to treat the neighbor like a fellow man
And all their singin' and big prayer
pickin' white gold
Her lips are soft as a cotton in a hand
And side by side we're makin' our plans
Pickin' white gold, pickin' white gold
There's a little
the punch?
Andy, are you goofing on Elvis?
Hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon
Man on the moon
If you believe
Think of your fellow man
Lend him a helping hand
Put a little love in your heart
You see it's getting late
Oh, please don't hesitate
Put
In a town about the size
Of a truck-stop or bigger
Lived Linda Bohannon, a natural queen
She lived with her folks in
A little white farmhouse
She
In a church, by the face
He talks about the people going under
Only child know
A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for,
went by
That he didn't understand
She was god's gift to man
Yeah baby tell me, tell me real good
Don't you know that we're livin' just like a young
all my life
[Chorus]
Some years are clear and some a little blurry
Man how they fly by
Mom and dad sure got old in a hurry
Where have I been all
with me
I got an old car we drove to the edge of town
We stopped by old man Millers' farm
Just to watch the world spin around
And she moves
at the rain
Talkin' thru the trees and exchanging little gifts
They'd made for each other
The old man would carve toys for the little girl
And she would
Listen what they say
That Man will live forevermore
Because of Christmas day
By and by, they find a little nook
In a stable all forlorn
And in
I ain't blue, baby
Just a little bit lonesome for some lovin'
Everything is fine
Just don't want to be all by myself
On a rainy day
I'm feelin' kind
cent love
Pretty little thing, let me light your candle'
'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around
Baby, here I am
I'm a man
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