Lyrics:
Sunday mornin' when the paper comes
Let's read it front to back and see what's going on
Drink our coffee by the flower bed
And talk about
team
It's us against them you'll see
Hey, we ain't gon stop
They just want what we got
The more they talk about our love
The more they make it
honky-tonk)
Gonna dance with you all night long (honky-tonk with you all long)
I'd like to hear some funky Dixieland
Pretty mama, come and take me by
may hold a thrill
But please do nothin' till you hear it from me
And you never will
Do nothin' till you hear from me
Do nothin' till you hear
didn't care, before you were here
I danced in laughter, with the ever after
But all things change, let this remain
Hear the sirens covering distance
stoning
You better love me like it's gonna be the last time and tell the child to bury Daddy's old clothes
Yeah, they're talking about getting together,
I used to sit by my fireplace
And dream about you.
But now that won't do.
There's a flaw in my flue
Your lovely face in my firplace
Was all that I
you hear the sirens moan?
White cane lying in a gutter in the lane
If you're walking home alone
Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles
dream about the door
It's alone she's forsaken by her fate with to tell
It don't have approximation she is smiling fairly well
Her smile is contagious, I
again
Unless fear of fire leaves you cold
And the cold makes you tired
If you feel at all
It's all about desire
About when you were true
About
she's much too far away, she can't hear a word you say
You've heard some frightening news on the radio
About little boys running away from home
The ain't-never-been-no-winners
Let's hear it for the losers
Ain't got nowhere to fit in
There's a place you can always get in, oh
You might be lonely, but you're never alone
know what I might do
And I think that it's about time we leave
'Cause boy you're my type
You got me so excited
Baby let's go dance away
So let me
a house in the hills
You're payin' everyone's bills
And they tell you that you're gonna go far
But in the back of my mind
I hear it time after time
"Is
Gibson
It's me they love to give the credit to
But me don't mean a thing without you
You make sacrifices every night and day
Never hear the crowd
sex is like a reward
Then I go my way, you think about me all day, that's just a warning
And can I hit it in the morning?
Can I hit it in
and said let me see that guitar
I got somethin' you oughta hear then he laid it on me
If you waste your time a talkin' to the people who don't listen
you, but
It's better if I hear it from you
You know what, let me explain myself
It's 7 AM, you're still here with me
And last night I held you
(ooh)
You don't make it easy, no, no (no)
Wish I could be there for ya
Give me a reason to (to, to)
Oh, every time I'm walkin' out (oh)
I can hear
Don't tell me about no beach
Don't wanna hear about your mountain
How the good life is a peach
You drink your sunsets from a fountain
No I don't
o to sleep you weary hobo
Let the towns drift slowly by
Can't you hear the steel rail humming
That's a hobo's lullaby
Do not think about
kept talking about was
Glory days, well, they'll pass you by
Glory days, in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days
Well there's
C'mon, you're talking about it around the house
C'mon, uh, baby I love to hear your mouth
We've had a conversation, but you know that's just
glad you're here to hear my call
With you by my side I'll never fall
At all, at all you say I never pay
No attention to the things you say
And I can't
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