Lyrics:
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
It's been two years, man
Of, of, of waitin'
Man
[Michael Jackson:] "Can it be I stayed away too long"
[Murs:]
From my supporters and my
I used to
This old man don't run no more
You used to talk
And I used to nod
I don't listen
But I hear a lot
Don't believe for a second
That my key
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
parade
Now look at me I'm yesterday's hero, hero
How their cheers used to sing in my ears
With you walking by my side I was a conquering hero
But no
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
I left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked
got some time to hear his story
My name is August West, and I love my Pearly Baker best more than my wine
More than my wine
More than my maker,
person
Down along the left bank, minding my own
Was knocked down by a human stampede
Got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot, when all I wanted was a cup
person
Down along the left bank, minding my own
Was knocked down by a human stampede
Got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot, when all I wanted was a cup
a nasty person
Down along the left bank, minding my own
Was knocked down by a human stampede
Got arrested for inciting a peaceful riot, when all I wanted
breathing while it can
But what I don't understand is that
My world ain't gettin' no brighter
If I could touch the sky
Well I would float on by
While
Joseph's face was black as night
The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes
His path was marked
By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere
And he
Yeah, I got the fire on me, I keep the chopper close by
That's just my philosophy
Misery loves company and I don't need the misery
House full
stories of
Glory days yeah they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days
Yeah, they'll pass you by
Glory
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 he
Now the book is called Stories from the Nerve Bible and what I mean by the Nerve Bible is the body. And parts of the body appear and disappear
ready 'cause
I'm tellin' you why
My Lord is a-comin' from His home on high
Goin' down the valley, goin' one by one
Gonna be rewarded for the things we've
alright?
Gotta go!"
Let me tell you the story 'bout the call that changed my destiny
Me and my boys went out just to end up in misery
Was about to go
La la la la la
I have often walked down this street before
But the pavement always stayed
Beneath my feet before
All at once am I several stories
stories about
When you passed through town
But with that, it was all before I locked it down
Now you hang from my lips
Like the Gardens of Babylon
waiting
Waiting for the days to slowly pass me by
(And all the promises I'll find)
No hesitating, you've pulled the trigger now your story's left behind
by
Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
Got shot in the breast and I know I must die
Go fetch me some water, a cool cup of water
To cool
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