Lyrics:
The Oak Ridge Boys – A Little
Love Can Go a Long, long Way
(Written By Even Stevens & Hillary Kanter)
When you’re tempted just to let it slip away
Wandering alone on the ridge of the coast
Lost to the world he had known as a boy
He knows his lover lies south in the city
Passing along
in the old oak tree
That's old fashioned, that's the way love should be
We enjoy sitting side by side
In the booth in the ice cream parlor
Where
closer
When this, when this, when this is over
When this is over
Ladies and gentlemen, The Oak Ridge Boys
Right now all I got is time
To think
can still hear the soft Southern winds in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me
Hank and Tennessee
I guess we're all
as a kind of keeper
A mother to a child
But your boys have grown soft
And your girls have gone wild
From the Blue Ridge to the Black Hills
as a kind of keeper
A mother to a child
But your boys have grown soft
And your girls have gone wild
From the Blue Ridge to the Black Hills
The brawla is the boy and girl, the Hut-Sut is their dream
The sooit is the teacher who caught them by the stream
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the Rillerah,
saw me on a swing, talkin' sweet, talkin' dreams
But I'll be damned
With you I am
Strong as an oak
But soft like leather
High as pine
And light
Still screaming Oak Cliff
man, don't ask me why
I'm from the O-A-K-C-L-I-F-F
With my niggas are by myself, don't bite my tongue or hold my breath
I'm
to the rainbow's end
They say there are treasures
Of silver and gold
Buried down by the rainbow's end
But the treasure I'll find
Will bring me real peace
The brawla is the boy and girl, the Hut-Sut is their dream
The sooit is the teacher who caught them by the stream
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the Rillerah,
If as we're walking hands should slip free
I'll wait for you
Should I fall behind wait for me
We swore we'd travel darling side by side
And we'd help
Under the oak
I tried to invoke the rescue by gods
And I had a dream
A lot of screaming
And bloody white cloaks
Charcoal and chalk
Flock of the hawks
I
poured
Nail by nail and board by board
Daddy gave life to mama's dream
I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
This brokenness inside me
When he'd look across the top of her head then he'd wink and say to me
Do what you do do well boy
Now he was a man of laughter but if tragedy came by
end.
They say there are treasures of silver and gold
Burried down by the rainbow's end
But the treasure I'll find will bring me real peace of mind
When
willing
Just some good old boys and good old girls
Hunting red dirt dreams in a concrete world
Getting by on just a little, out in the middle
The brawla is the boy and girl, the Hut-Sut is their dream
The sooit is the teacher who caught them by the stream
Hut-Sut Rawlson on the Rillerah,
to be
And that was the beginning of my own true love and me
And it's home,boys,home
Home I'd like to be home for a while
In me me own country
I've been
Crippled by dreams and delusions
Leaning against the old oak
the devil's back
She wouldn't know any other way
Now it's over that ridge for one last mile
'Til we're fast asleep by the fire side
Dreamin' these dreams
Sittin' by myself in the summertime, when the heat is burnin' down
Watchin' the golden crops in the field just growin' without a sound
I was a boy
your daughter cry
I apologize a trillion times
My baby's drama mama, don't like me
She be doing things like having them boys come from her
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