Lyrics:
Wish that I could wind
Like a spiral stair through time
To your body next to mine
Warm and satisfied
Wish that I could catch
A night train
the trousers
I hope he never lets me down again
Oh no
Sing with me
We're flying high
We're watching the world pass us by
Never want to come down
Never
luck this time
Better love next time
Oh, yeah
Close the tab
A cheap date
Heartbreak
Come a dime a dozen
Oh, well
What the hell
Bad luck this
as his dad
Thinks himself a man indeed
Because he chews the tobacco weed
And next to come in was a big tomcat
He swallowed the frog and the mouse
and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's
n' roll
So put another dime in the jukebox, baby
I love rock n' roll
So come and take your time and dance with me
Ow
He smiled, so I got up
Let me tell you 'bout a boy (girl) I know.
He(She) is my baby and he (she) lives next door.
Every morning 'fore the sun come up,
He (she) brings
Return to sender
Return to sender
I gave a letter to the postman
He put it his sack
Bright and early next morning
He brought my letter back
Gonna mulch it deep and low
Gonna make it fertile ground
Slug by slug, weed by weed
Boy this garden's got me t'd
All the insects come to feed
On my
and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
He's
to try, 'cause I'm the next in line
I stood and watched you take their hearts
And break 'em one by one
My time is comin', so I waited while you had
Let me tell you bout a guy I know,
He's my baby and he lives next door
Every morning when the sun comes up,
He brings me coffee in my favorite cup
This time he sure drew a bad one
One that nobody could ride
But by the way he pulled his hat on
You knew he'd be there for the fight
And it's
killed a guard on the Sante Fe line
He spread word around town that my time had come
My notch was already carved on his gun
He's laughing and braggin
and a pistol by his side, uh-huh.
Well he rode right up to Miss Mousey's door, uh-huh
He rode right up to Miss Mousey's door, uh-huh
He rode right up
the dust and mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in his buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots
felt like this before
I just don't know what come over me
You took me over, take a look at me now
What can I do?
All I want is to be next to you
felt like this before
I just don't know what come over me
You took me over, take a look at me now
What can I do?
All I want is to be next to you
laughin' all the time
I taught him, all about the bees and birds
But I wish I had a chance to sing these three words
After laughter, comes tears
Me
Well no one cares about him or it seems at way to him as time goes by
One day is like the other and every time he prays he prays to die
He's been there
about the rent
(And what you told him)
I said mmmm next time
He said there'll be no next time
Your coming up right now
(Don't give him nothing Sam)
(Pay
the lovely ladies who have come and gone
From the house next door to his house on the lane,
He consoles himself that he's got his health and he knows he
did no good
Smaller crops kept coming from his ground
He'd smile and say: "Thank you Lord
We'll do better come next year
I know you have a reason for
wish that i could wind/ like a spiral spare through time/ to your body next to mine/ warm and satisfied/ wish that i could catch/ a night train
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