Lyrics:
WISH GONE AMISS
(Hannah montana is singing old blue jeans)
(Hannah and Lilly go back stage)
(Lilly Looks out of Hannah's dressing room talking
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
DON'T THINK I DON'T LOVE YOU
(Dallas Frazier)
« © '66 Blue Crest Music »
Your old cheatin' heart has finally caught you
A thousand times I told
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out
been
I been feelin like the same old kid
Same old kid
Same old kid
That was
That was crying bout the same old shit
Same old shit
Same old shit
I been
I
leave and friends will let you down
But you're the only sure thing that I've found
No matter what I do, I'll never lose
My old friend the blues
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
When I was a boy about the age of ten
Got some old records by the blues men
Found a big connection to my lonely life
I couldn't wait to learn some
now
Wait is this the whole crowd? I thought this shit was sold out
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
But it's only the opening act, it's early, don't
straight when I'm bent off the juice
Too blue
My Honda blue
Polo the shoes
Fill up the room
All of my friends
Used to be close
Now where'd they go
God only
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
down in old town, baby, yeah, no way, no way
At an old town with all new faces
House in the hills, payed for in blue faces
Saw picture perfect if you
the Caribbean sea
Someone snorkeled by raised her head up high
And my girl said who's she?
Chorus
Pre you a friend of mine who's old not new
Pre you she's
Biblically I am Timothy, visually I am Tripoli
Full of bigotry, fighting with Gaddafi over liberty
(?), sipping Hennessy
That's my only vice, old school
speak what you heard
Hear what you're told
Nothin' but words
Watch it get old, it only gets old
Teach what you learn
Nothin' but words just like this
I've been on the truck for 51 years.
My only friend is the A.M. radio.
Sometimes the neighborhood children stop by,
But it's always rocks and beer
loose by the old bossman
Said he's out the door, headed for the neon lights
Oh, he's gonna need someone to pick up the tab
Talk it out, maybe split
Blue skies, long drives to these summer nights
Friends on the roof tops for a good time
A new love is on arise and old friends say goodbye
Because
I'm your only friend
I'm not your only friend
But I'm a little glowing friend
But really I'm not actually your friend
But I am
Blue canary in
Each lazy hour
What a good life
Lying laid back
Like an old railroad bum by the track
What a good life
Living outdoors
Lie in the grass and chew
I'm your only friend
I'm not your only friend
But I'm a little glowing friend
But really I'm not actually your friend
But I am
Blue canary in
Standing blue with open arms
You touched the detriment most of the friends I knew already had
You've got a Thunderbird, my daddy had one too
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