Lyrics:
away, Oh Glory
I'll fly away; (in the morning)
When I die, Hallelujah, by and by
I'll fly away (I'll fly away)
When the shadows of this life have
the darkness, we're searching for the light
And in the morning, like freshly fallen dew
Much like a moon's breath, I'm coming home to you
This journey's
I'll fly away; (in the morning)
When I die, Hallelujah, by and by
I'll fly away (I'll fly away)
When the shadows of this life have gone
I'll fly
the evening light, when the woman of the woods came by
To give to you the word of the old man
In the morning tide, when the sparrow and the seagull fly
social scene
Just a pawn out-played by a dominating queen
It's four o'clock in the morning
Damn it! Listen to me good
I'm sleeping with myself tonight
the morning
And come home in the evening and have nothing to say
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give me
another day go by
Why is it always this way?
Time never seems to really fly
And time is never really on my side
And I can't stay alone tonight
Things have
just like a zoo
We come home tired and weary after making it through on more day.
[Chorus]
And we fly by night
Wrapped around each other 'neath
the morning
And come home in the evening and have nothing to say
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give me
Glory I'll fly away (in the morning)
When I'll die hallelujah by and by (oh Glory) I'll fly away
[ organ ]
When the shadows of this life have gone I'll
And come home in the evening and have nothing to say?
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give me one
back home, she be runnin' her mouth
Pick a Bugatti up, put the Cullinan down
Tell your friends I'll fly every one of them down
Put 'em on a jet, tell
and no time there to stand
He drew a knife holding in his right hand
"Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, you're guessing just right
Pretty Polly, Pretty
And come home in the evening and have nothing to say?
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery
Make me a poster of an old rodeo
Just give me one
right by
Oh well
I guess I'll hang my tears out to dry
In the wee small hours of the morning
While the whole wide world is fast asleep
You lie
home to the morning
She comes to me calling,
To brighten up my darkest day,
& the world fades away
With her smile
Fly on wings of speed
That
(Run home to me)
And the years fly by so quickly,
Like a plane before my eyes,
And you've grown up into a woman,
Before I had time, had time
he did ride,
As the screams of little Omie went down by his side.
T'was on a Thursday morning, the rain was pouring down,
When the people searched for
She's lived alone in a little home
By the Township of King
In the morning she'd feed the birds
And listen to them sing
From the words they flock
of golden
And fasten it with a silver pin
I wish I was a little sparrow
And I had wings and I could fly
I'd fly right home to my false true lover
back
Window pain drew pictures that
Would make my tracks
I been making money by just
Living in the past mama wasn't home
So i picked up the pen
Then he got on his pony and away he did ride,
As the screams of little Omie went down by his side.
T'was on a Thursday morning, the rain was pouring
at the morning bus stop
There was Mrs. Crabtree, and her poodle
She always gave a wave and holler on her weekly trip down to the bingo
parlor
And she drew
Men,
Yeah
My Lord
Yeah
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through
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