Lyrics:
don't care
Hand in glove
The good people laugh
Yes, we may be hidden by rags
But we have something they'll never have
So, hand in glove I stake my
In a church,by the face,
He talks about the people going under.
Only child know...
A man decides after seventy years,
That what he goes there
and some people want me to move on
Easy to say, but it's so hard to do
Verse 3
c little later, I'll wrap you in our favourite plaid coat
We'll say it's
called Jack's
If you got a little time to kill
Just follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance floor
Diggin' the finest little five
lie
I ain't no angel
I still got a still few more dances with the devil
I’m cleanin up my act, little by little
I’m getting there
I can finally
called Jack's
If you got a little time to kill
Just follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance floor
Diggin' the finest little
on out to a club called Jack's
If you got a little time to kill
Just follow that crowd of people
You'll wind up out on his dance floor
Diggin'
need you
And by your side is where I belong
Don't you miss me a little bit baby
'Cause I'm missing you
Say you miss me a little bit baby
You
I see a million people, but all I can see is you.
I hear a million voices, but only your voice comes through.
I wait for your footsteps, I've
really don't care
Kiss my shades
Hand in glove
The good people laugh
Yes, we may be hidden by rags
But we've something they'll never have
Hand in
[Chorus]
What my baby needs now
Is a little more loving
What my baby needs now
Is a little more loving
One day, found myself
Feeling sad
But
[Chorus]
What my baby needs now
Is a little more loving
What my baby needs now
Is a little more loving
One day, found myself
Feeling sad
But
America to me
The place I work in
The worker by my side
The little town the city
Where my people lived and died
The howdy and the handshake
The air
join that family circle at the throne
No the circle won't be broken by and by Lord by and by
(Daddy sang bass mama sang tenor)
Me and little brother
a businessman in the Holy Land as a sidewalk souvenir shop
I bought a little Bible since I'd hardly stopped
And it was in Paris France somehow by chance that
Marianne
Down by the seaside siftin' sand
When she walks along the shore, people pause to greet
White birds fly around her; little fish come to her
There's a green plaid jacket on the back of the chair
It's like a moment frozen forever there
Mom and dad had a lot of big plans for their little
twisting the sterile canvas snoot of
a fully-charged icing anointment utensil. And every time a nice little muffin comes
by on the belt, he poots forth...
the same,
Gawky little fellow, dizzy little dame,
Two sleepy people, by dawn's early light,
Much to much in love to say good-night.
Good-night!
about bearded lumberjacks
Plaid shirted people, hippie types too
But now when I hear your name, I think of young people acting insane
Oh, Portland,
people really
Some people really are
She had several cars, she had credit cards, a castle
Large master bathroom, gettin' a pedicure
Belaney by
drowsy little dame.
Two sleepy people by dawn's early light,
And too much in love to say goodnight.
Surfers and squatters
Down by the water
Tough guys and dudes who don't fight
Up on the porches
They light tiki torches
Dads in plaids are wound up
are goin' out
Day by day baby's babies are born
Day by day people say, "Right on"
Tell me, where are we going'?
Oh oh, what's the future showin'?
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