Lyrics:
You've left my ring by the soap,
Now is that love?
You cleaned me out you could say broke,
Now is that love?
The better better better it gets
Our love's grown older
Seems like its colder
Than the rock on which
I carved your name
On down the road we walk
In separate shadows
Now there's
Cheap cut satin and bad perfume
Showtime is almost here
Teased up by a strip cartoon
Laughing up your sleeve
Sniggering in your beer
He'd seen
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
One day at a time, huh
They wanna say it's a war
like me
Your pretty amazing grace was all I needed.
Stumbled inside the doorway of Your chapel
Humbled in God by everything I found
Beauty and love
Fun may be fun
But it's not when the one
That you love has gone
I try to sleep
But the counting of sheep
Goes on and on
Without your kiss
(Dolly Parton)
I wish you all the luck I wish you only the best
Satisfaction in love, and true happiness
I wish you blue skies and rainbows, I
I try to keep your name
And still get rid of your face
I hate to be by myself
All locked away in this place
You turn me inside out
You turn me
grace
Restored my pride.
Pretty amazing grace is how you saved me
And with amazing grace, reclaimed my heart
Love in the midst of chaos
Calm in
out another phone
I'll ring and see
If your friends are home
Perhaps the strange ones in the dome
Can lend us a book we can read up alone
And try
or the records
It's the love I'm looking for
'Cause the last time that I had it
I was walking out your door
And I came by to get some things
I used to call
with my heart and messes with my mind
Acts like Madonna but she listens to Merle
Rock my world little country girl
She wears snakeskin boots made by
Pa-ta-da-da-da-da
They say I'm too young to love you
You say I'm too dumb to see
They judge me like a picture book
By the colors, like they forgot to read
I
Man, what's up with these niggas out here
Mad at us cause we on top
I love to see niggas getting money
Better get it while the getting is good
Man, what's up with these niggas out here
Mad at us cause we on top
I love to see niggas gettin money
Better get it while the gettin is good
Get it
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
Don't worry about my politics
They are what they are
I work best when I get some rest
Right now I'm in a bar
down
And fill up your pockets, yeah
Mass media, information overload
Welcome to America
(The following message is brought to you by Viacom)
Lesson in Survival
Spinning out on turns
That gets you tough
Guru books-the Bible
Only a reminder
That you're just not good enough
You need
put there by age in my book of life
Your name's on many a page
Our fire of love was burning but
You lured him from the flame
Look into the mirror, woman
and only then will she love me
Well at least that was the plan
If ever a boy needed a holiday
If ever a girl needed someone to hold
I just hope I don't
knitting, your book and your broom
It is time for a holiday
Life is a cabaret, old chum!
Come to the cabaret!
Come taste the wine
Come hear the band
searching now
I found out what this life is worth
Not in the books that I find
But by searching my mind
I don't condemn, I don't convert
This is
that's all it took
You read my heart like an open book
Well, it was true love- right from the start
True love, straight from my heart
True love
Oh, cake, cake
Oh, cake, cake
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Baby, this might sound rude
I'm taken but I want you
And I don't wanna play by the book, no rules
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