Mister Marvin middle class is really in a stew. Wondrin' what the younger generations coming to. And the taste of his martini doesn't please his bitter tongue. Blame it on the rolling stones Blame
Monday caught me early. Comin' down by surprise. Waiting for a signal light to change Breathing something bitter. That was burnin' my eyes. Thinkin' I'd go drink myself. Back home on the range Sh
I was just a young man working steady in a good time band. Pickin' every single little lick I could just to please the man. Harlan sang the lead for half and we split up the rest. Hangin' on throug
Lord help me walk, another mile, just one more mile. I'm tired of walking all alone. Lord help me smile, another smile, just one more smile. I know I just can't make it on my own I never thought I
Ring anvil for the deal we delt us by mistake. Our angel made of steel is big enough to break. 'Cause the rust is at his heel and I swear I seen him shaking. But who'll be here to bring her body ho
Don't look so sad I know it's over. But life goes on and this world will keep on turning. Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together. There is no need to watch the bridges that we're bur
Not so long ago in Oklahoma. The son of an Okie preacher knelt to pray. He said, Lord I wanna be a Christian soldier just like you. And fight to build a new and better day Now, many years and miles
Wake up if you believe. Love is not a fading dream. Tell me I'm not the only one. Who feels this way right now. . Lonely needs a friend. Ask him where he's been. You could be the Light that com
Well you've started again with the wife of a friend. On another night you hope you won't recall. And the wine that you're drinkin' doesn't keep you from thinkin'. Of the bitter taste that lingers i
Bài hát I Remember You - Kris Allen. November in Manhattan, the color of the leaves. The sound of subways passing underneath our feet. Sitting on the rooftop late on New Year's eve talking with our
I come from just the other side of nowhere. To this big time lonesome town. They got a lot of ice and snow here. Half as cold as all the people I've found. Every way I try to go here seems to brin
Woke up late again this morning. Cause I was late again last night. In the mood that I was born in. And my skin was feelin' tight. I took a short cut to the city. Had myself a drink or two. I go
See the ruin on the hill. Where the smoke is hanging still. Like an echo of an age long forgotten. There's a story of a home. Crushed beneath those blackened stones. And the roof which fell befor
Casey joins the hollow sound of silent people walking down. The stairway to the subway in the shadows down below. Following their footsteps through the neon-darkened corridors. Of silent desperatio
Got a song about a soldier. Ridin' somewhere on a train. Empty sleeve pinned to his shoulder. And some pills to ease the pain Started drinkin' in El Paso. He was drunk in Sa Antone. Tellin' stran