Won't you ride in my little red wagon I'd love to pull you down the street And I know all the kids will be jealous When they see my playmate so sweet
It's been rough and rocky travelin', But I'm finally standin' upright on the ground. After takin' several readings, I'm surprised to find my mind`s still
Tell us once again this morning Old friend how did you win the war Everybody loves a hero It don't matter if they've heard the tale before And tell us
Please come to Boston for the springtime I'm staying here with some friends and they've got lots of room And you can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
Living on the road my friend was gonna keep you free and clean And now you were your skin like iron and your breath's as hard as kerosene You weren't
I know not where on earth to find you I know not how or where to start I only know I'm here without you And there's pins and needles in my heart The
I cried and cried my heart out but what good does it do Crying never bothers anyone so cold as you I've thought the whole thing over and now I'll go and
If you're feeling salty I'm your tequila If you've got the freedom well I've got the time There ain't nothin' sweeter than naked emotions So you show
if only I could fly But I barely walk this time, I?m running out of time It feels like dying I feel like crying I'm Running out of time Written by...Paula Nelson
I built a big pile of peanut shells on the sawdust floor I winked at every pretty girl comin' in and out the door Yellin', ?Hey bartender, how 'bout two
She tries to give up on love every morning And there's that ceiling and there she is by herself Wondering if she'll ever find that feeling Till there'
Two broken hearts lonely looking Like houses where nobody lives Two people each having so much pride Inside neither side forgives The angry words spoken
Once I knowed a guitar picker, lived his life on wine and liquor Runnin' around in one of them new machines He was about the proudest feelin', wheelin
That mornin' a lady locked arms with a shotgun And the pistol rode west with the sun Now the outlaws of Tombstone and the outlaws forever Know that death
I'm writing a song all about you A true song as real as my tears But you've no need to fear it 'cause no one will hear it 'Cause sad songs and waltzes
Once again you've got me crying I'm a fool if I let this go on You can hurt me without even trying think I'll pick up my heart and go home I can see the
The music stopped The crowd is thinning now One phase of night Has reached an ending now And nothing, nothing lasts forever Except forever and you my
Within my prison cell so dreary I sit alone with aching heart I'm dreaming of my little darling From her forever I must part The rose she sent me as