Told me, darling, that you had to go Done take your money, I don't care no more I know you're happy, try to get along Money won't change you Money won
Oh, love me, oh oh oh Just love me, oh oh oh Just hold me, oh oh oh Just kiss me, oh oh oh Just want me, oh oh oh L.O.V.E. Love, love, love, love! Don
waterfall With you, my brown eyed girl You my brown eyed girl Do you remember when We used to sing? Sha la la, la la, la la, la la, l-la te da Just
from home Look a vacant dreamer Walking alone alone Ways that turn and turn Which is what we'd learn As suffering believers In the book of badgeman brown
I was her, she was me We were one, we were free And if there's somebody calling me on, she's the one If there's somebody calling me on, she's the one
I could climb every mountain For your love is like a fountain Let it shower down over me Soak me to the bone, yeah Pour all over me Am I coming home,
Send me the pillow that you dream on don't you know that I still care for you Send me the pillow that you dream on so darling I can dream on it too Each
you not compare Pac? Me da orignial ras cluda Jean Paul Claude! (Aiy, aiy, aiy, aiy) Jusy give me some room! (Bloodclots) Make ya momma sing! F-O,
Oh please don't be so careless with your glances Don't look at me that way and breathe a sigh And please don't get too close and let me love you Cause
I met her as night was leaving so the sun could shine She smiled at me and I could see the cobwebs in her mind Since she was running from herself she
You can tell by the way the kids are all grinning And by the size of the crowds in and out of church When there's this many men out shopping with the
[Part I] "I mean um, I got years man, I go back, actually I-I-I just got back to these streets man, this is home to me though Y'mean, I was goin' for
[Verse 1:] She look up from the book she was readin With the prettiest smile that I ever saw Curly hair down back And the skin like cinnamon brown without
This is a man's world This is a man's world But it would be nothing Nothing without a woman to care You see man made the cars To take us over the world
Hey you all look out let a man come in I got to have fun I'm gonna do my thing Way over yonder can you dig that mess The sister standing out there dressed
(Music by Greg Brown / poem of William Blake) I dreamt a dream! What can it mean? And that I was a maiden Queen Guarded by an Angel mild: Witless woe
Greg Brown / poem of William Blake) Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee? Gave thee life, and bid thee feed, By the stream and o'
That was a trip. Wasn't that a trip, my darlin I love to see ya happy in the mountains But who's that knockin on the door now How many pennies in that
