And so once again My dear Johnny my dear friend And so once again you are fighting us all And when I ask you why You raise your sticks and cry, and I
Sometimes in the middle of the lonely night No one there to be his friend He'd grab the fiddle and he'd hold it tight The angels there would gather 'round
If you're gonna play in Texas You gotta have a fiddle in the band That lead guitar is hot But not for a Louisiana man So rosen up that both faded love
When I woke up it was raining Well, I got soaked When I woke up this morning I was cold and wet and broken I ain't got no destination I'm just gonna
And so once again My dear Johnny my dear friend And so once again you are fightin' us all And when I ask you why You raise your sticks and cry, and I
And so once again My dear Johnny, my dear friend And so once again You are fightin' us all And when I ask you why You raise your sticks and cry And I
Well, I'm droppin' bars like a page three star Droppin' bras, my voice hits cars, I love music Kept my voice locked in a jar for years Now I'm here I
FIDDLE AND THE BOW Writer Damon Black MY DADDY WAS A SAWYER THOUGH THE TREES DIDN'T KNOW FOR DADDY DID HIS SAWIN WITH THE FIDDLE AND THE BOW HE PLAYED
(Dan Mitchell/Murray Kellum) If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band That lead guitar is hot but not for "Lousiana Man" So
I'm alone, I'm alive, I've got it all and I've never been more satisfied. I'm an engine, a steam engine. I got money, got no time, but if I did I'd spend
Got my ticket. Got my pot of gold. I'm learning how to spend it on not much good at all. No good. My motor's running. No map to know the road. I've just
The bright lights dimmed and the audience screamed like she'd heard a million times before, and underneath a veil of nicotine, Bennie wondered up and
Come into my room, let the space consume you, cause the walls were dying to look at something new. Let me breath you in, soft clouds exacting, night sky
You can't keep the sun in a hole underground, So why does the worm feel so profound? He's in the ground. Slither and crawl, Through your worm castle
There's birth and death and a life that's in between, but what's it all supposed to mean? When everybody looks back tell me what they'll see. What was
The lemon don't fall far from the tree If all the citrus disease ... construct a love Painted with a delicate hand Extract the grace from a strand Initiate
