Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream Flow gently,
What will be left When I've drawn my last breath? Besides the folks I've met And the folks who've known me Will I discover a soul-saving love? Or just
Don?t touch Don?t look Don?t think Best of luck She tried as hard as she could But he knew it wasn't good enough And wouldn't ever be so she had to start
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Tryin' on a brand new dress But you haven't worn the old one yet You've come too far To turn around now You've given up the good fight You're as strong
Eveline grips the railing As her lover calls her to the sea Won't you sail with me? She can't hear him Just a step away from happiness And sanity blurs
ummm.. there are no lyrics.. it's instrumental. soo.. i guess you're outta luck!
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I didn't hear you say you're sorry The fault must be mine I wish you all the best of luck at Finding somebody more like you You said you'd love me always
Where can a sick man go? When he can't choke down the medicine, the old doc knows A specialist came to town but he stays at home Sayin', "No one knows
I made her smile, I made her cry Cleared her head and made her wonder why I helped her live then made her want to die But she can't complain, she can'
Helena, don't walk away Before you give me back my heart If it were mine, it would be yours to take I'm sorry I've let down my guard, oh Helena You looked
If today was not an endless highway If tonight was not a crooked trail If tomorrow wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all
Why should the fire die? My mom and dad kept theirs alive It's early yet, don't say goodnight I know in time you'll be all right You're shining still
The boy only wanting to give mother something And all of her roses had bloomed Looking at him as he came rushing in With him knowing her roses were doomed
You got to leave me now, you got to go alone You got to chase a dream, one that's all your own Before it slips away When you're flyin' high, take my heart
Lookin' out across the crowd, see painted faces all around me, Movin' to that shit I'm sayin', bouncin' to that bass that's poundin' Y'all know my lyrics
Sybil sits in a rocking chair Chewing tobacco and spitting out cares Sound of a fiddle floating through the air From the Jones boy across the holler