the stairs But falling behind, ooh I'm a one man show That nobody knows My body's thorn out I'm wondering why I can't go on singing this song
is our favorite song The one that we danced to all night long It used to bring sweet memories Of a tender love that used to be Now it's the same old song
Grey like new day leaks through the window And some old song comes on the alarm clock radio We walk the forty blocks to the middle Of the place we heard
the same old song But with a different meaning Since you been gone It's the same old song But with a different meaning Since you been gone It's the same old song
I take with me where I go A pen and a golden bowl Poet and beggar step in my shoes Or a prince in a purple shawl I bring with me when I return To the
turn behind the gun Lord, I'd give my life to find the freedom Lost within the old songs that you sung And I still sing the old songs that you taught
Bien sur nous eumes des orages vingt ans d'amour c'est l'amour fol Mille fois tu pris ton bagage mille fois je pris mon envol Et chaque meuble se souvient
Standing in line at the sandwich shop My eyes browse through the menu then came to a stop I licked my lips and gave my tummy a rub Something caught my
time sunshine song I wanna hear it again Just the way it was back then When my mama sang to me It was love and harmony In that old time sunshine song
I've wasted starin' at the phone Sweet old songs I'm countin' on you To bring her back to me I'm tired of listenin' alone Maybe the old songs will
ück denn wir lassen es nie wieder untergehn. Uns're Liebesmelodie ist immer da und sie wird helfen wenn wir uns nicht gut verstehn. Ein altes Lied (unser altes Lied
When Old MacDougal blow his bugle, me I, me I google! With a google, google here, and a google, google there Here a google, there a google, everywhere
*Old Mac Donald had a band e i e i o and in this band he had a guitar e i e i o with a strum strum here and a strum strum there here a strum, there a
It's just one of those days When you don't wanna wake up Everything is fucked, everybody sucks You don't really know why? But you wanna justify, rippin
's been For all that's yet to come Brow full of moonbeams Singing loves old song Loves old song, playing in our hearts Binding it together, pulling it apart Loves old song
Read, learn, love, hate, fist, fuck, remember, rape Flesh, burn, scar, murder, innocent, cry, laugh Face, smash, kill the smile, bones broken Wounds heal
song that starts out descriptive And locates a time and a place Like a dinner table where a whole family Is just sitting down to say grace An old old song
(Dolly Parton) Daddy was an old time preacher man He preacher the word of God throughout the land He preached so plain a child could understand Yes
