Well, well, hello and how are you? Fancy seeing you here, don't let it show No look, no one must know Why? They're playing 'Tracks of my tears' Just
Marti was a fightin' man Whose story should be told He was a son of circumstance He couldn't quite control His father gave him pellet guns And plastic
Old John from his deathbed cried: "Think I will wait 'til tomorrow to die Sun is shining, birds do sing This, sir, is no day to go" Up and out the door
I have not said anything because I am sleeping.
(ronnie lane) Well well hello And how are you Fancy seeing you here Don't let it show No look, no one must know Why there playing tracks of my tears
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If you knew this was your last day what would you do If you knew this was our last kiss how would your lips move If I should end up at the end of this
Colder now then ever The rebel walks without you here Take my share of bleeding Means nothing to me Don't care about your saddness Don't want to make
Just a man with things to say, trying to find a way to say them Just the memories of the day, another time I was mistaken Sitting staring at the snow
Everyday I read about these operations That make a heart that's weak so strong again I relate it to my own situation And now I know just what to say
(Nick Reynolds) Christmas is coming. The goose is getting fat. Please put a penny in the old man's hat. If you haven't got a penny, then a ha' penny