You're gonna have to serve somebody.
All I really want to do,;
Is, baby, be friends with you.
Precious angel, you believe me when I say;
What God has given to us no man can take away.
Don't trust me to show you love;
When my love may be only lust.
I want to thank You, Lord,;
I just want to thank You, Lord,;
Thank You, Lord.
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats;
Too noble to neglect;
Deceived me into thinking;
I had something to protect
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
All he believes are his eyes, And his eyes, they just tell him lies
Tell ev'rybody;
Down in ol' 'Frisco;
That Tiny Montgomery's comin';
Down to say Hello
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high.;
One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie.
Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek?;
If you can read my mind, why must I speak?
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,;
And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.
I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me
Now, don't crowd me, lady;
Or I'll fill up your shoe
Leaving men wholly, totally free;
To do anything they wish to do but die
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
My love for her is taking such a long time to die
And now the heart is filled with gold;
As if it was a purse.;
But, oh, what kind of love is this;
Which goes from bad to worse?
if there's an original thought out there, I could use it right now
The night is pitch black, come an' make my;
Pale face fit into place, ah, please!
I'm already there in my mind;
And that's good enough for now
I don't need any reminder;
To know how much I really care
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer;
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
But the magician is quicker and his game;
Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
The world of illusion is at my door
I've gained some recognition but I lost my appetite.
