On the banks of the river, where the willows hang down, Where the wild birds all warble with a low moaning sound, Down in the hollow where the water runs
false comfort you wear so proud And when the walls tear down The shell exposed must head for the shadows These bridges still smoldering A dark veil
fishes I'd lie there for hours in the chilly cold matches If the ladies were squirrels with a high bushy tail I'd fill up my shotgun with a rock salt
a day at a time Prescribed pills to offset the shakes, to offset the pills You know you should take it a day at a time The hospices, a relaxing weekend
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Words William H.Ogilvie/ Music W. Gustafson (Two Medicine Music, BMI) The hooves of the horses O' witching and sweet Is the music earth steals from
I thought that we had fallen in love But somehow I felt the nails in my heart So deep that I couldn't even scream So deep that I couldn't even breathe
covered up his skin So he left the garage a little early He got a shave and a manicure and trim Came out clean as a plaster mannequin He came home in a
Dirty dirty fingernails Out of the shower onto the bathroom floor Into the kitchen underneath the casserole Dirty dirty fingernails...
You are a liar, you've let me down again I don't believe you anymore your friendship was a lie I've never felt so low Nails in my hands You have betrayed
Better build your house on a rock Or watch it crumble and fail Better build your love, hammer and nail I see it in the darkness as if it was broad daylight
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Was it a broken arm or collar bone? It depended on the week And me with my black eye stitched from head to feet Uncomfortably happy All skinned knees
friends, "I gotta go" That I need rest But I'm running for the phone I think Casey knows but Oh I just love you Oh I just love you A watch now on my wrist, a
We can race there and then back Just sodas and best friends Waging war on the ant's nest And a card in your spokes clicks Like the buttons on a joy
'm sad I'll miss it send it back in photographs And I could use a vacation myself My eyes are bored Hours to waste turns into full weeks Then months into me A
a song low Over the telephone In lower decibels so you can hear it and hear it and hear it and hear it And lost it though You've lost that privilege With a
seemed fine When you signed you seemed fine A stiff drink will change your mind and Memories are for keeping Mostly leaving behind We remember alright We remember alright now A