I'm so sorry, baby, I never meant to hurt you. Please forgive me. La da da... Tears, I see, drop from your eyes. Tell me why you cry. Guilt, I feel,
puo piovere per sempre nessuno ti dice mai niente infatti a me nessuno mi ha detto mai niente Un amico sai ti capisce al volo ci litigherai, ma non ti lascia solo
I wanna dedicate this song to all the lovers tonight And I expect that might be the whole world Because everybody needs something or someone to love
Such a perfect love, he had your heart wide open He had you flying high in the beginning Then eventually, the perfect picture faded And now you wanna
Written by Larry Coleman and Charles Singleton Peaked at # 24 in 1968 Originally, at # 32 by Bob Beckham in 1959 Just as much as ever I need you and want
Baby I don't need to know who Your big love was yesterday Oh, and there's no way to tell If you and I are gonna Make it all the way 'Cause what is past
Well, I don't care if the sun don't shine I don't care if the bells don't chime Just as long as you love me I don't care if the tops don't spin I don'
LEAVE MY BABY ALONE (Harlan Howard - Bobby Bare) « © '64 Tree Publishing » RECORDED BY WANDA JACKSON Don't you be a tellin' my baby lies
Midnight flights and barroom lights and rollin' for three days and nights And motel rooms have been my only home They gave me these sad knowing eyes and
I'll only miss her When I think of her And I'll think of her... All the time Likely I'll spend my days Hearing her turn a phrase Things I found to praise
[Verse 1:] Sorry that I've been so off and on One day I'm feelin' you, the next day I don't know The reason is that I been hurt before and now I'm insecure
such a perfect love he had your heart wide open he had you flying high in the beginning then eventually, the perfect picture faded and now you wanna
Just as much as ever I need you and want you to be here Just as much as ever I love you, and always will, my dear Even though we two are parted My feelings
solo and it's not on and I'm the jackass (playing in Boise...unsuccessfully) so were gonna fix this problem bobby and nick bobby your gonna make sure
Well, it's half past seven, I'm by the phone I'm going to the hop alone But I don't wanna stay at home I'm going to the hop alone Bobby, Tommy, Billy
Shady, old mix Back, second round's on me Kuniva, Cashis, Stat Quo, Bobby Creekwater Obie Trice, what? *** didn't kill me Now a **** gon' get Peel my
To breakaway [sax solo] Bobby lay 'neath a sheet of stars last night His back on blacktop still warm from the heat of the day From breakaway Bobby
got my finger on the trigger But I don't know who to trust When I look into your eyes There's just devils and dust We're a long, long way from home, Bobbie