Bobby Bare Lyrics
Bobby Bare Lyrics
"All The Good Times Are Past And Gone Lyrics"
Stay Awake Lyrics
well i know that we are dead, and my only regret is i gave you all i have, and you just left now all that's left are the memor
well i know that we are dead, and my only regret is i gave you all i have, and you just left now all that's left are the memor
All the good times are past and gone all the good times are past and gone
All the good times are past and gone what's left for a poor boy to do
I can still see my mama bend over that ol' washpot
And it's so doggone cold you could nearly freeze on the spot
My pa eatin' them flapjacks an
Groove Thing Lyrics
This is the midnight radio one As music in the moonlit starry night beneath this purple haze our common dark The heavens obscure, starlight
d yellin' for moreThis is the midnight radio one As music in the moonlit starry night beneath this purple haze our common dark The heavens obscure, starlight
And the kids makin' tracks across mama's clean floor
But all them good times are past and gone now all the good times are gone
Well you could look for miles down a winding railroad track
And see train a leavin' and hear one comin' back
And with a cloud of blue up over
Come With Us Lyrics
Come with Us. Learn the Truth. We will appear to you From time to time.
your headCome with Us. Learn the Truth. We will appear to you From time to time.
It's like something from a storybook that you once read
But all them good times are past and gone now all the good times are gone
All the good times are past and gone what's left for a poor boy to do
And go down on that river when the big boats make their run
And the canepole
Lost in your love Lyrics
Lost In Your Love I couldn't name the last three songs Or what that last exit sign said I guess I'm hypnotized by those little white
s grow so thick they block up the sunLost In Your Love I couldn't name the last three songs Or what that last exit sign said I guess I'm hypnotized by those little white
Just smell that coffee boilin' in an old tin can
And that hot grease poppin' in the fryin' pan
But all them good times are past and gone now all them good times are gone
All the good times are past and gone what's left for a poor boy to do