Terry Allen Lyrics
Terry Allen Lyrics
"Wolfman of del Rio Lyrics"
Turn To You Lyrics
You act so tough But I know what you're doing You think falling in love Means falling to ruin You build your walls so high You act your life out all alone You don't want to let me see That your heart's not made out of stone CH
You act so tough But I know what you're doing You think falling in love Means falling to ruin You build your walls so high You act your life out all alone You don't want to let me see That your heart's not made out of stone CH
Well
He took his first release
On a highway
In a 1953 green Chevrolet
An he was carryin and awful load
For just a 15 year old
'Til he laid his mind
On the center line
An turned up the radio
Goin a hundred miles an hour
Down the blue asphaltum line
Listenin to the Wolfman of Del Rio
An
He didn't give a damn
About the trouble he was in
Yeah deep down in his soul
He just wanted?o go
An you can tell by the look on his face
He's all caught up with the need
Heaven Only Knows Lyrics
(Paul Kennerley) Every night it's the same I feel your heart turn cold as rain And know that you'll be gone again I hear the front door close You say you got to go downtown I guess there's someone else you've found So why yo
To trade in some emptied out spaces(Paul Kennerley) Every night it's the same I feel your heart turn cold as rain And know that you'll be gone again I hear the front door close You say you got to go downtown I guess there's someone else you've found So why yo
For some speeeeeeed
An that good ol' American Dream
An
She took her first release
On the back seat
Of a 1961 black V-8 Ford
An she just give up al control
On that vinyl tuck-and-roll
Breathin hard
With a dark-eyed boy
That she barely even knowed
Goin a hundred miles an hour
Down the blue asphaltum line
Listenin to the Wolfman of Del Rio
An
She didn't give a damn
About the trouble she'd get in
Yeah deep down in her soul
Clone Lyrics
day breaks the same for the expressionless open the gates at a stand still routine media dreams, no reality pressure eager to be recognized fighting for promotion no time for rest no next door no contact impersonal glance afraid to go out lear
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She just wanted?o flowday breaks the same for the expressionless open the gates at a stand still routine media dreams, no reality pressure eager to be recognized fighting for promotion no time for rest no next door no contact impersonal glance afraid to go out lear
An you can tell by the paint on her face
She's all made-up for the need
To trade in some emptied out places
For some speeeeeeed
An that good ol' American Dream
An
Now they circle one another
Armed with the lives from their past
An
They fight to the death for their lies
'Til the bad feelings pass
Then they sit
An they smoke
An they drink
An they talk an talk an talk an talk
And then they stalk around
Like they're lookin for something
Little Light Lyrics
Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart Chorus: This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine. (Repeat twice) Ev'ry day, ev'ry day, ev'ry day, ev'ry day, gonna let my little light shine. On Monday, give me the gift of love, On Tuesday,
they've lostNick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart Chorus: This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine. (Repeat twice) Ev'ry day, ev'ry day, ev'ry day, ev'ry day, gonna let my little light shine. On Monday, give me the gift of love, On Tuesday,
But can never again be found
And it's crazy
Yeah crazy in the backyards
the bedrooms
the kitchens
Crazy out in the streets
Ahhh
Through all their cities
And even smaller towns
An
It most certainly seems
Some disease of the dreams
Has been goin 'round
Yes
It most certainly seems
Some disease of the dreams
Has been goin 'round
Goin a hundred miles an hour
Down the blue asphaltum line
Listenin to the Wolfman of Del Rio