Sticks and Stones
Lawrence Tracy lyrics
Lawrence Tracy lyrics
"Froze Over Lyrics"
My Walking Stick 1938 Lyrics
Take away my high hat Take away my favorite tie Take away my white spats I'll still get by But my walking stick
Take away my high hat Take away my favorite tie Take away my white spats I'll still get by But my walking stick
I was raised in a Christian home
On Bible readin gospel songs
Church doors opened up you'd see my face
Sundays twice, Weds too, I'd take my seat on the front row pew,
Singing Rock of Ages and Amazing Grace
Preacher said heavens the place to go
Wi
Toch Ga Ik Weg Lyrics
Sarah ik denk aan jou Al weet je nu niet wat ik bedoel Sarah ik geef om jou Al weet ik niets van dat wat ik voel Al
th pearly gates and streets of goldSarah ik denk aan jou Al weet je nu niet wat ik bedoel Sarah ik geef om jou Al weet ik niets van dat wat ik voel Al
I guess for the preacher thats alright
But I hope heavens another story
With a good ole boy bound for glory
A little bit like of texas on a saturday nite
Chorus
And I hope heaven has a honky tonk
With a 5 pc band,
What It Takes Lyrics
Featuring Jully Black] CHORUS what does it take to make it what does it take to make it VERSE 1
Cowboy boots,and bluejeans are part of the master plan
And I hope Hanks on the juke box, Bob Wills has a fiddle in his hand
And I hope heaven has a honky tonk with a 5 piece band
I hope those hardwood floors are just like glass
The girls I ask wanna dan
And each and every waitress is divine
I hope that mean old bouncers got a big halo
Those neon lights will always glow
They ain't never heard of closing time
Repeat Chorus|Repeat Chorus
I hope heaven has a honky tonk with a 5 pc band
Featuring Jully Black] CHORUS what does it take to make it what does it take to make it VERSE 1
Cowboy boots,and bluejeans are part of the master plan
And I hope Hanks on the juke box, Bob Wills has a fiddle in his hand
And I hope heaven has a honky tonk with a 5 piece band
I hope those hardwood floors are just like glass
The girls I ask wanna dan
Stereo Child Lyrics
(Your tradition) Im getting so sick of creating this music to please you The way it used to be is the very thing that blinds yo
ce(Your tradition) Im getting so sick of creating this music to please you The way it used to be is the very thing that blinds yo
And each and every waitress is divine
I hope that mean old bouncers got a big halo
Those neon lights will always glow
They ain't never heard of closing time
Repeat Chorus|Repeat Chorus
I hope heaven has a honky tonk with a 5 pc band