Buddha's gong And now he's poppin' the piano just to raise the price Of a ticket to the land of the free Well, he says his home's in Frisco where they
Been on the bus Since a quarter to one I'm baking like a chicken On the bus in the setting sun Home, home, home Under the window Is that a shot or a
the whispering palms Los Angeles I'm coming home so many miles ago we had to part Los Angeles how great the name City of the Angels home of my heart [ piano ] Sweet
Mom come home, I miss you Just for one kiss That's all I want If I had one wish I'd spend it all on you Sweet Heart please come home Mommy please come home
I long for my Indiana home. [ piano ] (When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash Then I long for my Indiana home sweet home) Back home again in
she sweet that cuddle buggin' baby of mine When the band begins to playin' and start to cuddle rug I can almost share her sayin' let's go home and cuddle
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier) Steve vai (guitar) Ray white (guitar, vocals) Tommy mars (keyboards) Chuck wild (piano) Arthur barrow (bass) Scott thunes
've given this its strength and it has become my only strength. Comforting home, mother's lap, chance for immortality where being wanted became a thrill I never knew The sweet piano
I`ve given this its strength and it has become my only strength. Comforting home, mother`s lap, chance for immortality Where being wanted became a thrill I never knew The sweet piano
spangled banner waving somewhere Waving on the land of the heroes brave and true In this war with its mad schemes of destruction Of our country fair and our sweet
[Brooks](spoken) Sorry to interrupt your rehearsal, Ma'am, but about Mr. Beale; surely he's coming home for the party? [Edith](spoken) I should say
I hear that old piano from down the Avenue I smell the pine trees, I look around for you Oh, my sweet, sweet, sweet old someone coming through the door
home to you Twenty thousand roads I went down down down And they all lead me straight back home to you From "The Return Of The Grievous Angel" A Tribute
On a night like this, I need your sweet kiss Yeah it's only you that can heal me girl Till there's no more rain, and there's no more pain Oh yeah darlin
of liquor and pills When the summer's long and the winter kills It's so hard It's so God damn hard You come home drunk and you come home dead Spreading
Maceo 1941-1942 RCA #66715-2 Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com My home's in Texas What am I doin' up here? My home's in Texas What am I doin' up here?
in the brickyard I declare, as sweet as she can be I got a girl in the brickyard She's just as sweet as she can be You know I love that woman I declare
McCoy (aka Ramblin' Bob and Robert Nighthawk) (John Lee 'Sonny Boy' Williamson) Recorded: November 11, 1937 Aurora, Illinois Robert Lee McCoy - vocal & guitar, Henry Townsend - piano