Heaven may be an answer If you're lookin' for Eden in the sky On your waters I see a strange reflection Rumor has it I'll see you when I die Everyone
James Holladay was a working man He made his living on the land But living alone was too much to stand So Jim found a woman to understand Two years
You have one letter left to send With no beginning and no end You saw them in the park The laughter in the dark, oh no How can you face him and pretend
Railroad smoke sifting through the strong southern sky I always knew that one day I'd see you die Said the man at the junction To the boy in conjunction
Living on the riverside taking it all in my stride Living on the riverside, I'm taking life like a big long ride You stay on your side and I'll stay
Ah, get behind me Satan Quit ravishing the land Does it take the children To make you understand? Ah, all across the nation People don't understand
down the road Tell me, how long you gonna stay here, Joe? Some people say this town don't look good in snow You don't care, I know Ventura Highway
Watership Down, gather around There's a story to be told It's for the young and for the old You might hear them in the distance If your ear's to
Sitting by the fireside with a book in your hand Two lazy dogs sittin' watchin' your man Three roses were bought with you in mind Three roses were
By livin' all those years (Here) By livin' all those years (Here) By livin' all those years (Here) By livin' all those years (Here) By livin' all those years
We used to laugh, we used to cry We used to bow our heads then, wonder why And now you're gone, I guess I'll carry on And make the best of what you
running from the man That goes by the name of the Sandman He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye Of a hurricane that's abandoned Ain't the years
There's a little girl out lyin' on her own She's got a broken heart She's not the kind to take you down for long She knows and plays it smart (Ah
I've been down to the water I've been on top of the world Somebody should come and see me Somebody should give me the word 'Cause I don't know how
Mary, have you seen better days? And will you find different ways? And does he really mean that much to your heart? Carry, all of the weight you can
One more song about movin' along the highway Feel the fantasy in the air (Ah -- --) Filled the room with flowers from Norway Sensed her majesty
You, can I make it known I'd like to take you home You been away so long I'd like to see you But when I saw you at the local hop I tried to take
