Back through the years I go wonderin' once again Back to the seasons of my youth I recall a box of rags that someone gave us And how my momma put the
Back through the years I go wondering once again Back to the seasons of my youth I recall a box of rags that someone gave us And how my mamma put these
Crickets are chirpin', the water is high There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry The windows wide open, African trees Bent over backwards
Crickets are chirpin' the water is high There's a soft cotton dress on the line, hangin' dry The window's wide open, African trees Bent over backwards
Well now Billy Voltaire was a piano player up from Miami way He used to play in the bars, he could sound like the stars Ladies would pay and pay, one
Back through the years I go wandering once again Back to the seasons of my youth I recall a box of rags that someone gave us and how my mama put the rags
ano ba ang hanap mo, pwede bang katulad ko ang ibigin mo.. d mo na kailangan pang pumunta sa dulo ng walang hanggan, para sumaya ipikit mo lang ang
nang makita ka sinabi sa sarili na sana ikaw na nga pinangarap na makasama ka sinta refrain: sana'y dinggin ang sasabihin ko chorus: para sa 'yo hindi
The fit is generous and loose The coat is filled with down of goose Should I feel guilty about that? I wouldn't wear the fur of a cat The coat is black
I don't wear a coat since I love the cold. And it's not my fault I was never told to be polite when I speak. Bow to crowds' applause from empty seats.
Crickets are chirpin' The water is high There's a soft cotton dress On the line hangin' dry The windows wide open African trees Bent over backward In
I found comfort and courage in bottles of whiskey I swear to you friend that old high life sure gives me a scare Now I walked away lonely from those I
I found comfort and courage in bottles of whiskey I swear to you friends that that life is some risky I have backed away quickly from those who tried
I once knew a poet Lived before his time He and his dog, Spooner Listen while he'd rhyme Words to make you happy Words to make you cry Then one day the
The days drift by, they don't have names None of the streets here look the same There're so many quiet places And smilin' eyes match the smilin' faces
By: jimmy buffett 1973 When I pay my bills Gonna leave these tennessee hills Take my lady to the sea That's where we both come from That's where we both
By: jimmy buffett 1973 Lookin' back at my hard luck days I really do have to laugh Workin' in a dive for twenty six dollars Spendin' it all on grass We
By: jimmy buffett, jerry jeff walker 1973 She's a railroad lady Just a little bit shady Spendin' her days on the trains She's a semi-good looker But the
