Dear Warden wrote a mother, how much longer must I wait Before you send my boy back home to me She little knew the angels had unlocked the prison gates
I got a message, says that you wanna know me That's how I know today, it must be a Friday It's been a while since we were last wasted Funny how you never
Arararararara aira rararara rarara Harom mer? piros szalag Ej de nem er Istenem, istenem Vajon mi lelt engem? Harom mer? piros szalag Ej de nem er korul
O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark street shineth The everlasting
Up in the air when you're with me Down in the dumps when you're gone You're out of sight, my day becomes night Everything seems to go wrong I'm like
Same old stool, same old crowd I sit down, the music's loud It's time for me to sing your favorite song So tonight I'll stand in front of you And though
Over high mountains not too far away Is a valley I'm longin' to see There lives a maiden who wants be mine But her family cares nothin' for me Her Mother
There's no wings on my angel 'Cause she's not from Heaven above No halo on my angel But she's still the one that I love Well, I know love is blind still
Oh, I built so many temporary bridges That would only hold your love for just a day I can see there's nothin' I can do to hold you But there's one thing
Why did you have to care about me And make your plans for just we two Well, my heart's now pledged to another How can I ever have just you This is the
When things get rough from day to day for your man And it's a struggle just to see the long day through Knowing you will be waiting keeps me going, anticipating
Sittin' in a tree house Me and my baby Up where the whippoorwill's nest all day We cuddle all night In a tree house In a tree house Kissin' lots of
You made me love you I didn't wanna do it I didn't wanna do it You made me love you and all the time you knew it I guess you always knew it You made me
Put a little rainbow in your pocket Put a little starlight in your eyes Sunshine in your walk, your talk And soon you'll realize Happiness is made of
She will be waiting in Reno with love warm and tender She loves and wants me and her love to me she'll surrender This girl with the black eyes and skin
Wait a little longer, please Jesus There are so many wanderin' out in sin Just a little longer, please Jesus A few more days to get our loved ones in
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Written by Harlan Howard An old guitar picker had run out liquor So I sat down beside him and bought him a drink I bought him another and finally some