we'll be Forever you'll see We two can be good company, you and me Yes, together, we two Together that's you Forever with me We'll always be good company
with fools who'll turn away Keep all good company Oo hoo oo hoo Take care of those you call your own And keep good company Soon I grew and happy too My very good
disappear three seconds flat And as you know, I don't really want you to go For I would much rather you stay with me Be on hand when I need good company
just drive Just get us out, dead or alive The road's too long to mention Lord, it's something to see Laid down by the Good Intentions Paving Company
: (feat. Willie Nelson) When I was seventeen It was a very good year It was a very good year for small town girls And soft summer nights We'd hide
bad man, Good lovin' gone bad, That's what I want to say, Good lovin' bad, good lovin', Good lovin' gone bad, Oh, baby I'm a bad man, Good lovin gone bad, Good
my pastance Hunt, sing and dance My heart is set; All goodly sport For my comfort Who shall me let? Company with honesty Is virtue, vices to flee; Company is good
At night I cover my ears in tears The man downstairs must have drank too many beers But one day you'll pay Doomed to this kid that you fueled with
dalliance, of good or ill some pastance. Company methinks then best, all thoughts and fancies of vices all Then who can say but mirth and play is best of all. Company
headache disappear three seconds flat And as you know, I don't really want you to go For I would much rather you stay with me Be on hand when I need good company
We'll look in all directions not a soul for miles around this scene is getting old gasp for air, I'll let you up if you will follow Me this scenery
When the rooms are filled with shadows And the ghosts of yesterday are all that remain You're still there Just waiting for a touch A feeling of acceptance
shout, just drive Just get us out, dead or alive The road's too long to mention Lord, it's something to see Laid down by the Good Intentions Paving Company
war Out the store 4-4 nigga, how bout yours? ! (yours? !) You are now in the company of greatness, (uh!) And I only like green faces - I'm a racist, let
(feat. Willie Nelson) When I was seventeen It was a very good year It was a very good year for small town girls And soft summer nights We'd hide from