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Ever since I met you Mama said I should forget you She said you were a waste of my sweet time I wish I would have listened Because now I'm sitting here
a flower, time is wasting." And it's hard to make a stand Hard to make a stand Hard to make a stand Hard to make a stand We got loud guitars and big
I've been hearing stories Ever since I've been gone Heard all about your women Women, wine and song Did you think I wouldn't find you out? Did you think
At the bottom of the ocean If you could hear me call your name Would the changing tides Ever turn you away? At the top of the mountain At the end of
I've seen the people As they walk down the street Smiling and looking so free As I stand on the corner With a tear in my eye Wondering how it would be
Love ain't worth the tears sometimes There's nothing left in this heart of mine I've stayed with you but I don't know why After all you've put me through
I pulled into Nazareth I was feelin' about half past dead I just need some place Where I can lay my head "Hey, mister, can you tell me Where a girl might
I am just a poor girl Trying to get back home Waiting by the station Barefoot on the stones Seven years from Ponchatoula Not one penny in my hand Please
the rest He was playing with fire Six string -- his thing No waking up from that dream Took it -- turned it upside down He rocked Woodstock Jump start -- never could stop Guitar
Don't have to go out Lookin' for trouble Trouble will find you it's a matter of time That's when you're gonna need someone behind you A true friend isn
I smell you on my fingertips I can taste you on my lips I can still hear the echo of our last goodbye You're the love I can't forget I see you everywhere
Big city or a hick town Sooner or later we'll be comin' around We like to party with a rowdy crowd We like our fiddles and our guitars loud So crank
Cause that's my muthafuckin biz I never sell out, cause it's no sale, kid Hardcore to my heart from the fuckin start Whether done over beats or loud guitars
it's far too short... Don't ever afford yourself for anyone else of course If anyone says, when you play guitar, It's always much too loud You can tell
our summer this is our song come grab your guitar sit by the fire cause we all need a song when we're weary and tired we'll sit here together and sing it out loud
Believe me Set the world on fire, yeah His majesty, Prince Jones smiled as he Moved among the crowd Ten thousand electric guitars Were groovin' real loud
a K, yeah them niggaz are hard Harder than a nigga trying to impress God We'll pull your're whole deck, fuck pulling your card And still take my guitar
