Lyrics:
into an accordion's ham.
They used to call me: "The Knucklebone Boy"
30 years later, I'm still going on.
50 years old, and i'm still doing strong.
I
so many lives
In the blessing of each breath
I have no fear of my death
Sin of reason has a tongue
Speaks of more
The gentle ones
Years have ears
lonely for you
Don't you despair
I will be there for you
Ohh, ohh
I will be there
Ohh, ohh
I will be there
Maybe this time next year we'll be together
You
1, 2, 3, 4
He'd slip away each day with the dimming light
And with the sweetest smile she'd kiss the child goodnight
At the mill she'd work her
me so lonely
The angels are singing in heaven tonight.
As the years passed away we cherished each other
No worries or cares to darken our day
From our
Two little boys had two little toys
Each had a wooden horse
Gaily they played each summer day
Warriors both of course.
One little chap had a mishap
I met this girl late last year
She said don't you worry if I disappear
I told her I'm not really looking for another mistake
I called an old friend
a shame
But the legend made Bonnie the head of the game
The rampage grew wilder with each passing day
The odds growing smaller with each getaway
With
didn't stop last Christmas Eve
Doesn't he know we live here
Will my mommy have to paint my toys
The way she did last year
Now if I say my prayers each
Has it been a year since the last time I've seen her
My God I could swear it was ten
And the ocean of liquor I drank to forget her
Is gonna kill
To keep away the chill, to keep away the chill
It was a rebel boy who brought her joy they say
Though the years had passed the memories stood fast each
Spread your wings for New Orleans
Kentucky bluebird, fly away
And take a message to Michael, message to Michael
He sings each night in some cafe
Christmas tree,
Much pleasure doth thou bring me!
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
Much pleasure doth thou bring me!
For every year the Christmas
Each time I look at you is like the first time
Each time you're near me the thrill is new
And there is nothing that I wouldn't do for
The rare
A long time ago, about a million years B.C.
The best things in life were absolutely free.
But no one appreciated a sky that was always blue
Christmas tree,
Much pleasure doth thou bring me!
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
Much pleasure doth thou bring me!
For every year the Christmas
Spread your wings for New Orleans
Kentucky bluebird, fly away
And take a message to Michael, message to Michael
He sings each night in some cafe
You better listen my brother
'cause if you do you can hear
There are voices still callin' from across the years
And they're cryin' across
We are born to this fantasy
Can't believe what they've done to you
Hard to see all these years go round
Taught to hide all that's true inside
cause
I didn't see this coming
Damn I really thought I knew
How to read you woman
All these years I thought I knew
How to treat you woman
I'm too old
to the prezi from
The time next classic
I got lines from a year
Go to charge just catch it
I thought smaller than a group got
To find out it was true
Money
Always, though I’m on probation
I still rock the nation
Out on bail, though last year I was in jail
Raise hell, until I get my mail
Will I fail? Hell nah,
a promise of mine
If you only as good as your word, then I'm about to shine
No need to rewind cause I'm not lookin' behind
This year I'm talkin' less
You better listen, my brother
'Cause if you do, you can hear
There are voices still calling across the years
They're all crying across the ocean
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