Lyrics:
Or on a wintry evening
When you catch the fire's glow?
If ever I would leave you
How could it be in springtime?
Knowing how in spring I'm bewitched by you
Well, in the evening when the sun is sinking low
All day I been waiting for the whistle to blow
Sitting in a tee pee built right on the tracks
Rolling
tonk girl
I just can't make a right with all of my wrongs
Every evening of my life seems so long
I'm sorry and ashamed for all these things you see
And you make it hard
Friday evening
Sunday in the afternoon
What have you got to lose?
Tuesday morning
Please be gone I'm tired of you
What have you
at asking
Thinking the sun will fall in the evening
Will he remember the lesson of giving?
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
The heart
evening
Sing a little bit of these working man blues
Sometimes I think about leaving, do a little bummin' around
Throw my bills out the window catch
free to fly
Fly away, high away, bye-bye (ooh)
I never realized the passin' hours of evening showers
A slip noose hanging in my darkest dreams
I'm
the evening come and take ya
Take ya, take ya, take ya
Come on, baby, 'cause I, I wanna be lively myself, ya
(Lively up yourself)
(Lively up yourself)
the snow
Or on a wintry evening when you catch the fire's glow
If ever I would leave you, how could it be in spring-time
Knowing how in spring I'm
one evening
Hot cup of coffee and a smile
In a dress that I was certain
She hadn't worn in quite a while
There was a difference in her laughter
the blues
She wore scarlet begonias
Tucked into her curls
I knew right away
She was not like other girls, other girls
In the thick of the evening when
Look out of any window
Any morning, any evening, any day
Maybe the sun is shining
Birds are winging or rain is falling from a heavy sky
What do
understand
And when I, girl, I say that little something to ya
I wanna hold your hand
I gotta hold you every day, yeah
I wanna hold ya in the evening now
on down there
I can see some of you cats got dirty minds in the place this evening what I'm tryin'
To say, ladies love to hear their men say "baby I love
way of thinkin'
Like how to spend my evenings here at home
Listening to the music on the radio
Drinking all the Bluebird we can hold
And it's all
When I'm moving too fast
Where's my new address?
The water is evening now
The catacombs are filling in
If my soul was made of stone
No, not, not so
They sat together in the park
As the evening sky grew dark
She looked at him and he felt a spark
Tingle to his bones
'Twas then he felt alone
And they thanked him very much
So my mind was filled with wonder
When the evening headlines read
"Richard Cory went home last night
And put a bullet
pet
I know how to keep you wet
Baby, are you listening
Only if you're good girl
Break it down
Good evening
This is your pilot Prince speaking
deep)
Yes it do
(Yes it do' whoa-oh-ho yeah)
If you only believe
When you're down and out
When you're on the street
When evening falls so hard
I
upon my bed
In the early evening gloom
Impaled on my wall
My eyes can dimly see
The pattern of my life
And the puzzle that is me
From the moment
pressuring me, just stop pressuring me
Stop fuckin' with me, make me wanna scream
Oh my God, can't believe what I saw as I turned the TV
This evening, I
And he knows what he like to do
He knows he's gonna have fun with you
You lucky lady
And he knows when the evening comes
When his job is done, he'll be
Sugar
Sugar, do you know what I'm saying to you this evening? (If I was your girlfriend)
Maybe you think I'm being a little self-centered
But I, I
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