Neil Young lyrics
Neil Young lyrics
"Fingers Lyrics"
Still Here Lyrics
[Z-Ro] Give me a pad and a pen, and I'll let the lesson begin The only way to survive my life, is straight up living in sin Ke
[Z-Ro] Give me a pad and a pen, and I'll let the lesson begin The only way to survive my life, is straight up living in sin Ke
Back in the days of covered wagons
A man had his own way
Whether talkin' to a woman
Or crossing the U.S.A.
No telephones were ringing
No angry words exchanged.
I wish I was back in the saddle now
Riding on the range.
Let your fingers do the walking
Call me up some time
I'm
That Same Song Lyrics
Well back in time with just a rhythm and rhyme Gregorian chants were a real big thing They took that chant and added harmony It was a different sound<
listed under Broken HeartsWell back in time with just a rhythm and rhyme Gregorian chants were a real big thing They took that chant and added harmony It was a different sound<
Looking for a good time.
I can't reach out and touch you
You're hung up on the line
I'm your disconnected number now
And you're a private line.
Well, I used to be so happy,
When you gave good 'phone.
I could call you up from anywhere
For a little bit of home
OEver Graensen Lyrics
Blev s? tr?tt p? den heta sommarn. tr?tt p? bilderna i stan' tr?tt p? Olssons skor och Kvarnen tr?tt om natten, tr?tt p? dan' Tr?tt p?
But now my heart is achingBlev s? tr?tt p? den heta sommarn. tr?tt p? bilderna i stan' tr?tt p? Olssons skor och Kvarnen tr?tt om natten, tr?tt p? dan' Tr?tt p?
After every call
By the way you talk you'd think
You never gave good 'phone at all.
Let your fingers do the walking
Call me up some time
I'm listed under Broken Hearts
Looking for a good time.
I can't reach out and touch you
You're hung up on the line
I'm
The Skys Got No Eyes Lyrics
The sky's got no eyes Is that way people suffer Why the good are crawling Just to die We are blind Is that way we're judging Cause we'r
your disconnected number nowThe sky's got no eyes Is that way people suffer Why the good are crawling Just to die We are blind Is that way we're judging Cause we'r
And you're a private line.
Let your fingers do the walking
Call me up some time
I'm listed under Broken Hearts.
Looking for a good time.
I can't reach out and touch you
You're hung up on the line
I'm your disconnected number now
And you're a private line.