Love is a burning thing And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire I fell into a ring of fire I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down
Well, I had two weeks of vacation time coming After working all year down at 'Big Roy's Heating And Plumbing' So one night when my family and I were gathered
Never thought I would, get it. Never thought I could, get it. Get it like that, Get it like this Get it, like everybody knows. That we got something
(J.Rostill) Everybody laughs at the clown when he falls down People just smile and clap there hands together I don't have a big red nose or wear his
Sometimes many miles May lay between us But only for the job I choose to do And what part helps me Through my darkest hours Each mile brings me Closer
K-k-killer K-k-killer You have got your stranglers and prowlers in soft shoes Furniture makers, and carpenters too Bombers and commandos, all with some
Babe I need you again It's getting late I'm getting high Please let me in Love I give you all my love I just need someone to hold on to Won't you let
I'm waiting for the train Subway that only goes one way Stupid thing that will come, pull us apart Make everybody late Well, you spent everything you
[ Music:Vasce/Alessandro Muscio - Words:Vasce ] So many years have passed by And lots of things have changed We're no more the same And I've seen
You've cut out your dancing And you never see a show Friends drop by to pick you up And you hardly ever go It seems your head is in the clouds above
I remember when I was a lad Times were hard and things were bad But there's a silver linin' behind every cloud Just poor people that's all we were Tryin
At my door the leaves are falling A cold wild wind will come Sweethearts walk by together And I still miss someone I go out on a party And look for a
Don't call my name out your window, I'm leavin' I won't even turn my head Don't sent your kinfolks to give me no talkin' I'll be gone, like I said You
Two young cowboys went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge they rested as they went up on their way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed
A young cowboy named Billy Joe Grew restless on the farm A boy filled with wonderlust Who really meant no harm He changed his clothes and shined his boots
Beside a Singin' Mountain Stream Where the Willow grew Where the Silver Leaf of Maple Sparkled in the Mornin' Dew I braided Twigs of Willows Made a String
I hear the train a-comin' It's rollin' around the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine Since I don't know when I'm stuck in Folsom Prison And time keeps
Well, you wonder why I always dress in black Why you never see bright colors on my back And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone Well, there