I beg your pardon, I never promised you a rose garden. Along with the sunshine, There's gotta be a little rain sometimes. When you take, you gotta give
Don't look so sad I know it's over But life goes on and this old world will keep on turning Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together There
Well I woke up Sunday morning with no way to hold my head that didn't hurt And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad so I had one more for desert Then
Beneath this snowy mantle cold and clean the unborn grass lies waiting for its coat to turn to green the snowbird sings a song he always sings and speaks
People see us everywhere they all think you really care But myself I can't deceive oh I know it's only make believe My one and only prayer is that some
s wonderful knowin' that I owe it all to you At last I've got a reason to be a living I'm at the end of the rainbow and the gold is in my hands Your love
I guess the excitement of keeping a secret the pleasure of playing a game Made us scheme made us plan to erase the middleman But now somehow things aren
Folks sit around with their face in a frown And gape about the way things they are They're happy to recieve but they hardly ever want to give I'm so
See the way he smiles and flirts behind him he's left miles of hurt I wonder just how many hearts he's told he would stay He wants a thrill and nothing
Crying in the darkness cause I'm going through another lonely night Waiting till the morning brings you home Trying to believe you cause you say each
hey boy, what ya doin' down there? dancin' alone every night while i live right above you i can hear your music playin' i can see your body swayin' one
Just a few short years ago I played a lot with Bill and Joe They seemed to think that I was quite a guy I could climb the highest tree And they would
Take the ribbon from my hair shake it loose and let it fall Laying soft against your skin like the shadows on the wall Come and lay down by my side till
I put my little girl to bed with teardrops in her eyes All day I've tried to comfort her and louder were her cries I left her there to say her prayers
Put your hand in the hand of the man who stilled the water Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea Take a look at yourself and you can
Jerry Miles was a boofrog a very good friend of mine I never understood a work he's said but I helped him drink his wine You know we always had some
You're watching the clock that hangs on the wall your hand is on the telephone And it seems that you're waiting for a knock on the door And I might as
If your sweetheart sends a letter of goodbye. It's no secret, you'll feel better if you cry. When waking from a bad dream, Don't you sometimes think