You had to have it all
Well, have you had enough?
You greedy little bastard, you will get what you deserve
When all is said and done
I will be the one
To leave you in the misery and hate what you’ve become
Didn’t we almost have it all
When love was all we had worth giving?
The ride with you was worth the fall my friend
Loving you makes life worth living
A thumb goes up, a car goes by
It’s nearly one A.M. and here am I
Hitchin’ a ride, hitchin’ a ride
Gotta get me home before the morning light
I got no fare to ride a train
I’m nearly drowin’ in the pouring rain
Hitchin’ a ride, hitchin’ a ride
Gotta get me home to my baby’s side
Ride, ride, ride, hitchin’ a ride
Ride, ride, ride, hitchin’ a ride
“Is this the train to Desert Moon?” was all she said,
but I knew I’d heard that stranger’s voice before.
I turned to look into her eyes, but she moved away,
She was standing in the rain…
I’ve been through the desert
on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
So I just did me some talking to the sun
And I said I didn’t like the way he got things done
He’s sleeping on the job
Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep fallin’
But there’s one thing I know
The blues they send to meet me
Won’t defeat me
It won’t be long 'till happiness steps up to greet me
I talk to the trees,
That’s why they put me away…
And they’re coming to take me away ha haaaa!
To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes
This road leads to Rainbowville
Going My Way
Up ahead is Blue Bird Hill
Going My Way
Just pack a basket full of wishes
And off you start
With Sunday morning in your heart
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Here in Status Symbol Land
Mothers complain about how hard life is
And the kids just don’t understand
No, I wouldn’t put you on because it really did
It happened just this way
The day my mama socked it to the Harper Valley PTA
The day my mama socked it to the Harper Valley PTA
Honey in the bee hive
Honey bunch, heh
Every time you kiss me
Hits me like a punch
Ready ready ready ready ready
Ready or not. Hey!
I want, yes I do,
What you’ve got.
Sock it to me baby
Sock it to me baby baby
Gotta sock it
To me baby
Sock it to me baby,
Sock it to me baby, sock it
I’m at your house around midnight, don’t fall asleep
It’ll just be me, me, me on a late night creep
I’ma show you things that you can’t believe
Jump in this B E D and won’t you sock it 2 me
Midnight not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can dream of the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Memories light the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories of the way we were
Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another for the way we were
Look at me
I’m as helpless as a kitten up a tree
Ah, I’m walkin’ on a cloud
I can’t understand, Lord
I’m misty holdin’ your hand
Walk my way
And a thousand violins begin to play
Or it might be the sound of your “hello”
That music I hear, Lord
I’m misty the moment you’re near
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 look at others differently
Put your hand in the hand of the man
From Galilee
She left me for Jesus and that just ain’t fair,
She says he’s perfect, how could I compare,.
She says I should find him,
I’ll know peace at last,
If I ever find Jesus,
I’m kicking his ass…
Give it up to this planet full of strife we’re the brothers cup cuttin’ sharp as a knife
With the pop of a snap and the flip of a flap the cups went up like a natural fact
It was our shoulder space that made the perfect place
For the magic of the cup to style out with grace
With a tight turn twist and a slight swerve swank
The brothers cup kissed with a kick ass clank
I took it all for granted,
But how was I to know,
That you’d be letting go?
Now it cuts like a knife,
But it feels so right…