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Cash Johnny lyrics
Cash Johnny lyrics
"Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down Lyrics"
Breaking It Slowly Lyrics
You know how it feels to roll away like a stone And sing like a dove thats found its way home The filth on the ground or washed up on the shore We try where theyve
You know how it feels to roll away like a stone And sing like a dove thats found its way home The filth on the ground or washed up on the shore We try where theyve
By: Kris Kristofferson
Recorded by J.R. Cash on: 7/10/70
Number one - Country Charts
Number 46 - Pop Charts
Number 43 - Top 100 Country Hits of All-Time
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 dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my c
Trespass Lyrics
Tampering with the codes to our existense. The blasphemy will take its toll. With blood on their hands, They alter our perception of reality. Morticians clad in white seek their p
lothesTampering with the codes to our existense. The blasphemy will take its toll. With blood on their hands, They alter our perception of reality. Morticians clad in white seek their p
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.
I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and the songs I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playin' with a can that he was kicking
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someon
Powder Your Face With Sunshine (Smile Smile Smile) Lyrics
Powder your face with sunshine Put on a great big smile Make up your eyes with laughter Folks will be laughing with you in a little while Whistle a tune of gladness Blue never w
e's fryin' chickenPowder your face with sunshine Put on a great big smile Make up your eyes with laughter Folks will be laughing with you in a little while Whistle a tune of gladness Blue never w
And it took me back to somethin'
That I'd lost somewhere, somehow along the way.
Chorus:
On a Sunday morning sidewalk
I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
And Su
Brokyn Needle Lyrics
Me and Mot were rockin' out back in his bedroom Underneath a tapestry of a Motley Crue back in their youth No time to just wake up from dreamin' CHORUS Brokyn Needl
nday mornin' comin' down.Me and Mot were rockin' out back in his bedroom Underneath a tapestry of a Motley Crue back in their youth No time to just wake up from dreamin' CHORUS Brokyn Needl
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singin'
Then I headed down the street
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed thru the canyon
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.
Repeat Chorus