him my pa, and he called me his son And I came away with a different point of view And I think about him, now and then Every time I try and every time
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash And left my mama a goodbye note By sundown, I'd left Kingston With my guitar up under my coat I hitchhiked all
village stood a maple on the hill Where I sat with my Geneva long ago As the stars were shining brightly we could hear the whippoorwill As we sat beneath
, In the corner seen a dope fiend, blowing a smoke screen, Sat down, looked at the picture on the bottle label, It was the same man and the stripper that sat
sat a dyin' The baby down the hall was cryin' Somebody had a party goin' on The fat boy you told tales to Moved away the other day To think with no goodbye
To pick up a gift or two For through the forest, dear Darcy had friends That he loved very much He thought it'd be fine, at Christmas time To give each
Seems like only yesterday I left my mind behind Down in the gypsy cafe With a friend of a friend of mine She sat with a baby heavy on her knee Yet spoke
Is Just A Four Letter Word Seems like only yesterday I left my mind behind Down in the Gypsy Cafe With a friend of a friend of mine She sat with a baby
a card "unconditionally yours, all my love, from your mom" much more than wearing that little black suit and saying goodbye forever to you i haven't forgotten the times
years You didn't know me, any better than that Sweet lady Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth Blowing down the back roads headin' south Idiot wind, blowing every time
I could turn back the hands of time Still I wouldn't know what I'm supposed to change It's like a well gone dry, like a kiss goodbye And as the grip
[Music & Lyrics: Peavy Wagner] Oh, Angel, come and talk to me Oh, Angel, have mercy with me Maybe this is the time for wonders Maybe it's the time to
the end There are no words to say goodbye I hope you meet again Chorus: I never even met him But I know we'd be a pair We'd have sat in any pub
you'll meet again. I never even met him but I knew we'd be a pair we'd have sat down in any pub in town and had a good time there but there's
said to him I couldn't possibly permit you in O poor Mary Bellows Slade tipped his hat and winked his eye And turned away without goodbye O poor Mary Bellows She sat
Wanna have some quality time with my son So I brought him down to the fishin' hole Didn't like the feelin' of that worm in his hand Got mad, threw
's coming over me tonight It's time to take this wrong and make it right No time to lose before I die This is my very last goodbye You say you loved