cantina But I didn't say it, oh no Vincent Price said, "It's alright" Vincent Price said, "It's okay" Vincent, Vincent Price said, "It's alright" Ah, Vincent
would not listen They did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds and violet haze Reflect in Vincent
would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps, they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent
with the ghost, with the ghost of Vincent Price With the ghost of Vincent Price With the ghost of Vincent Price With the ghost of Vincent Price With the ghost of Vincent
These words he speaks are true We're all humanary stew If we don't pledge allegiance to The Black Widow The horror that he brings The horror of his sting
would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent
Taken. When I look into your eyes I see my life And for the first time and I forget to take a breath. So overwhelmed, so completely shaken. I'm taken
Bill might be from Kentucky And Jimmy from Tennessee I'm an All American Bluegrass girl And proud as I can be Each day I greet the mornin' With the sounds
You cannot gossip, and cheat and lie, and make it to those pearly gates. You must love your neighbor as you love yourself. Your heart can't be filled
You're a midnight angel, at twelve is when you start Searching for a victim to feed your hungry heart You say you don't love me, still I wait all alone
Forever Ain't That Long Anymore Rhonda Vincent And The Rage, All American Bluegrass Girl Album Somewhere tonight a woman cries alone Broken vows from
I thought I'd take a quick ride To ease my worried mind. But lonesome was the blacktop, So I pulled off to the side. As I drove into the parking lot,
Listen to rhythm of the wheels go round Hypnotic sound of the driver on this old train I'd like to be in Tennessee but they don't want me I'm an outcast
I came into the parlor, a precious soul had gone home, I grieved with the family who'd been left all alone, The tears were freely flowing their grief
Way back in the hills, as a boy I once wandered Buried deep in her grave lies the one that I love She was called from this earth, a jewel for Heaven More
Times were hard but they were fun in 1941 The year that Jim and Catherine fell in love They were graduating college, their heads were full of knowledge
Jesus built a bridge to Heaven A mighty, mighty bridge to Heaven Jesus built a bridge to Heaven With three nails, and two cross-ties Took His people
