Want to I think I love you You got ripped jeans I'm only 19 What do you wanna do? You got your cigarette I got my headset We're two of a kind You're
What you're gonna do You ain't no friend of mine Look what you've put me through Now that I'm the blue gangsta What you're gonna do You ain't no friend
I feel so bad, I gotta worried mind I'm so lonesome all the time Since I left my baby behind on blue bayou Savin' nickels, savin' dimes Workin' till
Money talks But it don't sing and dance and it don't walk Long as I can have you here with me I'd much rather be forever in blue jeans Honey's sweet
West Coast, it's time to stand up We gon' unite 'round this motherf*** one time I'm callin' every real Crip And every real B dog to the table right now
Blue guitar, fortune of my ways Making of my days New chord, counting up the ways Happiness is lazy If you don't know the song If you can't put the words
I'll have a blue Christmas without you I'll be so blue thinking about you Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree Won't be the same dear if you're
Watered, watered, watered, watered (Ooh) (Num num num, num num num, num) Is it hot as hell in here, or is it me? It really is a mystery (Aah, aah) (Num
He said, "I got me a nice new apartment In a city, wouldn't you have hated that? I'm getting by with a broken heart you left me with." He hangs up the
Well my mama told me, my papa told me too Now my mama told me, papa told me too Well I shouldn't be here tryin' to sing these railroad blues Wish I had
All the years combine They melt into a dream A broken angel sings from a guitar In the end, there's just a song Comes crying like the wind Through all
I had a hard time waking this morning I got a lotta things on my mind Like those friends of yours, they keep bringing me down Just hangin' round all the
Sit here and wonder Why am I so blue Is it because I'm still in love with you? Blue, blue feeling Got me down today Blue, blue feeling My baby's gone
Yo Listen Up, Heres A Story About A Little Guy That Lives In A Blue World And All Day And All Night And Everything He Sees Is Just Blue Like Him Inside
(Billy Joel) Hey Lord, take a look on around tonight And find out where my baby's gonna be Hey Lord, would ya look out for him tonight For he is far
Just a few old memories Slipped in through my door Though I thought I had closed it So tightly before, I can't understand it Why it should bother my mind
I got in a little trouble At the county seat Lord, they put me in the jail house For loafin' on the street Well, the judge said guilty He made his point
(Rachel Parton Dennison) I am ready Oh, my children When Jesus knocks at my door I'll be there come morning Don't weep for me I'll be with my Lord