Good Charlotte Lyrics
Good Charlotte Lyrics
"My Old Man Lyrics"
Greeny Green Lyrics
Intro: Ladies and Gentlemen, you are listening to the rulers of the spirit world (Really, Really, Really) Yeah, Yeah, that means poetry deep in this team Y
Intro: Ladies and Gentlemen, you are listening to the rulers of the spirit world (Really, Really, Really) Yeah, Yeah, that means poetry deep in this team Y
I Don't know too much about too much of my old man
I know he walked right out the door, we never saw him again
Last I heard he was at the bar, doin' himself in
I know I got that same disease, I guess I got that from him
This is the story of my old man
Just like his father before him
I'm tellin' you, do anything you can
Sometimes you're sentimental I know exactly what to do And if I'm temperamental You calm me down and you pull me through (chorus) We are the lucky on
Like them
Monday he woke up and hated life
Drank until Wednesday and left his wife
Thursday through Saturday he lost everything
Woke up on Sunday, miserable again
I remember baseball games and workin' on the car
Told me that he loved me and that I would go far
Showed me
My Town Lyrics
Streetlights look like ribs on my block... I can forget... where I am now... smiling as I pass some parked cars... I can forget... where I am and... ru
how to work hard and stick up for myselfStreetlights look like ribs on my block... I can forget... where I am now... smiling as I pass some parked cars... I can forget... where I am and... ru
Wish it wasn't too hard to listen to himself
This is the story of my old man
Just like his father before him
I'm tellin' you, do anything you can
So you don't end up just like them
Like them
Monday he woke up and hated life
Drank until Wednesday and left his wife
Long Legged Guitar Pickin' Man Lyrics
LONG LEGGED GUITAR PICKIN' MAN (Marshall Grant) « © '67 Perkins Publishing » Well I'm gonna start out walkin' just you wait and see Uh-huh guitar picke
Thursday through Saturday he lost everythingLONG LEGGED GUITAR PICKIN' MAN (Marshall Grant) « © '67 Perkins Publishing » Well I'm gonna start out walkin' just you wait and see Uh-huh guitar picke
Woke up on Sunday, miserable again
Again
Again
Again
Someday he'll wish that he made things right (made things right)
Long for his family and miss his wife (miss his wife)
Remember the days he had everything (everything)
Now he's alone and miserable again