Kenny Rogers Lyrics
Kenny Rogers Lyrics
"Green Green Grass of Home Lyrics"
Valentine Lyrics
(Jim Brickman/Jack Kugell) If there were no words no way to speak I would still hear you If there were no tears
(Jim Brickman/Jack Kugell) If there were no words no way to speak I would still hear you If there were no tears
The old hometown looks the same
as I step down from the train
And there to meet me is my mama and papa
And down the road I look and there runs Mary
her golden lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green green grass of home.
Yes they've all
The Curse Lyrics
I can see the dead All the time I feel their chilling presence Constantly afraid Why was I born cursed with this penance? come to meet me
arms reaching smiling sweetly
It's so good to touch the green green grass of home.
The old house is still standing
though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on
down the lane I'd walk wi
her golden lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green green grass of home.
Yes they've all come ...
Then I awake and look around me
at the gray walls that surround me
And I realized that I was only dreaming
For there
arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak again
I'll touch the green green grass of home.
Yes they'll all come to see me i
n the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me neath the green green grass of home.
I can see the dead All the time I feel their chilling presence Constantly afraid Why was I born cursed with this penance?
arms reaching smiling sweetly
It's so good to touch the green green grass of home.
The old house is still standing
though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on
down the lane I'd walk wi
Megalomania Lyrics
Strange but the men Who made the maze were blind In vain we seek the way out now They thought it all Out many years ago<
h my sweet Mary Strange but the men Who made the maze were blind In vain we seek the way out now They thought it all Out many years ago<
her golden lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green green grass of home.
Yes they've all come ...
Then I awake and look around me
at the gray walls that surround me
And I realized that I was only dreaming
For there
Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis Lyrics
Charlie, I'm pregnant And living on 9th Street Right above a dirty bookstore Off Euclid Avenue Stopped taking dope Q
s a guard and there's a sad old padre Charlie, I'm pregnant And living on 9th Street Right above a dirty bookstore Off Euclid Avenue Stopped taking dope Q
arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak again
I'll touch the green green grass of home.
Yes they'll all come to see me i
n the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me neath the green green grass of home.