everyone just stay high Same old story, same old song Goes all right till it goes all wrong Now you're going, then you're gone Same old story, same old
Way back yonder in the days of old The men was workin' but not savin' any dough Then came a woman lookin' real cool She said to herself "Now, that's my
say I know you're gonna live like a king and queen Baby you won't mind a word I say Yeah, we're gonna live and get old together, baby Yeah, 'till we old
That mean ole, mean ole Frisco And that long train, the Santa Fe That mean ole, mean ole Frisco And that long train, the Santa Fe Yes, they've taken my
dream girls are gonna love the way i toss my hair boys are gonna hate the way i seem Day old, day old, day old day old, day old, day old, day old blues
Old King sure meant a lot to me But that hound dog is history. King went a-runnin' after deer Wasn't scared of jumpin' off the truck in high gear King
Way back yonder in the days of old The men was workin? but not savin? any dough Then came a woman lookin? real cool She said to herself, "Now, that?s
I know you?re gonna live like a king and queen, baby Baby you won?t mind a word I say Yeah, we?re gonna live and get old together, baby Yeah, ?till we old
One, two, three, four This is a mean old world Baby to live in all by yourself I said a mean, mean, mean old world To live in all by yourself When you
you Same old story, same old song Goes all right till it goes all wrong Now you're going, then you're gone Same old story, same old song Same old story
, Sue Ellen, but I got to be moving on." As it turned out, I never did get to Springfield, Ohio. Oh, but sometimes, Sometimes when the moon is full I can hear that old
When I grow too old to dream I will have you to remember When I grow too old to dream your love will live in my heart So kiss me my sweet and so let us
jumpin' off the truck in high gear King went a-sniffin' and he would go Was the best old hound dog I ever did know. That old King
From beneath the grave of god Now in the dark age Where the angels are dead A voice in the silence whispers A new king has conquered this world Centuries
feel him curse the sky, strong our mighty father for him we will die Burn...we praise your fire and the fearful dark, rise...upon the graves and set life
Rage... behold the master feel him curse the sky, strong our mighty father for him we will die. Burn... we praise your fire and the fearful dark, rise
+You Went The Wrong Way, Old King Louie Louis the Sixteenth was the King of France in 1789. He was worse than Louis the Fifteenth. He was worse than Louis