Almost heaven, west virginia Blue ridge mountains Shenandoah river - Life is old there Older than the trees Younger than the mountains Growin like
Pretty woman, walkin' down the street. Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet, Pretty woman, I don't believe you. You're not the truth. No one could
If you love somebody enough you'll follow wherever they go That's how I got to Memphis, that's how I got to Memphis If you love somebody enough and you
I remember how we started as one And the moment you decided to run Never wanted to hurt anyone That much I know Maybe it's another part of your
I want to live, I want to give I've been a miner for a heart of gold. It's these expressions I never give That keep me searching for a heart of gold And
I bless the day I found you I want to stay around you And so I beg you, let it be me Don't take this heaven from one if you must cling to someone Now
We're caught in a trap I can't walk out Because I love you too much baby Why can't you see What you're doing to me When you don't believe a word I say
It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well You could see that Pierre did truly love the madamoiselle And now the young monsieur and
I'm sorry so sorry but I was such fuul I dindn't know love could be so cool You tell me must takes are partner be and young but I don't write the round
Crazy...I'm crazy for feelin' so lonely I'm crazy...crazy for feelin' so blue I knew you'd love me as long as you wanted And then someday, you'd leave
Riding on the City of New Orleans, Illinois Central Monday morning rail Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders, Three conductors and twenty-five sacks
Love is a burning thing And It Makes A fiery Ring Bound By Wild Desire I Fell Into A Ring Of Fire CHORUS: I Fell Into A Burning ring of Fire I Went Down
And I love you so The people ask me how How I've lived till now I tell them I don't know I guess they understand How lonely life has been But life began
dans tous les plis de ses bottes usees y'a la poussiere d'endroits ou il a marche ou pour survivre il a fait tous les metiers et certains soirs, meme
It was the third of June, another sleepy, dusty Delta day I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was balin' hay And at dinner time we stopped and we
Lay,lady,lay,lay across my big brass bed lay,lady,lay,lay across my big brass bed whatever colors you have in your mind I'll show them to you and you
Un besoin de t' offrir quelque chose Qui touche ton coeur Un bijoux certi de mille emeraudes Des parfums d' ailleurs Un besoin d' ecrire une lettre De