A shoe shine boy gave me a nickel With a smile on his face The school kids would give me some gin If I would let them in They were shaking all over Ran
If this is Heaven Then I'm in Hell If trust is misfortune Then wish me well This while I think of sadness, baby Your light shines through Your light
to the trenches We're goin' back to the trenches We're goin' back to the trenches We're goin' back to the trenches (written by nazareth) Copyright 1982
Reach out and touch my fire I'll make you know you're alive Sweet love, move in slow Stretching out like a wire I'll take you right to the top Girl as
Walkin? down on main street Well, it's not the same street like before Those drinks that I've been drinkin? were stirred not shaken, ooh it's sore My
She used to be someone you could depend on To brighten up your coldest winter day But the one she leaned upon Let her down, now has moved on And morning
My bills are all due and the baby needs shoes And I'm busted Cotton is down by a quarter a pound But I'm busted I got a cow that went dry and a hen that
Blind in my one good eye My mind just won't reply Somethin' from way down south Kinda formin' a dust in my mouth Lookin' for a place to hide Lookin'
She knows all about me She knows all my felonies She got the moves to make me tremble She's got me on my knees She's got life-time guarantees In got no
Called her name, but the wind blew strong I called in vain, though I tried so long Called the sea, to bring her home But the sea don't hear, and I'm still
I'm not just something You can pick up or put down Entertainment value Like some circus clown Don't give green stamps with my emotions Don't have a cut
When I was young I used to understand That when you're with a girl, you gotta act like a man Mama told me that's the way it should be And I know my mama
Legs up to her shoulders All the way back down She's not playin', she knows what she's doin' And the word's out on the town She wanna be a cheerleader
You believe man can fly Put on your 3-d glasses Get a shark in the eye (mccafferty, sweet, charlton, ngnew) Publishing copyright:m.a.c.s. music Copyright 1986 nazareth
What gives you this crazy thought That you can talk to my woman? What's your claim to fame? What gives you half a mind To even think her name? What's
If you want to go out You've got to take her out, cocaine And if you want to get down Down on the ground, cocaine She don't lie, she don't lie She don
slack clown It's time that you knew your place Come on break down 'cause yours is no disgrace No slack clown It's time to close your face (written by nazareth
I am just a child in the sun Just another soul on the run One more of your unwanted sons Tell me, where can I go? I had a line, I tried for a while Now