We broke down on the side of the road East Coast we had to cancel the shows I'm tryin' as hard as I can But I'd rather write a song than a business plan
thing as too much school Not to mention lean taught me how to play the piano and then Every summer I was out in South Ben Grand pops a bartender at
Words & music: don henley ** chantal would occasionally play a piano version of this song (a top 5 hit for don henley in 1984) during her early performances
monologue Six months on, the winter's gone The disenchanted pony Left the town with the circus boy The circus boy got lonely It's summer and it's sister song
I want my arms around you I?m already late for my train But I don?t think about that, I think of you, George At your piano, sweating in the summer heat
I was made in England, out of Cadillac muscle I had a quit-me father, had a love-me mother I had little Richard and that black piano Oh that sweet Georgia
with my clothes and piano And music and something to say I hear Paul owns a drum shop Jane teaches ballet and Christine's an OBGYN I'm writing songs
can rock the rap Who can rock, who can roll, who can flow like that Uhh, black rim and a pocket full of phone numbers From Pam Anderson to Suzanne Summers
Elle jouait du piano tous les soirs a sept heures Des valses de chopin, des marches militaires Des airs qui avaient fait un jour battre son coeur Son
Written by: Harry Nilsson Vocals: Harry Nilsson Piano: Nicky Hopkins Acoustic Guitars: Cris Spedding, Peter Frampton, John Uribe Electric Guitar: Klaus
daughter's engagement! Wall Street will have to do without him for a day! (sung) Mister Beale thinks making money matters more Than a restful family summer
big rathskeller where a swell colored fella, by the name of Bill Jefferson Lord QUARTET: played the piano while he'd sing a song VERONICA: Mmm-mmm. QUARTET
Tales Talk about a bleeding piano Right, this is a lovely little song now about the ups and downs of life Come on Come on Go I'm sick of you tasting
It was the same summer I learned to play 'It Had To Be You' on the piano The same summer we jumped the fence at the fair And you won in two throws the
We broke down on the side of the road, East coast we had to cancel the shows. I'm trying as hard as I can. But I'd rather write a song than a business
You said i hate guitar but i love piano so i, i wrote you this song i hope you know i didn't know you're name before this so i made one up and just in
I was made in England out of Cadillac muscle I had a quit-me father, had a love-me mother I had Little Richard and that black piano Oh that sweet Georgia
monologue Six months on, the winter's gone The disenchanted pony Left the town with the circus boy The circus boy got lonely It's summer, and it's sister song
