All day I've faced the barren waste, Without the taste of water: Cool water. (Water.) Old Dan and I, with throats burned dry, An' souls that cry for
Ok corral ok corral there the outlaw band make their final stand ok corral oh my dearest one must die lay down my gun or take the chance of losing you
My heart knows what the wild goose knows, I must go where the wild goose goes. Wild goose, brother goose, which is best? A wanderin' fool or a heart
HEY GOOD LOOKING WHAT YOU GOT COOKING HOWS ABOUT COOKING SOMETHING UP FOR ME HEY SWEET BABY DON'T YOU THINK MAYBE WE COULD FIND US A BRAND NEW RECIPE
Do not forsake me, oh, my darlin', On this, our wedding day. Do not forsake me, oh, my darlin', Wait; wait alone. I do not know what fate awaits me.
Jezebel. Jezebel. If ever the devil was born, Without a pair of horns It was you, Jezebel, it was you. If ever an angel fell, Jezebel, It was you
You can gamble for match sticks, you can gamble for gold. The stakes may be heavy or small. But if you haven't gambled for love and lost, You haven't
Mule train, yeah, yeah. Mule train: clippetty-clopping over hill and plain. Seems as how they?ll never stop. Clippetty-clop, clippetty-clop, clippetty
Rollin', rollin', rollin'. Rollin', rollin', rollin'. Rollin', rollin', rollin'. Rollin', rollin', rollin'. Rawhide! Hah! Hah! Keep rollin', rollin
Jealousy, night and day you torture me. I sometimes wonder if this spell that I?m under, Can only be a melody for I know no one but me, Has won your
To spend one night with you In our old rendezvous And reminisce with you That's my desire To meet where gypsies play Down in that dim caf And dance
Born in the heat of the desert My mother died givin' me life Deprived of the love of a father Blamed for the loss of his wife You know, Lord, I've been
I believe for every drop of rain that falls, A flower grows, I believe that somewhere in the darkest night, A candle glows. I believe for everyone who
SPOKEN: Bullet in my shoulder. Blood runnin' down my vest. Twenty in the posse and they're never. Gonna let me rest Till I became a wanted man I never
(B. Howard) [Recorded June 9, 1964, Los Angeles] Fly me to the moon Let me play among the stars Let me see what spring is like On a-Jupiter and Mars
So close your eyes, for that's a lovely way to be Aware of things your heart alone was meant to see The fundamental loneliness goes Whenever two can dream
: (B. Howard) [Recorded June 9, 1964, Los Angeles] Fly me to the moon Let me play among the stars Let me see what spring is like On a-Jupiter and Mars