Friday's child, hard luck is her brother Friday's child, her sister's misery Friday's child, her daddy they call hard times Friday's child, that's me
I am the sea, you are the wind that comes me when by storm. I am the land, you are the tree I've loved since it was born. I am the sky that holds the
I am a part of every road you walk down and I am a part of every dream that you found. And when you cry I'll cry along with you and should you die I
I've seen the Golden Gate in San Francisco Bay I've seen the Empire State and walked down ol' Broadway I've seen the northern lights in some Alaskan
My old barn's about to cave in It'll fall right on the house I'm in My burial insurance is overdue again Still I might break even this year Well I got
hear a lace a hundred miles for Jose (Jose Jose) And as his fame grew his fortune grew too but he gave much of this fortune away Because he knew that other
People used to bill and coo But that don't make it with you Coz there's other things we do In our time, baby In our time, yeah In our time, baby In our
Leather and lace hangin' in place and the fire was as warm as the wine the leather was hot the lace it was not so she left my side for a time ran into
(La la la la la La la la la la...) He don't have to work at his job no more He don't have to be like he was before Got no money that he can spend somebody
Back when I was ten Jim was my best friend We'd go down to the station and watched the trains come in The long black train the long black train Some
Female: I've been where the eagle flies. Rode his wings 'cross autumn skies. Kissed the sun, touched the moon. But he left me much too soon. His lady
Look at that woman standin' there look at that woman ain't she fair Look at that woman seems so fine Lord I wish that woman was anybody else of but mine
Standin' on some muddy roadside With my back turned toward the rain I think I'm twenty miles from somewhere I know I'm thirty years insane And my shoes
oh Kari I'm coming home oh Kari I'm coming home Gatorade and lemonade and lying naked in the shade pretending that I got it made by than sniff and stuff
good till Christmas and the lone ranger ain't my friend anymore You can never say what his name was just left this silver bullit split or was it the other
Me and Charlie shot a man this morning He was such a dreary man this morning His gun was fast and that's a fact so Charlie shot him in the back Me and
Tell you babe I'm not the lovin' kind So you better get it off your mind Give you money I don't care take you with me anywhere Oh tell you babe I'm not
One night Johnny sang the truth to me on a northbound train from Nashvile Tennessee Taught me all the letters in a lam sang 'freedom is where you think
