Save Me
Pat McGee Band lyrics
Pat McGee Band lyrics
"Could Have Been A Song Lyrics"
Good Mother Lyrics
I?ve got money in my pocket I like the color of my hair I?ve got a friend who loves me Got a house, I?ve got a car
This could have been A song about the wind
But my words were blown away
I could have sung about tomorrow
But I couldn't find today
Forget about writing down my conversations
'Cause I can't think of what to say
With nothing left to sing about my ax
I got no choice but to sing to you
Chorus
Once won't you give me,
Twice won't you save me,
Three times won't you let me sing this song for you
I've been thinking about Singing about a painting,
But the colors make me spin
Fearless Lyrics
You say the hill's too steep to climb, Climb it! You say you'd like to see me try, Climb it! You pick the place
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Or the mystery of a spiral,I?ve got money in my pocket I like the color of my hair I?ve got a friend who loves me Got a house, I?ve got a car
This could have been A song about the wind
But my words were blown away
I could have sung about tomorrow
But I couldn't find today
Forget about writing down my conversations
'Cause I can't think of what to say
With nothing left to sing about my ax
Sweetheart Lyrics
i got your letter baby the one that said you been loving me too long maybe we should kick it in the head right on well i g
in tune,i got your letter baby the one that said you been loving me too long maybe we should kick it in the head right on well i g
I got no choice but to sing to you
Chorus
Once won't you give me,
Twice won't you save me,
Three times won't you let me sing this song for you
I've been thinking about Singing about a painting,
But the colors make me spin
Fearless Lyrics
You say the hill's too steep to climb, Climb it! You say you'd like to see me try, Climb it! You pick the place
where would I begin?
I could have sung about piety,
but I slammed right into sin
And now I've got a crowd around me,
what am I able to do?
I'll take this song and offer it to you
Might have sung about the ocean,<br /> but I'm stuck here on the shore
How could I ever ask for seconds,
I couldn't take no more
I almost thought about a phone call,
but talking's such a bore
People left an hour ago,
the window's tainted blue ( so am I)
and I wrote this song