driveing down the highway, just the other day we carried on so long then i realized we’d lost our way so we start to argue about so many things who was to blame we were going insane when i hear these voices sing oh… where are we going seems we’ve reached another stalemate that’s alright i don’t wanna fight i’m so sick of talking about how we could or might be change things, work it out i feel so trapped that i want to shout you know i’m seeing red all i hear are these voices in my head singin’ it seems the world around me is a reflection of my life my trieals and tribulations are like problems of great nations as we travel on as a species we move farther from our past and i hope as we look into the future there’ll be less anxiety singin’
Dear Mama, well, here's a letter from your girl Well, I think my city days…
(Skip Ewing/Donny Kees) I've been trying not to love you I've been putting up a…
She is my everything From her sun tanned shoulders Down to the freckles On her…
(G. Bonds) Bonds Anderson Music Publishing (BMI) WELL, SHE COULD
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