You looked inside my fantasies And made each one come true Something no one else had ever found a way to do I’ve kept the mem’ries one by one Since you took me in I know I’ll never love this way again I know I’ll never love this way again So I keep holdin’ on Before the good is gone I know I’ll never love this way again Hold on, hold on, hold on A fool will lose tomorrow Reaching back for yesterday I won’t turn my head in sorrow If you should go away I’ll stand here and remember Just how good it’s been And I know I’ll never love this way again I know I’ll never love this [...]
Tags: Dionne Warwick
Jeremiah was a bullfrog Was a good friend of mine I never understood a single word he said But I helped him a-drink his wine And he always had some mighty fine wine Joy to the world All the boys and girls Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea Joy to you and me If I were the king of the world Tell you what I’d do I’d throw away the cars and the bars in the world make sweet love to you Singing… Joy to the world All the boys and girls Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea Joy to you and me You know I love the ladies Love to have my fun [...]
Tags: Three Dog Night
How many roads must a man walk down Before they call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? How many times must the cannon balls fly Before theyre forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind. How many years must a mountain exist Before it is washed to the sea? How many years can some people exist Before theyre allowed to be free? How many times can a man turn his head And pretend that he just doesnt see? The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind The answer is blowin in the wind. How many times must a [...]
Tags: Peter Paul and Mary
Chorus1: When I was a little bitty baby My mama would rock me in the cradle, In them old cotton fields back home; Chorus2: It was down in louisiana, Just about a mile from texarkana, In them old cotton fields back home. Chorus3: Oh, when them cotton bolls get rotten You cant pick very much cotton, In them old cotton fields back home. Chorus2 Chorus1 Chorus2 Chorus3 Chorus2 Chorus1 Chorus2
Tags: Creedence Clearwater Revival
