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A whippoorwill on a window sill it should have made me smile, i met a kind and gentleman who thinks the world of me and when he looks my way it is a woman that he sees Child, i thought i could out run the emptiness inside of me so i went a little crazy
A southern sense of humour and you got someone like me there are thorns on every rose to this i m reconciled, like silver rain they fell upon this melancholy child
heaven help us all
My mother s lullaby that train that ran behind our home, heaven help us all Tillis, now a restless blood runs in our family
Heaven help us all, but everything sounds lonesome to a melancholy child, i met a kind and gentleman who thinks the world of me and when he looks my way it is a woman that he sees
Went a little wild, you take a black irish temper and some solemn cherokee Melancholy, you take a black irish temper and some solemn cherokee
another melancholy child
Like silver rain they fell upon this melancholy child, now a restless blood runs in our family, now a restless blood runs in our family
another melancholy child
while she bounced me on her knee
Like silver rain they fell upon this melancholy child, but everything sounds lonesome to a melancholy child, a baby with a baby just barely seventeen
Heaven help us all, a southern sense of humour and you got someone like me there are thorns on every rose to this i m reconciled Melancholy, they re just a little sharper to a melancholy child
He takes me in his arms and rocks his melancholy child, but when i can t explain to him the tears that fill my eyes, my mother s lullaby that train that ran behind our home
but when i can t explain to him the tears that fill my eyes
He takes me in his arms and rocks his melancholy child, they re just a little sharper to a melancholy child Child, you take a black irish temper and some solemn cherokee
A baby with a baby just barely seventeen, and in my own babe s eyes i see the signs of melancholy child, trying to outdistance my own melancholy child
A daddy on the road added to her tears and trials, and in my own babe s eyes i see the signs of melancholy child Pam, went a little wild
I thought i could out run the emptiness inside of me so i went a little crazy, while she bounced me on her knee, you take a black irish temper and some solemn cherokee
trying to outdistance my own melancholy child
Like silver rain they fell upon this melancholy child, but when i can t explain to him the tears that fill my eyes
while she bounced me on her knee
My mother s lullaby that train that ran behind our home, they re just a little sharper to a melancholy child
While she bounced me on her knee, but everything sounds lonesome to a melancholy child
he takes me in his arms and rocks his melancholy child
I thought i could out run the emptiness inside of me so i went a little crazy, trying to outdistance my own melancholy child, heaven help us all
He takes me in his arms and rocks his melancholy child, i thought i could out run the emptiness inside of me so i went a little crazy
you take a black irish temper and some solemn cherokee
Trying to outdistance my own melancholy child, now a restless blood runs in our family
but everything sounds lonesome to a melancholy child
The sounds of my childhood still linger in my song, i met a kind and gentleman who thinks the world of me and when he looks my way it is a woman that he sees, trying to outdistance my own melancholy child
i met a kind and gentleman who thinks the world of me and when he looks my way it is a woman that he sees
Trying to outdistance my own melancholy child, my mother mourned her innocence, you take a black irish temper and some solemn cherokee
Heaven help us all, i thought i could out run the emptiness inside of me so i went a little crazy
A daddy on the road added to her tears and trials, a daddy on the road added to her tears and trials, a southern sense of humour and you got someone like me there are thorns on every rose to this i m reconciled
while she bounced me on her knee
A southern sense of humour and you got someone like me there are thorns on every rose to this i m reconciled, a whippoorwill on a window sill it should have made me smile
a southern sense of humour and you got someone like me there are thorns on every rose to this i m reconciled
Like silver rain they fell upon this melancholy child, the sounds of my childhood still linger in my song Child, my mother s lullaby that train that ran behind our home
but when i can t explain to him the tears that fill my eyes
But everything sounds lonesome to a melancholy child, you take a black irish temper and some solemn cherokee, went a little wild
now a restless blood runs in our family
heaven help us all
a southern sense of humour and you got someone like me there are thorns on every rose to this i m reconciled
like silver rain they fell upon this melancholy child
A baby with a baby just barely seventeen, i thought i could out run the emptiness inside of me so i went a little crazy Child, a baby with a baby just barely seventeen
another melancholy child
They re just a little sharper to a melancholy child, a southern sense of humour and you got someone like me there are thorns on every rose to this i m reconciled, my mother s lullaby that train that ran behind our home
A daddy on the road added to her tears and trials, the sounds of my childhood still linger in my song