t love There never was a time never was a time never was a time we didn't love Never was a time never was a time never was a time we didn't love
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t have butted in but you looked as if you could use a friend And I'd lost one myself and was looking about Remember it was kinda crazy I held my hand
time is short and there is work to do And we're still marching on the streets With little victories and big defeats But there is joy and there is hope and there
in turnin' on your light babe a light I'll never know Ain't no use in turnin' on your light babe I'm on the dark side of the road Still I wish there was
upon a time not very long ago the whole magic world was mine You made me believe then that you loved me so but that was once upon a time For you never
Chicken every Sunday mama everything's all right Johnny was just a little boy the day his daddy died And his mama had a hard time keepin' them both but
the same as love it's just a game we're soon tired of We were too young to marry anyhow hot blood was all there was between us Now there's the kids a
' from the pits of hell Then a boomin' laugh and a ghostly wail like somebody choppin' on the devil's tail Then a shout and a call a crash and a fall
Eats Cafe Now there's an old dollar bill in the frame on the wall The first one that Rose ever made It was once worth a dollar a long time ago but like
I was born in Saginaw Michigan I grew up in a house on Saginaw bay My dad was a poor hard working Saginaw fisherman Too many times he came home with too
Well friends you know once I was took in by a girl with a twinkly eye But the first time that I wasn't lookin' she ran off with a handsomer guy oh my
a friend Oh darling have you forgotten so soon Love that we knew just fell by the way the tears from my eyes fall day after day There was a time we were
gonna do now. I'm gonna tell you about a unicorn. Now who knows what a unicorn is? Let me tell you about.) A long time ago when the earth was green Well there was
stone Hangin' from a string in my momma's kitchen back in the hard time days Was a little ol' stone bout the size of an apple it was smooth and worn
a booming laugh and a ghostly wail Like somebody chopping on the devil's tail, Then a shout and a call, a crash and a fall, That
the time is short and there is work to do And we're still marching in the streets with little victories and big defeats But there is joy and there is hope and there