Sawyer Brown Lyrics
Sawyer Brown Lyrics
"Cafe On The Corner Lyrics"
Why'd Ya Do It Lyrics
When I stole a twig from our little nest And gave it to a bird with nothing in her beak, I had my balls and my brains put into a vice And
When I stole a twig from our little nest And gave it to a bird with nothing in her beak, I had my balls and my brains put into a vice And
At the cafe down on the corner
With a lost look on his face
There ain't no fields to plow
No reason to now
He's just a little out of place
Well they say crime don't pay
But neither does farmin' these days
And the coffee is cold
And he's fifty years old
And he'
Catfish Bates Lyrics
They call me Catfish Bates 'Cause I can catch a catfish anytime I want to Even when the moon man tells me they won’t bite They call me
s got to learn to live some other way They call me Catfish Bates 'Cause I can catch a catfish anytime I want to Even when the moon man tells me they won’t bite They call me
At the cafe down on the corner
With a lost look on his face
There ain't no fields to plow
He's busin' tables now
He's just a little out of place
And the meek shall inherit the earth
And the bank shall repossess it
This job do
Seas Of Silence Lyrics
loneliness is holding my life please give me reason why I find this hue in your glance but still I fear to look in your eyes whi
n't pay half what it's worthloneliness is holding my life please give me reason why I find this hue in your glance but still I fear to look in your eyes whi
But it's a thankful man that gets it
At the cafe down on the corner
With a lost look on his face
There ain't no fields to plow
He's wishin' for one now
He's just a little out of place
All these soldiers without wars
And hometown boys
JOURNALISTS WHO LIE Lyrics
Journalists who lie Stealing the money Prospering with spite Hate-In-A-Hurry Oh, see how : They're only trying to make
without a homeJournalists who lie Stealing the money Prospering with spite Hate-In-A-Hurry Oh, see how : They're only trying to make
Farmers without fields
Dealers without deals
And they sit here drinking coffee all alone
At the cafe down on the corner
With a lost look on their face
There ain't no fields to plow
They still remember how
They're just a little out of place