No I'm no angel
No I'm no stranger
to the streets
I’ve got my label
So I won't crumble
at your feet
And I know baby
So I've got scars
upon my cheek
And I'm half crazy
Come on and love me baby

So you find me hard to handle ...
well ...I'm easier to hold
So you like my spurs that jingle
And I never leave you cold
So I might steal your diamonds ...
I'll ... bring you back some gold
I'm no angel

I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when
I've been dinking bourbon whiskey, scotch, and gin
I'm going to high man I'm gonna get loose
Bring me a triple shot of that juice

late one night when the wind was still
daddy took the baby to the windowsill
to see a bit if heaven shoot across the sky

was the only time daddy saw it fly

Came from the east as bright as a torch
the neighbor's had a party on their porch
mama rocked the baby
daddy said Amen

when halley's came to jackson in 1910

I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin here
Your voice sounds so wonderful
But yer face don't look too clear
So bar maid bring a pitcher, another round o brew
Honey, why don't we get drunk and screw

I'm goin to Jackson
I'm goin to mess around
Yeah I'm goin to Jackson
Look out Jackson town

I see skies of blue,
and clouds of white
The bright blessed day,
dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
I hear babies cryin',
I watch them grow
They'll learn much more,
than I'll ever know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis
really breakin away this time
full tank of gas and a '69 Tempest
gonna head for that Nashville sign

No turnin back, we've come too far
headin' down 40 with my ole guitar
the same Graceland that I once left
and I airnt drivin no pink cadillac

these cowboy boots, blue suede shoes
and I ain't gota single thing to lose

when love comes to town I'm gonna jump that train
when love comes to town I'm gonna catch tha plane

who knows,
maybe you were taken away,
tied up and help for ransom..

Sitting in the morning sun
I'll be sitting when the evening come
Watching the ships roll in
And then I will watch them roll away again
I'm sitting on the dock of the bay

In the days of my youth
I was told what it means to be a man
Now I`ve reached that age
I`m trying to all those things the best I can
No matter how I try
I find my way into the same old jams

Good times, Bad times
You know I`ve had my share
But my woman left home with another man
But I still don`t seem to care.

Sweet Sixteen I fell in Love
With a girl that was sweet as could be
But it only took her a couple of days
Till she was rid of me.
She swore that she would be all mine
And Love me to the end
But when I whispered in her ear
I lost another friend

Good times, Bad times
You know I`ve had my share
But my woman left home with another man
And I still don`t seem to care

Good times, Bad times
You know I`ve had my share
But my woman left home with another man
But I still don`t seem to care

I know what it means to be alone
I sure do wish that I was home
I don`t care what the neighbors say
I`m gonna Love ya each and every day

You can feel the beat within my heart
Realize sweet babe we ain`t never gonna part

I feel good like I know I should.

Many is the times I've been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes and I've often felt forsaken
And certainly misusued
Oh but I'm alright... I'm alright
I'm just weary to my bones

jingle bells
jingle bells
jingle all the way

Lily was a two time loser
said love was just a roll of the dice

she acted real tough
said once ain't enough, no
me I learn my lesson twice

deep in her heart was a young girl
livin' a young girl's dream
and that young girl is who
Eddie ran into
over by the slot machine

He grinned a little grin
she danced a little dance
two young lovers waitin' for their ship to come in

sometimes I wonder where you're comin from
when you roll in like thunder
just to turn around and run

It's a good thing I don't need you to stay

You smell like moonlight and early morning rain


You're at your best with an ache in your chest
and that worn out old song you used to play

I 've heard it called by different names
all over the world
but it's all the same

I met a gin soaked, bar room queen in Memphis
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride
She had to heave me right across her shoulder
Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind

there are many ways to make love
a million ways
I've been thinking of
but there's only one way to rock

So many things can get you high
I'm gonna try em all just once before I die
And you can analyze this situation
To me it's all just mental masturbation

I wonder what the teacher's gonna look like THIS year?