The Band Lyrics
The Band Lyrics
"Day of Reckoning (Burnin For You) Lyrics"
El Farol Lyrics
Instrumental
Instrumental
In this dusty little railroad town
Smack in the heart of the bible belt
Where nothing ever changes
While nothing remains the same
When first I saw the raven
Lean against the wind
I said who's the girl
With the tattoo on her skin
I followed her home
She lives down by the water
My friend Teddy told me
She's the Frenchman's daughter
On this day of reckoning
I'm riding shotgun with
Open Door Lyrics
I've seen mountains I've seen breaches Distant seas Uncharted beaches I've seen light From many welcome ports I've been warmed on Tropic islands Lost in city's Sounds and sile
youI've seen mountains I've seen breaches Distant seas Uncharted beaches I've seen light From many welcome ports I've been warmed on Tropic islands Lost in city's Sounds and sile
Tangled twisted strands of love
Hanging from above
Chorus:
I'm burnin for you
Burnin for you
We were first time lovers
In a secret rendezvous
Burnin, burnin
Burnin for you
When I come knocking on her front door
The neighbour said she don't live there no more
Well she moved from the country
down to the city
Where the scene was dark
And the street was gritty
WRITERS WRONGED Lyrics
This time, you said it all, it's there in black and white The years of struggle fade in the end, the words felt right All worries are gone, you've been for so long, another writer wronged Fame suits you w
She got addicted to the locomotion
On this day of reckoning
By the old wooden bridge
I wait for you
Tangled twisted strands of love
Hanging from above
Chorus
I remember the smell of the burning leaves
And we were making love
She was like a young Georgia O'Keefe
From another time
In an old abandoned railroad shack
On should ne
Hallowed Be Thy Name Lyrics
(Lake, Sinfield) There may be an om in moment But there’s very few folk in focus Not the first, not the last, not the least. You needn’t be well to be wealthy But you’ve got to be
er go(Lake, Sinfield) There may be an om in moment But there’s very few folk in focus Not the first, not the last, not the least. You needn’t be well to be wealthy But you’ve got to be
Where anything can happen
When the zephyr blows
On this day of reckoning
I'm calling to you
Tangled twisted strands of love
Hanging from above
Chorus
The phone rings she said
I can't tell you where I'm calling from
Cause my papa's on the lam
For something shady that he's done
There hangs a tale of love
For the first time
For the first time