Jim White Lyrics

Jim White Lyrics

"Christmas Day Lyrics"

Weak Tyrant Lyrics
open your hands clenched fists black eyes and weakness inside inside your mind you're scared that you can't hide your fear of that which reveals weakness so you hide your insecur

Where in the world did you come from my dear?
Did some mysterious voice tell you I'd still be here? I bought this ticket to Mobile, but I been stranded all day...p.a. said the bus broke down ten miles away from the station.
So seldom a door...so seldom a key...so seldom a lock like the love between you and me. But seldom comes happiness without the pain of the devil in the details since I saw the s
Johnny Are You Queer? Lyrics
Johnny what's the deal boy? Is your love for real boy? When the lights are low You never hold me close Well I saw you today boy Walking with the gay boys God it hurt me somile on your face as I was crying in a Greyhound station on Christmas Day...in 1998.
The burden of love is the fuel of bad grammar.
You stutter and stammer--what a bitch to convey the crux of the matter, when the words you must utter are hopelessly tangled in the memories and scars you show no one. So seldom a door...so seldom a key...so seldom a hit like the hurt you put on me.
But seldom comes hap
Nevada, California Lyrics
(Louris, Olson) Pedal Blue Music/Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. BMI Left his day job behind Every fool dies trying to give his back Kicked around on the bum Like a child I sc
iness without the pain of the devil in the details since I saw the smile on your face as I was crying in a Greyhound station on Christmas Day...in 1998. I remember quite clearly, a bad Muzak version of James Taylor's big hit, called "Fire and Rain" was playing as you crouched down and tearfully kissed me, and I thought, "Damn, what good fiction I will mold from this terrible pain." So seldom
Tennessee Waltz Lyrics
I was dancing with my darlin' to the Tennessee Waltz When an old friend I happened to meet. I introduced her to my darling, and while they were dancing, My friend stole my sweetheart from me
a door...so seldom a key...so seldom a gift like the gift you gave me. But seldom comes happiness without the pain of the devil in the details since I saw the smile on your face as I was crying in a Greyhound station on Christmas Day...in 1998. Amazing grace, how sweet the smile upon the face I never thought I'd see you again...especially here in this Greyhound station...on Christmas Day...in 1998