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A Long Time Ago - Waylon Jennings & The .357's

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@Grayson
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This day feels long. It feels brief when the light is gone. When I look to my youth I never thought about the time. The thought of my day to come was the last thing upon my mind. But that was a long Time ago. My adolescent way. Feels like it was only yesterday. Learning to cast my line right off the riverbed. Feels like yesterday but it was a long time ago I said. It was a long time ago. We had a blast we had a ball. I was told man that I could have it all. I was told to watch every little thing that I go and say. Told a long long time ago but still got it with me today. It was a long time ago. It was a long time ago.
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@Tommy
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Never thought that you would be Standing here so close to me There's so much I feel that I should say But words can wait until some other day Kiss me once, then kiss me twice Then kiss me once again It's been a long, long time Haven't felt like this, my dear Since I can't remember when It's been a long, long time You'll never know how many dreams I've dreamed about you Or just how empty they all seemed without you So kiss me once, then kiss me twice Then kiss me once again It's been a long, long time
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@Agnes
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It seems so long ago Nancy was alone Looking at the late, late show Through a semi-precious stone In the House of Honesty Her father was on trial In the House of Mystery There was no one at all There was no one at all It seems so long ago None of us were strong Nancy wore green stockings And she slept with everyone She never said she'd wait for us Although she was alone I think she fell in love for us In nineteen sixty one In nineteen sixty one It seems so long ago Nancy was alone A forty five beside her head An open telephone We told her she was beautiful We told her she was free But none of us would meet her in The House of Mystery The House of Mystery And now you look around you See her everywhere Many use her body Many comb her hair In the hollow of the night When you are cold and numb You hear her talking freely then She's happy that you've come She's happy that you've come
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@Edward
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If today was not a crooked highway If tonight I could finally stand tall If tomorrow wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin' Only if she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again I can't see my reflection in the waters I can't speak the sounds that know no pain I can't hear the echo of my footsteps I can't remember the sound of my own name Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting Yes, if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin' Only if she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again There's beauty in the silver singin' river There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else can mach the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting If I could only hear her heart a-softly poundin' Only if she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting If I could only hear her heart a-softly poundin' Yes, and only if she was lying by me And I'd lie in my bed once again
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@Lovisa
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Pantera Miscellaneous We'll Grind That Axe For A Long Time Wear 10 crowns, dragons heads Southern are the sons, the lords unmatched Their eyes down don't look right, should they be trusted now Trash mouthed Gods, avoiding kings With the spirit of revolt, (for) the ghost of the youth () Every fucking year it stays the same Everybody changes to suit the day Out of pride I'll isolate my fears (We've) Never turned our backs on why we're here We'll grind that axe for a long time Follow close the train of fools Just like them (could be) just like you Their eyes don't seem right Easily impressed plague, (for) dressed up fakes (I have) No respect () Every fucking year remains the same Everybody sucks up to suit the day Out of hate I'll isolate myself Through the worst we still march into hell We'll grind that axe for a long time The smell in the air is chicken shit () Every fucking song remains the same To everyone who sucks up for the fame Out of strength you know we speak the truth Every trend that dies is living proof We'll grind that axe for a long time
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@Madina
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متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف
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@Polina
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فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع
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@Dzsenifer
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@Constance
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@Szonja
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One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour
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