I gave it all for you Why did I fall for you? Roses are red (check), violets are blue (check) My heart is dead (check), I'm such a fool (check) Say you want my love and I believe you But every look you give, it's like I'm see-through Show me that you

I am the voice of never, never land The innocence, the dreams of every man Every chimney, every moonlit sight Every memory that you hold dear I am the empty crib of Peter Pan, A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky, I am the story that will read you

Blue gardenia I lived for an hour Love bloomed like a flower Thrown to a passing breeze But pressed in my book Of memories Now I'm alone with you And I am oh, so blue He has tossed us aside

Wherever I roam This piece of home I think of all That you stand for When I'm far away And I can't get through Keeps bringing me back to you Holding on to hope There's no need to fear

Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain my life is great I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play I sold 'em, ran them bags before an hour hit So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit, I print this shit Whole lot of ones

Let it go (let it, let it go) Let it go (let it go, let it go) What's that in your hand, boy? Let it go (let it go) Girl, you got me frozen, lil' ho, I'ma let it go My face is yellow, but my heart is blue I do it like Usher, nice and slow Let it go

I see a dust trail following an old red Nova Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom That sunset river bank first time feeling Wait, baby, don't move, right there it is T-shirt hanging off a dogwood branch

And I'm just as country as country can be I grew up on Jones and Tammy Wynette Blue collar dollars and the sun on my neck Nascar and Earnhart, still miss number three Hey, I'm just as country as country can be Wide open spaces fit me like a glove Still

I'm in a New York state of mind Out of touch with the rhythm and blues But now I need a little give and take The New York Times, the Daily News It comes down to reality And it's fine with me cause I've let it slide I don't care if it's Chinatown or on

That ain't us, That ain't my America, That ain't My America You want to slam ol' Uncle Sam but I ain't lettin' you Yeah I'm mad as hell and you know I still, bleed red white and blue Sometimes I want to light up underneath the no smoking sign Sometimes I