Over the castle on the hill We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill But I can't wait to go home I'm on my way Driving at ninety down those country lanes Singing to "Tiny Dancer" And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real When I was six

There's a thorn tree in the garden, if you know just what I mean, And I hate to hurt your feelings but its not the way it seems, 'Cause I miss her. She's the only girl I've cared for, the only one I've known. And no one ever shared more love than we've

Ah, found the piece, the missing part Found the hands to heal these broken Bones, you're the key my heart It's beating loud so everybody knows Be the light that you are Shine like fire in my heart Hold me tight in the dark Oh my God, I can feel it I can

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my

Change, and nothing stays the same Unchained, yeah ya hit the ground running Change, nothing stays the same Thought you'd never miss me 'Til I got a Fat City address Non-stop talker, what a rocker! Unchained, yeah you hit the ground running Unchained,

And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears. Get over your hill and see what you find there, With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair. And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears. And after the storm, I run and run

You wonda why they call you bitch Look here Miss Thang, hate to salt your game But you's a money hungry woman and you need to change In the locker room, all the homies do is laugh High fives cause anotha nigga played your ass It was said you were

A Merle or a Willie If not for a Django and Jimmie The Django and Jimmie Has Mississippi A young singing brakeman A jazz playing gypsy Might not have been I'm a kid with a guitar Trying to play ?, when they ask

Don't go city on me Please girl keep it country Life so different since you cross those tracks Come on keep it country With your fancy bling and your miss me jeans The girl I knew wouldn't need those things Bring that pretty little accent back Don't go

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again And I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing