Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high All those things that don't change, come what may I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way. Still I wish you'd change your mind, If I asked you one more time If the good times are all gone,

I'm here to sell my little white lies (little white lies) I'm here to sell, I'm not here to buy (here to buy) Just do it! Do it! Do it! Starving for attention, you will say anything! You'll come back for more someday One more line Just for the weak What

Take my soul I don't need it anymore Come on open your eyes You're the cure I am looking for Don't let go Such strange ways to show who we are, what you know Put the life back in your heart Let's try forgiveness no self-deception Little less reaction,

Roc me out, on the floor So give it to me like I want it This is for your eyes on it Roc me out, back and forth Give it to me like I need it You know how to make me feel it Roc me out, more and more I've been a bad girl, daddy Won't you come get me?

I can give you what you want I forgot some good old lovin' And I got some in store You got to come back for more 'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Pretty little thing, let me light your candle' I'm the man on the scene

You gotta dig your roots And get a little more dirt on my boots 'For the sun comes down Show some love back to your hometown Fall in love, plant some seeds Carve some names in the family tree Raise your kids, love your wife Put God first, just to live

Come on, baby, give me a little more you I know I never can get enough Don't hold back one bit of your love Strong and steady for ya, I'm all ready Come on, baby, give me a little more Don't you want to dive on in? Yeah, the water feels right Dancing on

I'm sick and tired of workin' I'll no more dig the praties As sure as me name is Carney I'll go off to California I'll no longer be a fool I'll be digging lumps of gold Where instead of diggin' praties And when I come back home again Goodbye, Muirshin

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago Come on back home baby, try my love one more time You say I've been spendin' my money on other women But you've been runnin' with somebody else Well your

You got to come back for more Hey little thing, let me light your candle' Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Once it come along a dime by the dozen Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Pretty little thing, let me light