Even til the end of the world Even til the end of the world (world) Baby if I hopped on a plane And told the pilot take me away I wonder would you still remain, Oh Will you be my lover, For sake, and all others? Will you be my, my man?

Sadly, in search of, but one step in back of Themselves and their slow-movin' dreams My heroes have always been cowboys And they still are, it seems I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy And lovin' the cowboy ways Pursuin' the life of my high-ridin'

Hold my hand I'll be there girl, you know I care girl Girl you know I care So if you ever seem to lose your way, don't have no fear 'Cause this love that we share I will stay within ah de right direction, don't have no fear 'Cause I care Whoa oh whoa oh

Inside your mind I've been watching you walk I've been learning the way that you talk The back of your head is at the front of my mind Soon I'll crack it open just to see what's inside your mind Marry me, I will wait until you're fast asleep Dreaming

Wandering away Will I shed one more tear for my broken family And have a glass of whiskey with another friend That has nowhere to be Get my feet on the road they feel much better there Gonna stop trying some day some year I meant it when I told her I

That we are No man is an island, this I know But can't you see? Maybe you were the ocean when I was just a stone Black flies on the windowsill And I don't wanna beg your pardon And I don't wanna ask you why But if I was to go my own way Would I have to

What am I to do with my life? (You will find it out don't worry) How am I supposed to know what's right? (You just got to do it your way) I can't help the way I feel But my life has been so overprotected There must be another way Cause I believe in

No sir, I don't mean maybe Yes sir, that's my baby now By the way, by the way That's my baby Yes, ma'm, we've decided No ma'm, we ain't gonna hide it Yes, ma'm, you're invited now When we walk up to the preacher I'll say Yes sir, that's my baby

I'll knock you out Eye of the sun Strange ways coming today I put a dollar in my pocket And I threw it away Been a long time Since a federal dime Made a jukebox sound

I hate you! Your own child I didn't touch you there Mother please forgive me I just had to get out all my pain and suffering Now that I am done, remember I will always love you I'm your son Little child, looking so pretty