And for your love I would do anything Just to see the smile upon your face For your love I would go anywhere Just you tell me and I'll be right there All the gold in all the world Is nothing to possess If all the things that it can bring

Tell Mama, all about it Tell Mama, what you need Tell Mama, what you want And I'll make everything alright You thought you'd found a good girl One to love you and give you the world Now you find that you've been misused Talk to me, I'll do what you

I'm falling for you baby Yellin' from the rooftop Tellin' the whole world You got me yellin' from the rooftop So everybody knows I'm screaming from the mountain Gonna sing it everywhere Yeah, you can call me crazy Baby I don't care

We turn it to hope This heart don't count on the wicked We face this world alone When all that want is to break you Turn anger into hope These eyes don't cry at all I'm telling you tonight I swear to tear up these nails from across the bed For giving you

I'll be your satellite Dance around this room, Let's dance around this bedroom, Let's lock the door behind us, They won't find us Make the whole world wait Dance around this bedroom Like we've only got tonight

I'm the one they call the seventh son I'm the one, yes, I'm the one I'm the one, I'm the one, Well now everybody cryin' 'bout the seventh son But in the whole round world there is only one, and Well I can tell your future before it comes to pass And I

Whether we like it or not The best I can tell The world’s gone to hell I gotta hundred dollar bill You can keep your pills, friend Well, it’s all going to pot And we’re all gonna miss it a lot All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee Just couldn't hit the

Can you feel it, can you feel it, can you feel it Yes, it's all right Take my message to your brother and tell him twice If you look around The whole world is coming together now Feel it in the air, the wind is taking it everywhere All the colors of the

Stand there and look into my eyes And tell me that all we had were lies Show me that to you it don't count And I'll stand here if you prefer Yes I'll leave you without a word Hey you can tell the world That you're leaving And you can pack your bags And

No, musical genocide I do not agree, this is not for me I will not commit, nor will I submit To, musical genocide This is not for me, I won't let it be Give me a blues song, tell the world what's wrong Singing his stories of love and pain, woah I do not