(Southern girl rock my world) (Hazel eyes and golden curls) (Put on a country song) (Will dance all night long) Kisses sweeter than Tupelo honey Little bit crazy like New Orleans Memphis blue and Daytona sunny Soft as cotton in some cut-off jeans Don't

Sunday, Bloody Sunday How long must we sing this song? How long, how long? 'Cause tonight, we can be as one Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) I can't believe the news today Oh, I can't close my eyes

They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad Wednesday's worse, and Thursday's also sad Yes the eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play Eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play Sunday I go to church, then I kneel down

It's a lovely day today Is something that can be done by two It's a lovely day And it can only be done by one There is nothing more to say Except it's a lovely day for saying So whatever you've got to do You've got a lovely day to do it in, that's true

Vivere, nessuno mai ce l'ha insegnato Vivere cercando ancora il grande amore Vivere come se mai dovessimo morire Vivere per poi capire all'improvviso Che in fondo questo vita tu Vivo ricopiando yesterday E sone sempre in mezzo ai guai Vivo e ti domando

I hear ev'ry mother say What a drag it is getting old Doctor please, some more of these Outside the door, she took four more "Kids are different today" Mother needs something today to calm her down And though she's not really ill There's a little yellow

We're all just dreamers Someday believers Will you, will you ever learn? No one really knows at all Will you ever learn you're not the only one? Everybody's got something to hide Every day we come along But it's coming anyway You can take the wall down

Come to me and be my girl Come to me for I'm lonely Come to me for I'm lonely, darling For I love, love you so Come to me forget the past Think of life we have ahead, my my my my baby For I love, love, love you so, oh now Day are getting so lonely, yeah

Good morning, America How are you? Say don't you know me? I'm your native son I'm the train they call the city of New Orleans I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done Riding on the city of New Orleans Illinois Central, Monday morning rail

Say, you'll stay the night Because we're running out of time So stay the night I don't wanna say goodbye Even though it was never meant to be I got to know if you're the one one that got away Well I ain't got much time so I'll get to the point Do you