It's alright, I know it's right. For you, there'll be no more crying. For you, the sun will be shining. And I feel that when I'm with you, To you, I'll give the world. To you, I'll never be cold. 'Cause I feel that when I'm with you, And the songbirds

Feel a way, feel a way, young nigga feel a way I've stopped listening to things you say I tried with you And getting high with you I had to let go of us to show myself what I could do And that just didn't sit right with you And now you're trying to make

Did I? Did I? Hurt your feelings when I stunted like that Hurt your feelings when I hustled like that Waste my time, tryna keep it all running You can't fake it You can't take it Cause I'm up right now, been up I'll come down when I'm not so high And

That's all right. What you call me? You didn't! You don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats. Well I tell you one dog-gone thing. It makes me feel good to know one thing. I know I'm a lover. Matter of opinion. That's all right, Mama was. Papa too.

It must be imagination When the feeling isn't right? They say, you see it in a lover's eye But I'm wide awake tonight 'N I'm looking for a reason why It doesn't show Still somehow, I know Tell me that it just ain't so Say, I made the whole thing up

Live like there's no tomorrow 'Cause all we have is here, right now The only chance that we ever found Believe in what we feel inside Believe and it will never die Love like it's all that we know Don't ever let this life pass us by And we can find a way

But I know I'm gonna get there someday Well its been a year and there so much to tell Been doing alright in spite of myself Just wish I could stop feeling bad when I pray Got that job I was dreaming about Sometimes its tough traveling around But who I

And now that you're gone I feel I'm to blame yeah I feel I'm to blame I just wish that you spoke up and held out your hand I waited for you but you never came, no you never came I was waiting for you man, right down there by the sea Where we used to

Cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well I've seen the sunrise See the love in my woman's eyes Feel the touch of a precious child And know a mother's love You know I like my chicken fried Well I was raised up

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And