But down the road the sun is shining In every cloud there's a silver lining Just keep holding on (just keep holding on) And every heartache makes you stronger But it won't be much longer You'll find love, you'll find peace And the you you're meant to be

Make me an angel That flies from Montgomery Make me a poster Of an old rodeo Just give me one thing That I can hold on to To believe in this livin' Is just a hard way to go I am an old woman

Hay que darle como es, darle como es Hay que darle como es Hay que darle como es A mí me dijeron que te gusta el guayeteo L A A (Mister Greenz) Jowell y Randy (Me dijeron que te gusta el guayeteo) No le des más nada que está que explota

I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home What is happening to me? I don't wanna live forever, 'cause I know I'll be living in vain Give me something, oh, but you say nothing And I don't wanna fit wherever Baby, baby, I feel crazy Up

Girl I wanna party with you I've got the girls in the truck 'bout six chicks deep And you know girls we rollin' with is straight sexy I've heard you play before but tonight we goin' harder So DJ play my song and keep it going louder Keep it going louder

Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is mad for you my friend Doesn't matter what you see Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom with their exception Do you

Oh, deep in my heart, We shall overcome, We shall overcome, some day. I do believe We'll walk hand in hand, We shall live in peace, We shall all be free, We are not afraid, WE SHALL OVERCOME Words and Music by Zilphia Hart., Frank Hamilton, Guy Carawan

Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me If you want me to lay my hands on you All you gotta do is Lay your hands on me They say that to really free your body You've got to free your mind (Hey, hey, hey)

(Oh) the thunder, Hell or Glory I don't want anything in between Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes Daddy said, "you gotta show the world the thunder!" Life's just a pay stub on death Only less diligent

Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain my life is great I just woke up today made a hundred thousand dollar play I sold 'em, ran them bags before an hour hit So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit, I print this shit Whole lot of ones