17 lyrics for "Maybe someday"

His mama told him "someday you will be a man And you will be the leader of a big old band Many people coming from miles around To hear your playing music when the sun goes down Maybe someday you name will be in lights saying "Johnny B. Good tonight" Deep
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Meet me tonight in Atlantic City But maybe everything that dies someday comes back And meet me tonight in Atlantic City Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night Now they blew up his house too Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready For
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And maybe someday down the road I wanna know you Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh I'll sit back and say to myself I wanna go there where you go I wanna find out what you know Yeah, I thought so I like how you are with me
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But surely not today Someday I won't be afraid of my head Someday I will not be chained to my bed Someday I’ll forget the day he left One day I won't need a PhD To sit me down and tell me what it all means Maybe one day it'll be a breeze, ah But surely
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Maybe I'm dreaming I hope it's not so Somedays' comin', it's comin' I know Someday she'll be here, that's a fact Someday, she'll be coming right back I hope it's not so, but Someday she's comin' back I know You know I'm ready, to see her again When that
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Why don't you go ahead and break my heart? And maybe someday we can try again If you really need a brand new start Why are you waiting, is it way too hard? If moving on is what you wanna do Why don't you do it? Why don't you do it, baby? You can't tell
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Baby, I'm dreamin' Someday I'll find her And I'm still reminded Maybe she's best in dreams She's still the best I've seen Out on her windowsill Baby remember Maybe I'm out of luck
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'Cause things didn't work out in this life, but someday I'm selfish for you (ooh) If I'm lucky, I'll meet ya, heaven or high water 'Cause things didn't work out in this life, but maybe Vodka on my lips Took too many drinks Makes me reminisce all the way
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You are ahead by a century With revenge and doubt First thing we'd climb a tree And maybe then we'd talk Or sit silently And listen to our thoughts With illusions of someday Cast in a golden light No dress rehearsal
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