9 lyrics for "That goes a long, long way"
I ain't stoned on what you think Just an afternoon sun that's starting to sink I ain't drunk on nothing you can buy Just a kiss from a woman and a look in her eye What I'm on you don't need much It's a little goes a long way kinda stuff I'm high on life
PlayYou ain't never been blue; no, no, no, You ain't never been blue, Till you've had that mood indigo. That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes While I just sit here and sigh, "Go 'long blues". I always get that mood indigo, Since my baby said goodbye.
PlayAnd he didn't even know your name Young men come and young men go But life goes on just the same All day long he was fighting for you And I don't know why Why do we keep holding on I don't know why Pretending to be oh so strong
PlayIt's cherry pink and apple blossom white When your true lover comes your way The poets say The story goes that once a cherry tree Beside an apple tree did grow And there a boy once met his bride to be Long long ago The boy looked into her eyes, it was a
PlaySo I wrote you a song, cause it's been so long. Since I looked in your eyes. If there was a way I could see you today And hold your sweet sweet smile. I'd be there. Not a minute goes by, that you ain't on my mind. Not a place in my heart, that you don't
PlayWant some bacon? Naw, man, I don't eat pork. Are you Jewish? I ain't Jewish, I just don't dig on swine, that's all. Pigs are filthy animals. I don't eat filthy animals. Yeah, but bacon tastes good. Pork chops taste good.
PlayYou ain't never been blue; no, no, no, You ain't never been blue, Till you've had that mood indigo. That feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoes While I just sit here and sigh, "Go 'long blues". I always get that mood indigo, Since my baby said goodbye.
PlayYou got to have a little want to A little nothing I can't do No matter what folks say Is have a little want to Inside of you That goes a long, long way Well big dreams do come true All you gotta go
PlayIt's cherry pink and apple blossom white When your true lover comes your way The poets say The story goes that once a cherry tree Beside an apple tree did grow And there a boy once met his bride to be Long long ago The boy looked into her eyes, it was a
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