100 lyrics for "To the old, and to the new"
That shares our fate and deserves our pity I don't want to remember it all Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on There's a room in a hotel in New York City And there's a jet black crow droning on and on and on Up above our heads droning on and on and on The
PlayWon't you come along with me To the Mississippi We'll take a boat to the land of dreams Steam down the river, down to New Orleans The band's there to meet us Old friends there to greet us Where all the proud and elite folks meet Heaven on earth, they
PlayI told ya I was troubled You know that I'm no good You had to be a nasty girl and try to play me I could forgive the past, but I never forget it I cheated myself Like I knew I would
PlayWhen I need you It's only a heart beat away When I need love I never knew there was so much love I just close my eyes and I'm with you And all that I so want to give you I hold out my hand and I touch love Keeping me warm night and day Miles and miles of
PlayLord it's the same old tune, fiddle and guitar Where do we take it from here? Rhinestone suits and new shiny cars It's been the same way for years We need a change Somebody told me, when I came to Nashville "Son, you finally got it made" Old Hank made it
PlayThe cold worms and me We are all right We are free The dead light inside Fuel to new seed New world I hide I'll always belong to the shadow Don't show me new results I will never enter your heaven
PlaySpent my days with a woman unkind Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine. Made up my mind to make a new start Going To California with an aching in my heart. Someone told me there's a girl out there With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair. Took my
PlayI feel like history on the turntables Old school to new school Like nothing ever been realer On the history of the turntables I'm the mystery of what's inside the speaker cables I'm Nina Simone in the park, and Harlem in the dark I'm the musical to the
PlayThat's what you get for waking up in Vegas Remember what you told me Don't be a baby Shut up and put your money where your mouth is Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now Give me some cash out, baby You gotta help me out It's all a blur last
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