I stand here alone on the bow of the ship Counting the hours 'til I die Abandoned to fate with no chance of return I raise up my fist to the sky But know that these days were the best of our lives And nothing can take that away So when we are dead we

'Round midnight, midnight It begins to tell I do pretty well, till after sundown Suppertime I'm feelin' sad But it really gets bad 'Round midnight Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories When my heart is still

I believe that children are our future Teach them well and let them lead the way Show them all the beauty they possess inside Give them a sense of pride, to make it easier Let the children's laughter remind us how we use to be I decided long ago never to

And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside Every time I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line And I count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride I ride east every other Friday but if I had it

'Cause I've got you in the sights of my love gun Ain't no use to hide, ain't no use to run They call me the hunter, that's my name A pretty woman like you, is my only game I bought me a love gun, just the other day And I aim to aim it your way The first

I've got so much love to give you Baby, I've got so much love to give you Girl, there's more than enough to last a whole life through And it's all for you In the midst of all my darkness, baby You came along to guide me You took pity on a lonely man When

Here I am, oh here I am, here I am I can help you find what you've been searching for Oh here I am, come to me, take my hand because I believe I can give you all the love you need and more Oh here I am, oh here I am, here I am And here I am, oh here I

With the backlash blues Mr. Backlash, Mr. Backlash Mr. Backlash, I'm gonna leave you Just who do think I am You raise my taxes, freeze my wages And send my son to Vietnam You give me second class houses And second class schools Do you think that alla

Devil's in the house of the risin' sun. Chickens in the bread pen pickin' out dough. Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no. The devil went down to Georgia, He was looking for a soul to steal, He was in a bind he was way behind, he was willin' to make

When we all see Jesus We'll sing and shout the victory When we all get to heaven What a day of rejoicing that will be Sing the wondrous love of Jesus Sing his mercy and his grace In the mansions bright and blessed He'll prepare for us a place Onward to