31 lyrics for "in the sky, lord, in the sky"
And this bird you cannot change 'Cause I'm as free as a bird now Oh oh oh oh oh oh And the bird you cannot change Lord knows, I can't change If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me For I must be travelin' on now There's too many places I got
PlaySometimes I wonder where will we go Lord don't take my whiskey, rock and roll I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride I'm goin' down to Memphis town to play a late night show I
PlayAll I have is a song Oh you know I ain't complainin' 'Cause I can tell, lord its just your plan So I thank you for what I have And that's a song These ol' white lines on the highway Lord its all I know Seems like I've been out all my life But I just
PlayTill we're both in a better place Till the sky falls and the good Lord calls us up You're the only girl I wanna love Till I'm pushing up daisies Wanna stare into your green eyes, baby Till we're hand-in-hand walking down them streets of gold Six feet
PlayLast of a dyin' breed Oh, feel the breeze, I've been around playin' and gamblin' but lord I'm free An open highway's all I'll ever need I hear that highway callin'! Saddle up baby, ride up close to me Last of the dyin' breed Got a pocket full of memories
PlayAnd this bird you can not change But, if I stayed here with you, girl Things just couldn't be the same Cause I'm as free as a bird now Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Lord knows, I can't change If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me? For I must be
PlayAll that I found was two tombstones Somebody tell me, please, was I right or wrong? Lord, it's such a sad song At first I got lost, then I got found But the ones that I loved were in the ground Like a restless leaf in the autumn breeze, Once, I was a
PlayWill the circle be unbroken By and by, Lord, by and by There's a better home a-waiting In the sky, Lord, in the sky I was standing by my window On one cold and cloudy day When I saw that hearse come rolling For to carry my mother away I said to that
PlaySweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again And I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing
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