I think that I just wrote my first country song I've had this lonesome hurtin' feeling all night long I didn't know I loved her and now she's gone I think
want to let you go to the no man's land i don't want to let you go I want to hold your hand i don't want to let you go to the no man's land
of heights, O'Hara blinks and fights This land is yours, this land is mine I see the captain in red and Cairo at his head This land is yours, this land
bees who came to call And I asked the lizard the time of day As he sunned himself on a moss-grown wall And the wind went sighing over the land, Tossing
Hey, come and make it easy Hey, come and make it black It's no use to be free If lies are all the truth they see They'll screw up what you do When you
land, no man's land. Seven times I've asked my head, But all I got was no man's land, no man's land. No man's land, no man's land?
land She got to be strong, life goes on Though it's nothin' like she had planned She's gonna be okay gonna find a way Living in no man's land No man
danger? Blackened tides on the sand Still they're raping our holy land In our eyes so afraid Is our future the price they have paid? Blood on the land
much to say I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me Because I come from the land of plenty?" And he said, "Oh, you come from a land down under
poor Than scratching, saving, scrimping all the pennies Looking in the windows at what you can't afford Always hungry, never starving In no man's land
raise your glass to 'No Man's Land'. And it all went right to plan. And you play another round if you get, another chance. No Man's Land.
[peplove talkin'] [opio] Mc's they diss but want to be subtle What can I say to disgruntle Heiroglyphics but then the rebuttle That's trouble Don't want
You would hold your head up high You even try You would hold another hand Oh, understand They even see me under call We under all, we awful, awful, crawl
City street lights And the multiple life But babe you gotta give and go Cigarette lights Then my finger alights I need to be alone She can take you
She packed that party act Like a pack rat piled high with paper sacks Two quarts of oil, her calico cat Man, I never seen a woman get so mad She caught
Daddy's been a back row Baptist With his share of front row sin His Saturday night still on his breathe Every Sunday when he'd walk in He's never led
I still show up at five Let everybody know I've arrived I order up my usual bangles I don't want no-one to thank I'm not the guy they've come to learn
It was perfect timin' Both of us findin' what we needed Blind love was drivin' An' we both went divin' off the deep end But girl, now, lookin' back Went