I'm sittin' in the railway station Got a ticket for my destination, mmm On a tour of one night stands My suitcase and guitar in hand And every stop
I can see a new expression on my face I can feel a strange sensation taking place I can hear the guitars playing lovely tunes Everytime that you walk
me with you And baby you can sleep while I drive Oh is it other arms you want to hold you The stranger, the lover, you're free Can't you get that with me Come on
Ooh... This old guitar and me We spent a lot of nights alone Well, sometimes we'd get lucky And take bar maid home One night stands for breakfast Two strangers
three, four Girl on the edge flippin' off the lamp There'll be an end, darling, to your endless night On the other side of the street Yeah, light on
Crosby) [Intro. (Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar and Pedal Steel Guitar)] I thought I met a man Who said he knew a man Who knew what was going on
When two strangers who have been two silhouettes on the shade Said to my shock "you're on the wrong block" Rushed out to your house with wings on my
Running in on the tide with the first of the stars the moon on the water and the sound of guitars Glide into the homing as the night falls to tie up in
I'm sitting in the railway station. Got a ticket to my destination. On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand. And ev'ry stop is
except Dave and I. And we thought to ourselves "How can we make some sort of impact on this very strange family?". So we decided to put away our plastic skiffle guitars
star fell from the sky that night and with its descent left a scorched path in its way - a great path of self-destruction before burning out. And on this night
bad Making me sick in the head All the laughter is just making me sad The stars have turned cherry red I'm strumming on my gay guitar Smoking a cheap
Well, I walked all night long Listenin' to them church bells tone Yes, I walked all night long Listenin' to them church bells tone Either someone needing
. Campin' out all night on the berenda Dealin' cards 'til dawn in the hacienda Up to Boot Hill they'd like to send ya Billy, don't you turn your back on
world keeps turning Life, learning how to live my life Learning how to pick my fights Take my shots while I'm still burning Goodbye to all those rainy nights Goodbye, so long, I'm moving on
(P. Simon) I'm sitting in the railway station. Got a ticket to my destination. On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand. And ev'ry