go Gipsy girl your vision haunts me Ev'ry minute of the day Gipsy girl why did you run away Your dark eyes were sparkling Reflecting the fire Your black
play But Texas was green eyes crying goodbye Was a long drive, a heartache I'm still trying to get through Texas was you Carolina was a black car A
I don't think that passenger seat Has ever looked this good to me He tells me about his night And I count the colors in his eyes He'll never fall in
for love But you was turned away Black and blue you cry most every night You tell your friends that everything's all right Hoping when you closed your eyes
alright, hey! Last night I couldn't believe my eyes, y'all I saw a big fat man in a red disguise, y'all He had a fuzzy white beard and big black boots
the Luke but we didn't I'd rather treat you like a ho and start pimpin' When will your other brothers realize? Can't fuck with my crew, better feel your eyes
Hey angels fall down without warning Cherry lipstick on their teeth and all dangerous curves She had a bullet proof mind and big pawn shop eyes And nothing
. Leave whimpering dog in his cold kennel. Leave the dead starlet on her pedestal. Leave the acid kids in their green fishbowls today. Leave the sad guitar
Sidemen come out first, John Stockfish bass guitar Looks at the world through the eyes of Nashville The Riverboat and Charlie McCoy, he's just a boy
Yeah For the two thousand (Two thousand) Black Elvis (Black Elvis) We get raw with this (Hand me my guitar) Tour bus packed (Tour bus packed) Black
For The (???) Seven For The Prismatic Time Warp Six For The Spirit Of The Captain, Captain Five For The Power Of The Nucleus Nebula Four For The Eyes,
a sea of blue, fields of endless green But we lie here and we search for stars Or big bad letters all the way from mars The sky is black and the moon
My heart is black and my lips are cold Cities on flame with rock and roll Three thousand guitars they seem to cry My ears will melt and then my eyes
roll My heart is black, and my lips are cold Cities on flame with rock and roll Three thousand guitars they seem to cry My ears will melt, and then my eyes
,tabs. Come up the flat man, skin one up World class, yeah, tome enough. Well boys, story, truth? The bittersweet of misspent youth. Will one day fade away, Blacks
engine black or red, son? That's the loudest thing I've ever seen." Then he picked his guitar up and sat on the fender of a truck. Then his eyes lit up
. Chorus: Soft, warm wind blows through her long, dark hair And then I close my eyes and see her smiling there on Hawaiian nights. Stayed for a week on the black
dear? Are you leaving, dear? So you start reading all her books, all her magazines Just to get a better understanding Your brain feels like it's dead Your eyes