( Steve Cropper & Eddie Floyd ) Otis Redding : I don't wanna loose This good thing, Baby That I got If I do, now I would surely I gotta, I gotta
Find a little wood And have a little sleep, sleep there Find a little wood And have a little sleep, sleep there Find a little wood And have a little sleep
He got weights on his shoulders He got chains round his neck 'Fore he get very much older He be a nervous wreck Local boy chops wood, headlines read
Some days every word gets in our way You don't make sense of what I say And every answer begs another question why I didn't want to Maybe I could have
hide behind politics hide behind policy this is the modern age so we got you on radar hide behind fences put up our best defenses this is the modern age
Querido amigo como estas ya era hora de escribir desde hace tiempo quiero decirte lo que no puedo evitar es recordar. Aquellas noches en el blues
Pulled the rug under me and you set me free Walk around feel the floor, who could ask for more? Pull away, pull away, it could rain all day In the house
Grab your heart We need to leave There's no time to cry or grieve For the fallen family tree Rise above the flooding plain Crouching low to dark the
When wooden horses were in use I would have built one And left it for you But I wanted to know I just wanted to know How much are you? How much are you
I've tasted the wines of France And I've tasted the wines of Spain And though many a wine is the same There are none like the wines of Madeira I've courted
In paranoia I find genius But the ice-dreams have come with spiritless consequence A hatchet has been hidden between my eyes A hatchet gift-wrapped in
You came crashing into my life You pretend to work on a holy strife Only for whites and your disciples A bunch of fools breaking all the rules You are
We hit the floor just like her blue silk slip Dark puritan rose to the curve of her hip I did not know, it was too much, too much for me to handle To
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Right time, the right place The right body, the right face Timber, I'm falling in love It started slow, it's coming fast I got a feelin, it's gonna last
A farmer and a teacher, a hooker and a preacher Ridin' on a midnight bus bound for Mexico One was headin' for vacation, one for higher education And two
[verse 1] i love you you love me we're best friends like friends could be with a great big hug and a kiss from me to you wont you say you love me to
So far no one seems bothered But you've seen what i've seen Around here it doesn't take much I'll take the liberty Let's just get to it soon And tell