Translation: Joshua Bell. Songs My Mother Taught Me, Song For Voice And Piano B104/4 Op 55/4.
way And they're just for me and you Nighttime comes searhin' blindly Been needin' some lovin' I find me followin' my heart back to you Ooh, how it reminds me
The Greyhound is swayin' and the radio is playin' Some blues for baby and me And the highway looks like it never did Lord, it looks so sweet and so free And
life I don't know where I'm going I just know where I wanna end up at Chorus w/ variations Lord can you help me get there? Please let me get there *piano
Mr. Piano Man Play a song for us (Mr. Piano Man) Play a song for love (Mr. Piano Man) Play a song for us (Mr. Piano Man) Play a song for love Do you
bitch who's tall A bitch who burns my pager with priority calls And I love 'em all, I love 'em crazily And they love me back, that's why they stay with me
need a kick drum, A guitar now, And a bass line, And imma show you how, How to rock How to dance How to get down, All i need is a piano in my
been 'Rocky' ever since My dollars was down, she left me for some euros Took my whole flavor, I call her Coke Zero We were co-MVP's like Kobe and Shaq Left me
Let the Piano Man Play (2x) I?m call you in the middle of the night Before we have a little problem You You You, Me & You, You You And it ain?t gon be
expose those magic cities on the Nile and my Young trials lead me sailing down this stream Of hidden songs and steam and my - Piano it floats and echoes
me can't think of anything better to do That just sit down at the piano and write this tune And maybe later Maybe later in the afternoon I'll sit back and relax and
key to my heart But you ain't gonna need it, I'd rather you open up my body And show me secrets, you didn't know was inside No need for me to lie It'
Living from a tip jar, sleeping in my car Hocking my guitar, yeah I?m gonna be a star Now, me and Deliah singing every Sunday Watching the children and
in love With darling Lorraine All my life I've been A wanderer, not really I mostly lived near my parents home Anyway, Lorraine and I got married And the usual married stuff And
in my heart, can't get back in my heart Vrs2: Wasn't it me who said that you'd regret that day? That day you walked out that door and threw my love
baby listen Baby listen! [Hook:] Look but baby stop cryin' I know it's hard But what you did to me really broke my heart And babe I know your sorry and
your working to hard And the beats so hard, your workin workin And I, I cant escape from the work in LA And I, I cant sleep in my bed in UK And you
'm gunna ride.}[x2] Krayzie: Man, these nigga's they got me lacin' up my Timberland's; creasin' up my khakis (khakis). .357 cocked in my hand-- fixin