calling Marian Across the water, across the wave I hear you calling Marian Can you hear me calling you to? Save me, save me, save me from the grave Marian Marian Marian
one (bizzy bizzy) Mercy Mary, there she, very weary, really wish u would tell me all of my plan n momma she loves me, Mercy Mary, Mercy Mary, Mercy Mary
One day, well, on one tombstone All our names should go, we shared a life The beauty and the ugliness Through all we've been and with the birth of a child
We might have been meant for each other To be or not to be, let our hearts discover I have a feelin', it's a feelin' I'm concealin', I don't know why
How can I say thanks to you? From the bottom of my heart, I wanna say I'll give thanks to you (Thanks to you) I owe it all to you (Lord, I thank you)
Yo! yeah yeah! Yeah, this is 'Rio! yeah! 'Rio Winans Yeah! You hurt me so bad Baby, yeah I always trusted you bet that all It didn't mean that much to
you're gone you've slipped away In my life I would have given every breath to you Did you care for me did you love me too? Have mercy on me, Have mercy
Happy anniversary, baby It's been a year now since you moved away And even though I asked you to go I miss you every day I miss you in the evenings Alone
Silly me, what was I thinking I could've sworn you still loved me But I'm a fool born to chase rainbows I could never hold you to what you said with your
It's a cheap hotel, the heat pipes hiss The bathroom's down the hall and it smells like piss It's another night in another town And I'm another blues
He'd get home at 5:30 Fix his drink, sit down in his chair Pick a fight with mama Complain about us kids getting in his hair At night he'd sit 'lone
There's a big storm a coming, of this I've no doubt That storm's gonna blow your little world inside out When the wild winds let up, when the violence
hell and hallowed ground And every single one of us could use some mercy now Every single one of us could use some mercy now Every single one of us could use some mercy
Packing vagabond visions and a dream drenched hunger for a home Swaddled in road dirt, blood stained blankets and poems On a stormy suitcase Sunday, I
Written by Fred Eaglesmith Well, I stared out of the windshield into the rain so light And I turned on my dims, and somebody flashed me their brights
the saints go marching in A second line forms and they wave white hankies in the wind Satchmo takes a solo, and he flashes his million dollar smile Marie
When they ask about us, as friends always do Remember the good times, honey, we had a few I'll never condemn you, I'll take all the blame You got a good
You are the mountain top I always wanna climb My blood is running high You're stuck on my mind, yeah You're every schoolboy's dream But you are here
