Translation: Lonnie Johnson. Death Valley Is Just Half Way To My Home.
Come out of your half-dreamed dream And run, if you will, to the top of the hill Open your arms, bonnie jean Till the sheep in the valley come home I
Hey little girl is your daddy home Did he go away and leave you all alone I got a bad desire Oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire Tell me now baby is he good to you
Hear her calling, come to me Thought of her won't let me be Go to the valley, climb the hill Whatever it takes darling, you know I will Hey now darling
pain and sorrow But we heard the same before All my loving friends taking nothin' home And I can't be the one to let trouble come All their homes are
Mario Andretti When daddy let me drive I'm grown up now three daughters of my own I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home Maybe
for the light I won't stop until I hear the call of love... And when I'm alone, you are near to me You have made a home in my memory There you will
back in the city I've been taken for lost and gone And unknown for a long, long time Fell in love years ago With an innocent girl From the Spanish and Indian home
Sittin' in Mangrove valley chasing light beams Everything wanders from baby to Z Baby, baby, babe, pretty it all on Tuesday Old like a rum drinkin' demon
mountains looming naturally I wonder if they're looking at me Their monumental eyes, I can feel In the glow of the twilight, the thought of home Reminds
I speak to you in Jesus' name As Jesus speaks through me The evil we do can't be blamed Upon our destiny I have walked through the Valley of death-row
alone I could never see myself without you Living so far from home I could never be myself without you Don't leave me alone Soaring from a valley so
As I walk through the valley Of the shadow of L.A. The footsteps that were next to me Have gone their separate ways I've seen enough now to know that
me everyday Through the evening even through the afternoon In the dawn, ah, book of songs So, I'm wondering off through the wilderness Somewhere in the valley
to me like heaven sent No lullaby kid, no five percent Anyway you want to cut that cake She's dyin' from the likes of abandonment Lost in the valley
stayed home Alone with the flu Find out from friends That wasn't true Go out at night With your headphones on again And walk through The Manhattan valleys
doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, here I come, here I come (yeah!) I'm comin around the mountain high as lower than a valley I'm the cat, from the alley, from
