troubador and all is love When April showers stray The silver lining will come they say And singin' in the rain's the thing That those happy days again
Ache and pain and the April showers But it ain't long before I long for you, like a Ray of hope, coming through the blue moon When it all gets dark again
No more peace of mind `til the night`ll come crawling,so I could find you And then I could dive into the darkness full of memories- again If I`m closing
busted Out and it's like a free-for-all, and, ah The owner should meet and come down here and see if he Can secure his business, if he wants to Everybody Wooo April
guitar that you?re hearing today? Hey When we returned to the pad to unload everything It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings So once again
I'm alive, I'mma live illegal When we returned to the pad to unload everything It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings So once again we filled
, It covered up our tractors in this wild and dusty storm. We loaded our jalopies and piled our families in, We rattled down that highway to never come back again
It covered up our tractors in this wild and dusty storm. We loaded our jalopies and piled our families in, We rattled down that highway to never come back again
the cake comin' like Hostess made it left the restaurant and got the hostess naked never been a hater they love it when you hate back I be lovin' how they hatin' when
it doesn't come too soon If you seek protection go and find a safer man And if he can't give you what you want then come on by again. Priestess of
a circus in town a three-ring show that comes and goes too fast the best of friends have been divided by a kiss if we can't love again i can always
no one will march there at all Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda Who'll come a waltzing Matilda with me And their ghosts may be heard as you pass the Billabong Who'll come
know Maybe once in a while I'll forget and I'll smile But then the feeling comes again of an April without end Of an April lonely as they come In the
at your windowpane Hey throw your window wide And taste the April night with me again Girl we been veering Backwards disappearing Down into the murky deep Baby come
Flambe You ain't one-third than the rapper I was back when I was half the rapper I am today You sweet as bakery pastry, I'm chasing you when you chase