Album by Don Henley
Number of Lyrics in Album : 13
By Don Henley, They're picking up the prisoners and putting them in a
By Don Henley, I make my living off the evening news Just give me
By Don Henley, Everybody knows the dice are loaded, Everybody rolls with theire fingers
By Don Henley, Woke up with a heavy head And I thought about leavin'
By Don Henley, Harry got up, dressed all in black Went down to the
By Don Henley, Sometimes I wonder where it is love goes I don't know
By Don Henley, Let's go down to the Sunset Grill We can watch the
By Don Henley, Nobody on the road Nobody on the beach I feel it
By Don Henley, Remember when the days were long And rolled beneath a deep
By Don Henley, It was a pretty big year for fashion A lousy year
By Don Henley, I got the call today, I didn't wanna hear But I
By Don Henley, I know you broke up with him And your heart's still
By Don Henley, I woke up this morning With an attitude. Looking at