Number of Lyrics in Album : 9
By Cowboy Junkies, It's the kind of night that's so cold, when you
By Cowboy Junkies, The way you kissed me this morning
It told me that
By Cowboy Junkies, The last of man's great unchained beasts
Lies lapping at my
By Cowboy Junkies, She captured both rock and bird
Tied one to the leg
By Cowboy Junkies, Sun comes up, it's Tuesday morning
Hits me straight in the
By Cowboy Junkies, Caught in the vice of heaven and earth
He turned his
By Cowboy Junkies, There's a young man in the corner playing Crazy all
By Cowboy Junkies, There are witches in the hills calling my name
Saying come
By Cowboy Junkies, How could he take you in his arms
And help you
