Met her in the summer She was selling flowers In
I was born to sing a good-time song
You know that
Seems like such a long time ago
I was walking on
I don't gamble, I don't fight
I don't be hangin' in
That's the sound of the men working on the chain
She stood by the window and let down her hair
Asked
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women
They'll drive you crazy, they'll
Well, I know that I shouldn't have done it
I know
Don't you know, I had a dream last night
That you
Well, she was standing by my dressing room after the
And you think you've seen trouble
Well, you're lookin' at the
Hey, tomorrow where are you goin'?
Do you have some room
Snowy nights and Christmas lights
Icy windowpanes
Make me wish that we
He struggled so hard to be king
Working night and day
Dreaming
Hey love, don't be afraid
To stay until tomorrow
Lover's dawn
If you get to feelin' all alone When your good
Ol' man river, that ol' man river
He must know something,
Used to be that I could see
A reason to be
Sometimes I think about our good old high school days
You
It's been too many years inside this prison
Too many years
The Hard Way Every Time
Written by - Jim Croce
Yeah, I've
Pickin' wasn't easy
Kept you brown and thin
Been a child for
Well it started out just like a dream
And like a
Well, I'm sorry for the things that I told you
But
Well, if you're lookin' for a good time
Look hard as
