The Black Crowes Lyrics
The Black Crowes Lyrics
"In My Time Of Dying Lyrics"
You Don't Have To Be A Baby To Cry Lyrics
You don't have to be a baby to cry all you need is your love to go wrong You don't have to be a baby to cry or you lie awake the whole night long When you leave me my golden ra
You don't have to be a baby to cry all you need is your love to go wrong You don't have to be a baby to cry or you lie awake the whole night long When you leave me my golden ra
Written by: R. Johnson (Jones/Page/Bonham/Plant)
In my time of dying, want nobody to mourn
All I want for you to do is take my body home
Well, well, well, so I can die easy (X2)
Jesus, gonna make up my dyin' bed.
Meet me, Jesus, meet me. Meet me in the middle of the air
If my wings should fail me, Lord. Please meet me with anot
Through Spellbinding Branches Lyrics
[DEEPEST WITCHCRAFT, OUTRO] [Instrumental]
her pair [DEEPEST WITCHCRAFT, OUTRO] [Instrumental]
Well, well, well, so I can die easy (X2)
Jesus, gonna make up.. somebody, somebody...
Jesus gonna make up... Jesus gonna make you my dyin' bed
Oh, Saint Peter, at the gates of heaven... Won't you let me in
I never did no harm. I never did no wrong
Oh, Gabriel, let me blow your horn. Let me blow your horn
Oh, I nev
The Black Angel's Death Song Lyrics
(Reed, Cale) The myriad choices of his fate Set themselves out upon a plate For him to choose What had he to lose Not a ghost bloodied country All cov
er did, did no harm. (Reed, Cale) The myriad choices of his fate Set themselves out upon a plate For him to choose What had he to lose Not a ghost bloodied country All cov
I've only been this young once. I never thought I'd do anybody no wrong
No, not once.
Oh, I did somebody some good. Somebody some good...
Oh, did somebody some good. I must have did somebody some good...
And I see them in the streets
And I see them in the field
And I hear them shouting under my feet
An
Where Have All The Flowers Gone Lyrics
Where have all the flowers gone long time passing Where have all the flowers gone long time ago Where have all the flowers gone young girls picked them everyone Oh when wil
d I know it's got to be real Where have all the flowers gone long time passing Where have all the flowers gone long time ago Where have all the flowers gone young girls picked them everyone Oh when wil
Oh, Lord, deliver me
All the wrong I've done
You can deliver me, Lord
I only wanted to have some fun.
Hear the angels marchin', hear the' marchin', hear them marchin',
hear them marchin', the' marchin'
Oh my Jesus... (repeat)
Oh, don't you make it my dyin', dyin', dyin'...