again Take this back and then, tell a friend Spaces and places you been, time travelin *echoes* Time travelin *echoes* Yo, I was a piano player in my
over and said nothing And I recalled in your voice something fresh and strange That gave our group something extra Enrico - who sounds like his wife -
to make it work Jheri Curl Jones, spendin' cash on a skirt Plan to win, whassup with Uncle Ben? Brother is sly, fatback bacon Still fakin', his voice
only one to love him up right Miss Thing, where you gonna go? You ever seen a man jump a piano? Gutter talk, knock 'em dead Pompadour six inches above his
the end of the original record is heard this cute exchange: Ernie: Okay, you can turn it over now. Herry: Sure thing, Ernie. (sound of piano crashing) Ernie: Herry! Not the piano
... I don't want the piano in here Ernie. ...well Sure, Bert, what's a sing-along without a piano? [starts to play piano] It's ME, that's what it is...
sounded well rehearsed Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst The brew was in my hand and he was on my tip His voice was hoarse, his throat
sing, and we'd sing of the joy every morning would bring. If I ruled the world, Every man would be as free as a bird. Every voice would be a voice to
Have you ever been awaken by the crowing of a rooster While the night is still heavy on the ground And the voice of Uncle Ben seems to break the morning
, and Perfect You play me like a piano or a pastime. I could be your Voice of reason. You can be Impossible. I'm hanging like a spider in Suspended
Reverend Bill Funderburk sings, "He cared that much for me" Charles Surratt introduces his own composition "On Calvary for Me", "The Joy of Knowing Jesus
quantified by his proximity to heaven and hell It was in such a state I ushered myself past the town tavern Bursting at the seams with the sounds laughter And drunken piano
your knees oh hear the angel voices o night divine o night when Christ was born [ piano ] Led by the light of faith serenely beaming with glowing hearts by His
as soon as I could. If someone stood up in a crowd And raised his voice up way out loud And waved his arm and shook his leg You'd notice him If someone
Kansas before the blood had dried And as he rode his head did shine like the sun in mid-July. In a tiny farm house by Brunswick piano He warmed his
O and I'm back again Take this back and then, tell a friend Spaces and places you been, time travelin', time travelin' Yo, I was a piano player in my
be confused with the incense selling Thai heads His name rhymes with Mike Cock You could call him livewire, eye sockets, Frylock Able to shoot electricity through his