You’re feeling nervous, aren’t you, boy? With your quiet voice and impeccable style Don’t ever let them steal your joy And your gentle ways To keep ’em from running wild
They can kick dirt in your face Dress you down, and tell you that your place Is in the middle, when they hate the way you shine
I see you tugging on your shirt Trying to hide inside of it And hide how much it hurts
Let ’em laugh while they can Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends And the joke’s on them
You get discouraged, don’t you, girl? It’s your brother’s world for a while longer We gotta dance with the devil on a river To beat the stream Call it living the dream, call it kicking the ladder
They come to kick dirt in your face To call you weak and then displace you After carrying your baby on your back across the desert I saw your eyes behind your hair And you’re looking tired, but you don’t look scared
Let ’em laugh while they can Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends And the joke’s on them
Let ’em laugh while they can Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends And the joke’s on them
Kacey Musgraves performs live and stripped back in the Radio 2 Piano Room for the Ken Bruce show.
Somewhere Only We Know
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I walked across an empty landI knew the pathway like the back of my handI felt the earth beneath my feetSat by the river and it made me complete
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?I’m getting old, and I need something to rely onSo, tell me when you’re gonna let me inI’m getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen treeI felt the branches of it looking at meIs this the place we used to love?Is this the place that I’ve been dreaming of?
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?I’m getting old, and I need something to rely onSo, tell me when you’re gonna let me inI’m getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute, why don’t we goTalk about it somewhere only we know?This could be the end of everythingSo, why don’t we go somewhere only we know?Somewhere only we know
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?I’m getting old, and I need something to rely onSo, tell me when you’re gonna let me inI’m getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute, why don’t we goTalk about it somewhere only we know?This could be the end of everythingSo, why don’t we go?So, why don’t we go?
Ooh, oh-ohAh, oh
This could be the end of everythingSo, why don’t we go somewhere only we know?Somewhere only we knowSomewhere only we know
You’re feeling nervous, aren’t you, boy? With your quiet voice and impeccable style Don’t ever let them steal your joy And your gentle ways To keep ’em from running wild
They can kick dirt in your face Dress you down, and tell you that your place Is in the middle, when they hate the way you shine
I see you tugging on your shirt Trying to hide inside of it And hide how much it hurts
Let ’em laugh while they can Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends And the joke’s on them
You get discouraged, don’t you, girl? It’s your brother’s world for a while longer We gotta dance with the devil on a river To beat the stream Call it living the dream, call it kicking the ladder
They come to kick dirt in your face To call you weak and then displace you After carrying your baby on your back across the desert I saw your eyes behind your hair And you’re looking tired, but you don’t look scared
Let ’em laugh while they can Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends And the joke’s on them
Let ’em laugh while they can Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends And the joke’s on them
As the midnight moon, was drifting through The lazy sway of the trees I saw the look in your eyes, lookin’ into mine Seeing what you wanted to see Darlin’ don’t say a word, cause I already heard What your body’s sayin’ to mine I’m tired of fast moves I’ve got a slow groove On my mind
I want a man with a slow hand I want a lover with an easy touch I want somebody who will spend some time Not come and go in a heated rush I want somebody who will understand When it comes to love, I want a slow hand
On shadowed ground, with no one around And a blanket of stars in our eyes We are drifting free, like two lost leaves On the crazy wind of the night Darlin’, don’t say a word, ’cause I already heard What your body’s sayin’ to mine If I want it all night You say it’s alright We got the time’
Cause I got a man with a slow hand I got a lover with an easy touch I got somebody who will spend some time Not come and go in a heated rush I found somebody who will understand When it comes to love, I want a slow hand
If I want it all night Please say it’s alright It’s not a fast move But a slow groove On my mind’Cause I got a man with a slow hand I got a lover with an easy touch I found somebody who will spend some time Not come and go in a heated rush I found somebody who will understand I found a lover with a slow hand Oh, lover with the slow hand And I get all excited with his easy touch I found somebody who will spend the night Not come and go in a heated rush
5,182,830 viewsNov 16, 201744K1.4KShareSaveBEST Rides 62.4K subscribers Music video by The Pointer Sisters performing Slow Hand. (C) 1981 RCA Records, a division of Sony Music Entertainment
Found the truth beneath your lies And true love never has to hide (True love never has to hide) I’ll trade your broken wings for mine (Trade your broken wings for mine) I’ve seen your scars and kissed your crime (Seen your scars and kissed your crime)
So many people that I know, they just tryna touch ya Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
All night long Love, all night long Sweet love, all night long Sweet love, all night long All I wanna, ain’t no other We together, I remember Sweet love, all night long
Our love was stronger than your pride Beyond your darkness, I’m your light, oh If you get deep, you touch my mind (If you get deep, you touch my mind) Baptize your tears and dry your eyes (Baptize your tears and dry your eyes)
So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
All night long Love, all night long Sweet love, all night long Sweet love, all night long All I wanna, ain’t no other We together, I remember Sweet love, all night long
They say true love’s the greatest weapon To win the war caused by pain (pain) But every diamond has imperfections But my love’s too pure to watch it chip away (chip a-, chip a-, chip away) Boy, nothing real can be threatened True love breathes salvation back into me With every tear came redemption And my torturer became my remedy
So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
All night long Love, all night long Sweet love, all night long Sweet love, all night long All I wanna, ain’t no other We together, I remember Sweet love, all night long
Songwriters: Andre Benjamin / Antwan Patton / Thomas Wesley Pentz / Patrick Brown / Ilsey Juber / Timothy Thomas / Theron Thomas / Jaramye Daniels / Akil King / Beyonce
14,184,101 views•29 Sep 200956K1.7KShareSaveThe Corrs 167K subscribers Runaway is the first single by Irish group The Corrs from their debut album Forgiven, Not Forgotten. Best video quality available on youtube. Content not owned by me.
Say it’s true, there’s nothing like me and you Not alone, tell me you feel it too And I would runaway I would runaway, yeah I would runaway I would runaway with you’
Cause I have fallen in love With you, no never have I’m never gonna stop falling in love, with you
Close the door, lay down upon the floor And by candlelight, make love to me through the night ‘Cause I have runaway I have runaway, yeah I have runaway, runaway I have runaway with you’
Cause I have fallen in love With you, no never have I’m never gonna stop falling in love, with you (with you)And I would runaway I would runaway, yeah I would runaway I would runaway with you’
Cause I have fallen in love With you, no never have I’m never gonna stop falling in love, with you
Fallen in love with you No never, ever, I’m never gonna stop falling in love, with you With you, my love With you Ya da da da da da da da da da da da
2,260 viewsJun 22, 2018515ShareSaveMaura O’Connell – Topic 549 subscribers Provided to YouTube by Believe SAS Trouble in the Fields · Maura O’Connell A Woman’s Heart 2 ℗ Dolphin Released on: 1994-10-08 Composer: Griffith Composer: West Music Publisher: D.R Auto-generated by YouTube.
Baby I know that we’ve got trouble in the fields When the bankers swarm like locust out there turning away our yield The trains roll by our silos, silver in the rain They leave our pockets full of nothing But our dreams and the golden grain
Have you seen the folks in line downtown at the station They’re all buying their ticket out and talking the great depression Our parents had their hard times fifty years ago When they stood out in these empty fields in dust as deep as snow
And all this trouble in our fields If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal They’ll never take our native soil But if we sell that new John Deere And then we’ll work these crops with sweat and tears You’ll be the mule I’ll be the plow Come harvest time we’ll work it out There’s still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields
There’s a book up on the shelf about the dust bowl days And there’s a little bit of you and a little bit of me In the photos on every page Now our children live in the city and they rest upon our shoulders They never want the rain to fall or the weather to get colder
And all this trouble in our fields If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal They’ll never take our native soil But if we sell that new John Deere And then we’ll work these crops with sweat and tears You’ll be the mule I’ll be the plow Come harvest time we’ll work it out There’s still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields
You’ll be the mule I’ll be the plow Come harvest time we’ll work it out There’s still a lot of love, here in these troubled fields