wonder why (Oooohhh) Fruit of life Something in your eyes Makes the water (?) And the leafs fall from the trees It happens everytime Love so warm & gentle Sailing
get lost at sea Or on some lonely island, where no one wants to be From the beginning of creation, I think our maker had a plan For us to leave these shores and sail
Yes it do whoa oh ho yeah) If you only believe When you're down now When you're on the street When evenin' falls Somehow I will comfort you I'll take the bow Whoa
back bar drinkin' Drinking to my friends And drinking to my foes For both keep a young heart moving It's good to be on the trail From where my heart set sail
dark. The caskets squeak, The trees wheeze, the crypts all creak, and toes sepulchered for months and months in dust are wiggling off their crust, whoa
meals, look how I eat without no deal Drink liquor like a pirate tongue, slick as a sailor I be in a pilot shirt, fit like it's tailored, whoa!! Drinkin
old way I'm gonna die before I fall Don't try to save me Whoa whoa, whoa whoa Whoa whoa, last time I fall Whoa whoa, whoa whoa Whoa whoa, this is the
I learned to log roll. jumped onto the diving board, bounced off it then headed toward, a jungle gym, i bounced just right and caught onto a kite. WHOA
Whoa, I hear the quiet now Of paper airplanes falling down Whoa, the branches of every tree Bend like a cathedral over me Down where the river bends,
style Make it worth your while What else can I say Do what you do When you do, what you do Whoa, do what you do When you do, what you do, whoa, oh
James Taylor Father, let us build a boat and sail away There's nothing for you here And brother, let us throw our lot out upon the sea It's been done
Whoa, lookin' back at my background Tryin' to figure out how I ever got here Some things are still a mystery to me While others are much too clear I'
you The liar and the fool, whoa yeah The grinder and the fallen angel The hangman's work was left undone The gates of life are closed forever Searching for the midnight sun Sailing
Last one to laugh its over now We'll trade ya six and pancake ya loan Break ya bitch and take ya doe Shake ya crys and take it whoa Layin' down the
Wait for me as the ship it sails away so fast,bring me home and I will stay,I promise. For tomorrow it has been retold and realized,I will conquer my
never show It's time I start walkin' But there's so much you'll never know I keep telling you hard luck woman You ain't a hard luck woman Rags, the sailor
do Dialectical linguist, unlimited thinker Descriptive mental photographer L.O.D. and P.P.P. gets it on We strong to cause bodily harm to King Kong Stock lock and barrel, empty, reload whoa
as soon as you clean up you're gonna do it again, he says Whoa, oh, oh no I'm going to Pleasure Island, I don't wanna come home Whoa, oh, oh no The