good today And don't our smile look good on our face 'Cause we know how it feels to live on love Yes, we know how it feels to live on love
good today and don't our smile look good on our face Cause we know how it feels to live on love Yes we know how it feels to live on love
Traducción: Jones, George. To Live On Love.
feel good today and don't our smile look good on our face Cause we know how it feels to live on love Yes we know how it feels to live on love
Peace to DU 'cause I like the way you do me I love to go on about the funk, matter of fact I'd love to be another funk front runner But first we gotta
1968 (with George Jones, Dolly Parton and Emmylou Harris) The dirt was clay and was the color of the blood in me A twelve acre farm on a ridge is southern
war is over soon Guard your grill like George Foreman Time to build, as far as building I'm the doorman, opening doors My blood I expose on the floors
hear me say that I still love you then 'Cause I'll be over you when the grass grows over me Even when my eyes are closed they keep on seeing you Every
wondering what I'm still doing round here Since I won the Kross French karaoke competition last year I sang "He stopped loving her today" Just like George Jones
pyramid of cans in the pale moon light And that summer Becky broke my heart Alabama sang old flame burnin' Well, I've measured George Strait, drank with George Jones
they called my number I've been living in the fast lane Yeah, it's a dream come true I'm a lucky man And I love this roll I'm on But I do run out of
re gonna hold on we're gonna hold on we're gonna hold on to each other Some love lives and some love don't we've got the kind of love we want It brings
out in the yard and the warden's watchin' Only difference is the whores is watchin' Still love to see a nigga, roll up on 20's Hop in that six-four, roll up on
in the yard, and the warden's watchin' Only difference is the whores is watchin' Still love to see a nigga, roll up on 20's Hop in that six-four, roll up on
dropped Now I'm moving on up to George and Weezy's spot I picked up where my homeboy Eazy stopped I saw the west coast, put the shit on my back Sprayed Aftermath on
Now I'm moving on up to George and Weezy's spot I picked up where my homeboy Eazy stopped I saw the west coast, put the shit on my back Sprayed Aftermath on
in the yard, and the warden's watchin Only difference is the whores is watchin Still love to see a nigga, roll up on 20's Hop in that six-four, roll up on
know there's still A few ol' country boys around There's a lot of truth you know In our kind of songs About the life you're living And how love's done
