Don't mind me,I'm just livin' hereDon't mind me,I'm just livin' hereTear down the mountains,Cut the forest clear,Don't mind me,I'm just livin' here...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - William Elliott Whitmore
Did you ever get rid of that trouble in your heartDid you ever get rid of that trouble in your heartDid you find a way, to make it through the dayDid you ever get rid of that troub...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - William Elliott Whitmore
When that thing went down we all knewIt would never be the same againDo what you can to survive, we all doTry our best to feel somethingMy worst nature gets the best of meI could l...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - William Elliott Whitmore
Big dark cloud hanging lowFollows me everywhere I goLeaves a shadow on the groundCan't recall when it wasn't soIt's time to go homeWhat the hell is going onI've been away for far t...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - William Elliott Whitmore
Don't strike me, don't strike me down.Destruction and death all around.No judge, no jury.Better move yourself in a hurry.Ain't no time to waste.There's fire comin' from above.Get r...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - William Elliott Whitmore
Everything's quiet, the trees are stillI can't go back to town, don't know if I willGive my regards to the court house judgeTell 'em to go straight to hell, and don't hold no grudg...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - William Elliott Whitmore
Our Saturday night bonanzas, are known from here to KansasAs being the thing to doWe like to pass around that shine, get everybody feelin' fineDrinking good old south lee county br...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - William Elliott Whitmore
When I was young I walked into the woodsAmongst the sycamores and pines I often stoodTo contemplate life and deathI'll be gone someday but I ain't gone yetIf the weather is willing...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - William Elliott Whitmore
I was born in these woods, and these hills are my homeAnd the fields will be ready when the spring time comesBut I'm just here for a little whileAnd I'm just here for a little whil...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - William Elliott Whitmore
The kids are growingYou better lock us downThere's a war in our headsBut you can't hear a sound.And now I'm lying awakeI can't sleep at nightGet me out of this placeSomtehing's not...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Willy Mason