ALABAMA lyrics - Roll On

Food On The Table

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my dad was a big man with a will that was tough He was at his best when the going was rough He made a living for the family and never had to cheat To keep food on the table and shoes on our feet we sat down at the table and thanked god in prayer Cause we had plenty to eat and plenty to wear We had patches on our britches but momma kept us neat We had food on the table and shoes on our feet we picked the cotton and gathered the corn We were taught to work from the day we were born Mom and dad and all us children worked in the summer's heat To keep food on the table and shoes on our feet when you sit down at the table thank god in prayer If you've got plenty to eat and plenty to wear If you've got patches on your britches just be sure to keep em neat If you've got food on the table and shoes on your feet

Set A Place At Your Table

JUSTIN BIEBER
Things seemed strange this morning As I packed my bag for school The smiles I'm used to seeing just weren't there I heard my father talking To my mother down the hallway Above the whispers all that I could hear... was [Chorus] Set a place at the table for someone who might need it Set a place at the table for someone to sit down and eat Kick their shoes off, put their feet up Forget about their troubles for awhile When there's a place at your table There's a little hope for you and I I was feeling kinda' helpless About the words that I just heard Could it be the family 2 doors down? They said a couple months of bad luck Had them up against the wall And though it may seem small I know there's somethin' I can do [Chorus] Set a place at the table for someone who might need it Set a place at the table for someone to sit down and eat Kick their shoes off, put their feet up Forget about their troubles for awhile When there's a place at your table There's a little hope for you and I Make room at your table for your friends and family Take the time to share your day, just laugh, talk and eat [Chorus] Set a place at the table for someone who might need it Set a place at your table for someone to sit down and eat Kick their shoes off, put their feet up Forget about their troubles for awhile When there's a place at your table There's a little hope for you and I ...there's a little hope for you and

Ballad Of The Times

EVERYTHING BUT THE GIRL "Love Not Money"
Narrow streets breed narrow minds and Care for king but not for kind It´s a short hop to a long weekend when every move you apreehend You´ll never find room to find your feet to walk out of this avenue Your pockets are lined with promises when did you promise ever pay for shoes? Counting coal trucks by the line and raise your glasses one more time ´Cause Billy has gone off to war And God knows what he´s fighting for But wartime will make him a man Work that no one see, if you can A hero´s grave is 6 feet deep not Room enough for all his plans. She can scrub the step but if he´ll never gleam If he did she´d smash the dream And they´ve held the world too long But dreams are what you wake up from Father was a fighter too The only way to jump the queue Boxing clever, times were tough But will that ever be enough? You´d never find room to find his feet To walk out of these avenues Their pockets are lined with promises When did they promise ever pay for shoes? When did they promise ever pay for shoes?

Back On My Feet

The Wilkinsons
I've been lyin' in the shadows In the corner of my room Turned off the lights Gave up the fight There was nothing I could do Then I just woke up one morning And I put on my walkin' shoes, and CHORUS: I'm back on my feet again Had all the heartache one woman can stand Got through the night Took back my life I'm back on my feet again I wasn't sure if I could make it Had to crawl across the floor Through the broken glass Of my shattered past Pushed myself on through the door I took a step out of the darkness I don't need it anymore, no I just woke up one morning And I put on my walkin' shoes, now

Burning Feet

CHRIS REA "Dancing Down The Stony Road"
No standing with these burning feet I got to kill the the fire Got to kill the heat I see a road and a river I gotta go 'cos there's fire in my shoes And you're moving too slow For these burning feet I got to move Burning feet Need a cool groove Burning feet Win or lose Looking to kill the heat Oh these burning shoes One day they'll find me in pieces, By the side of the track Smoke trail behind me, Flames from my back This is what made me, Yeah how I was made Forever, in the heat And never in the shade Of these burning feet Burning feet I got to move Burning feet Need a cool groove Burning feet Win or lose Looking to kill the heat Oh these burning shoes

Star War

Backyard Babies "Making Enemies Is Good"
Everybody's here with a face in the crowd no more lookin' back strung out junkies computerized monkeys waitin' for the place to get packed I don't need no doctor no one's got the cure for me cause I'm a heartbreaker and a soulshaker since 1973 star war so watcha waitin' for? I'm runnin' down the stairs so I wont get stabbed but that's alright with me me me me meanwhile them supernatural freaks fingerprints my fee so put food on the table some money if you're able no one's got the cure for me cause I'm a heartbreaker and a soulshaker since 1973 food on the table some money if you're able meanwhile back in Jack N' coke stable cause it's a star war star war so watcha waintin' for? Go Go Go!

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