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TANYA TUCKER lyrics - Best Of Tanya Tucker

Spring

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In a broken down apartment house Lay a woman in labor She said by the grace of God I'll have this child And the help of a neighbor At six o'clock the sun was rising On upon the world At seven forty five The neighbor smiled and sayed You've got a beautiful baby girl She named her Spring Winter's been a long time passin She named her Spring And though she's never been wed She held her newborn child and said Spring, I've waited a long, long time for you In a broked down apartment house Lay a woman dying And by her side a little six year old girl Who was softly crying Momma don't go away And leave me all alone Momma said to the welfare lady Find my child a good home I'll miss my Spring Winter's been a long time passing I'll miss you Spring The angels carried her away The welfare lady knelt to pray Spring, she'll be a long time gone from you In a beautiful church out side of town Stands a woman smiling On her hand is a wedding band Of fashionable stylin All the years in the orphan's home He shared with you And now you hopes and childhood dreams Have all come true He loves his Spring Winter's been a long time passing He loves you Spring He promised you today He'll never ever go away Spring, he's waited a long, long time for you A long, long time for you

Trying To Reason With Hurricane Season

JIMMY BUFFETT "A1A"
Squalls out on the gulf stream, Big storms coming soon. I passed out in my hammock, God, I slept way past noon. Stood up and tried to focus, I hoped I wouldn't have to look far. I knew I could use a Bloody Mary, So I stumbled next door to the bar. [Chorus:] And now I must confess, I could use some rest. I can't run at this pace very long. Yes, it's quite insane, I think it hurts my brain. But it cleans me out and then I can go on. There's something about this Sunday It's a most peculiar gray Strolling down the avenue That's known as A1A I was feeling tired, then I got inspired. And I knew that it wouldn't last long So all alone I walked back home, sat on my beach And then I made up this song. [Chorus] Well, the wind is blowin' harder now Fifty knots of there abouts, There's white caps on the ocean. And I'm watching for water spouts It's time to close the shutters It's time to go inside. In a week I'll be in gay Paris; That's a mighty long airplane ride. [Chorus] Yes, It cleans me out and then I can go on.

Introduction

AB-SOUL "Long Term"
Long term is defined as: To mature over or after a relatively long period of time To earn capital gain derived from the sale or exchange of an asset held for a specified time (This is Long Term) Long term is defined as: To earn capital gain To mature over or after a relatively long period of time Long term I know it's short notice But this is Long Term Don't make the wrong turn You're all trapped in my circle of doom Be aware, success'll be circling through I puff a square for my niggas who ain't here To see me unbelievably make the unbelievable believe in me Yeah, that's what I do times 2000 more than you In 2000 I was cool In '01 I had fun In '02 I recorded my first song, and I was sprung In '03 I was deep In '04 I had flow In '05 I signed to Street Beef for no dough In '06 I met Punchline, damn I thank Punchline He saw more in my music than metaphors and punchlines '07 dude Dawg told me I was family And now it's '08, Long Term, bon appetite [Hook:] This is Long Term I hope you love it cause I'm thinking long term I came, I saw, and conquered And it's an honor To share this with you, wait no longer Mother fucker this is Long Term Shout out to Top Notch, cause they gon' ride for me That special pinhead who stay by my side, homie Prospect holding a spot in the sky for me That's on my life, real niggas never die, homie Now all eyes on me, I see you niggas watching Hoping that Soul sell out like a fucking auction I'm in the laboratory working on a concoction I ain't rapping, I'm a chemical reaction To you niggas slackin' Like suit bottoms, yo what's happening? I'm back again, dope shop open like a cabinet Chauffeurs could get arrested for trafficking me Like I'm wrapped in vaseline and go for 18 5 a key At 18 I was a G, sneaking in clubs Breaking down dubs and the whole hood showed love Never thought I would make it this far in this game Now every bar is insane, but not the Long Beach game And I don't need a big chain or Escalade on 6s Cause I can roll with Juice and take all of your bitches And you ain't never seen a top dog so vicious I'm a star, right? Women hand me they wish-list My reign is endless You would need an umbrella that lasts forever to witness My lyrical fitness My physical's eminent I know Caucasians that compare me to Eminem when he thought he was infinite But this ain't 8 Mile and I ain't rapping But ladies used to do me shady after math classes Black lip bastard with black glasses Bad habits backing up in the back of cab stratus ass magic I'm Jay, more graphic, uncensored So if your kids have it homie, it's promotional use only And after this you owe me, like the letter after N my friend I present Long Term, let's begin This is Long Term

A Little Memory

JOSH THOMPSON "Turn It Up"
Morning sunlight don't hurt my eyes like it used to These days, trouble ain't what I'm getting into It feels good to be back on track Lookin' in the mirror don't hurt so bad I hate it that it took you packin' up your bags And leavin' me to make me see I still hear that goodbye and the front door closing And I still see that dust cloud from the Goodyears going Guess you left just enough of you behind to wake me up For good this time, You didn't have to stay to make me change, A little memory goes a long, long way I try long drives but you always seem to follow Hid behind neon lights, left me empty as a bottle And every night seemed to be more of the same And everything that ever drove you away But I'm a dollar short and a day late Of maybe ever getting you back one day I still hear that goodbye and the front door closing And I still see that dust cloud from the Goodyears going Guess you left just enough of you behind to wake me up For good this time, You didn't have to stay to make me change A little memory goes a long, long way I die in side every time I relive it I make my bed and now I'm lying here in it Yeah, I still hear that goodbye and the front door closing And I still see that dust cloud from the Goodyears going Guess you left just enough of you behind to wake me up For good this time, You didn't have to stay to make me change, A little memory goes a long, long way A long, long way A little memory goes a long, long way

Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More

JIMMY BUFFETT "Floridays"
He was a fugitive with a pseudo name Lost his mind in a hurricane Coconut upside his head People said he'd be better dead Cause his glory days are gone Sits on the shore with his saxophone and plays In another place, in another time He was a soldier in his prime On the battlefield, makin' history Young men died for his destiny And their widows came each day Till he was forced to run away From home So he bought a town, but he sold the sea Claimed a shallow victory On an iron ship, with a wooden crew They hit the reef when the moon was new Now he cries himself to sleep On a beach made of promises he meant to keep Long ago Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More Nobody talks about the war Hey what the hell were we fighting for Such a long long time ago And now the monkeys and the iguanas They listen to his song A most uncaptive audience He plays to all night long So the story goes, he was dressed to kill When he jumped from the old mahogany mill And the jungle beasts, they were heard to wail As the saxophone still played the scale For a man they never know who looked like me and you Long ago Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More No one is interested in settling old scores Hey what the hell were we fighting for Such a long, long time ago Nobody Speaks to The Captain No More No one is interested in settling old scores Hey what the hell were we fighting for Such a long time ago.

Don't Wait Too Long

FRANK SINATRA "September Of My Years"
You are the summer and I am the autumn Don't wait too long Your song's beginning While mine's nearly sung Don't wait too long Fall is a lovely time of the year When leaves turn to gold and brown But soon fall is ending Winter is near and the leaves Start tumblin' down Why must the moments go by in such haste Don't wait too long Winter is coming I've no time to waste Don't wait too long

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