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Brenda Lee - Cry

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If your sweetheart sends a letter of goodbye
It s no secret you ll feel better if you cry
When waking from a bad dream don t you sometimes think it s real
But it s only false emotion that you feel

If your heart aches seem to hang around too long
And your blues oh they keep getting bluer with each song
Remember sunshine can t be found behind a cloudy sky
So let your hair down and go on and cry

If your heart aches seem, oh seems to hang around too long
Yeah and your blues, your blues keep getting bluer with each song
Oh baby just remember sunshine can be found
Yes it can found behind each cloudy sky
So let your hair down baby and go on and cry

Inne utwory

  • It takes one to know one
  • Valley of tears
  • The 59TH street bridge song
  • Night and day
  • Baby face
  • Precious memories
  • Someone to love me
  • Let me be the one
  • I miss you so
  • Love you till i die
  • Fool 1
  • I want to be wanted
  • Lover
  • What a friend we have in Jesus
  • Blue velvet
  • Speak to me pretty
  • The old rugged cross
  • Am i blue
  • Losowe utwory

    Water

    Like water
    You see into me
    You reach into me
    And I ripple round in circles
    Reflections
    Of my dreams in yours
    Bring me to the shores of desire

    I have been like a desert creature
    Wandering on this earth so cracked and dry
    Only to survive
    But now...

    Monkey man

    Back from the war
    Covered in red, white and blue
    So here I am
    But I got nowhere to go

    Heaven help you now
    Heaven help you now

    Monkey man
    This is not Garden of Eden
    Take a look

    Slowly

    We take so much for granted, he and I
    We share a life in one dimension
    Our problems always seem to cloud the sky
    But we don?t pay them much attention
    And with every day
    We drift apart
    I can feel it in my...

    Grease

    Ee-Ai!

    Every other hour floating through life,
    Everyone says your not the type,
    You life s a Christ like life and never were a hellion,
    Yet now you teach lessons on the art of rebellion

    We used to make fun of people who...

    Another victory

    Get
    ready motherfuckers!
    You can t fuck with the [spanish]
    Please no interruptions
    Your crew pull up guns get waxed in the sun
    Like my rag top six-five
    Smash you with the switches
    The hitch is, you re gettin too big for your britches