32 Lyrics & Chords By Sunday Inn

It wouldn't stop raining as we sat in the cold 32 daughters and sons Everyone just waiting at the spot as we were told Cause we were the abandoned ones How many times do I...read more

They say a man loves his woman the way he loves his momma It's true. So I wrote this song to thank you for teaching me to love her like I do. I know you haven't seen me lately ...read more

Fallin', fallin', fallin' This is your pilot speaking, we're losing altitude Just when emotion's peaking, awakening is rude I've seen that disbelieving look upon your face Now...read more