Imaginary Western Lyrics & Chords By Gary Myrick

Sit by my window and look outside, wonder why the sun don't shine on me What's wrong with you, you stupid child, don't you think that I'm the one you're waiting to...read more

Ohh-oh-oh-oh, let me tell you now, uh-huh, uh-uh-uh When I had you to myself I didn't want you around Those pretty faces always make me stand up in a crowd Someone picked you...read more

closed and smiling crimped at the corners transient in flight rain splash at me serves as a reminder of real and vital life softly you go to transport far from gloom fast...read more

Empty faces wander on the street And everyone I meet, is splitting at the seams Try to talk and try to make some sense, when everything's past tense No way when there's no...read more

Land of the glass pinecones They only grow for the full moon The farmers never gather them The magic cones are heaven-sent Land of the glass pinecones Their seeds are made of...read more