Mailbox Blues Lyrics & Chords By Roland Van Campenhout

The sweet taste in my mouth The chill down my spine You're every man's dream A sight for sore eyes Yeah, I was so lost, Got in my own way Your love shattered the darkness,...read more

For his age, he is wise He's got his mother's eyes There's gladness in his heart He's young and he is wild My only prayer, is if I can't be there Lord, oh...read more

you can't take the home from a homeless man you can't take away his streets you can't threaten a man, with nothing to lose or bruise him when he's beat you can't take money...read more

Benimle yasamak seni hasta ediyor hergun soyluyorsun Her sey eskisi gibi piril piril olsun istiyorsun Yorgun askimizin ayakta duracak hali yok Neler oluyor anlamiyorum ama...read more

Big house, big car, back seat, full bar. Houseboat won't float. Bank won't tote the note. Too much stuff. There's just too much stuff. It'll hang you up dealing with too much...read more