Alan Jackson lyrics
Alan Jackson lyrics
"Working Class Hero Lyrics"
Can We Talk Lyrics
Written by babyface, daryl simmons (1993) Performed by tevin campbell Last night i I saw you standing I started Started pretending
Written by babyface, daryl simmons (1993) Performed by tevin campbell Last night i I saw you standing I started Started pretending
A callused right hand
Holds a shiny gold watch
For thirty years spent on the clock
But you won't see no tears
From this workin' class hero
He's always been hard as a rock
But he knows he's too old
To really start over
Besides he just wouldn't know how
I guess he's just glad
That
Merirosvoradio Lyrics
voit pyyhki? sormenj?lkesi pois yritt?? h?vitt?? todisteet siit? ett? olet viel? hengiss? voit olla niin kuin kaikki hyvin ois vet?? roolisi v??r?ss? fi
he's not alonevoit pyyhki? sormenj?lkesi pois yritt?? h?vitt?? todisteet siit? ett? olet viel? hengiss? voit olla niin kuin kaikki hyvin ois vet?? roolisi v??r?ss? fi
But he's got to wonder what now
'Cause there's no hall of fame for that working class hero
No statute carved out of stone
And his greatest reward is the love of a woman
And his children
So after he's gone
That old working class hero lives on
That three-bedroom house
He bu
Straighten It Out Lyrics
Let's break it out all of this black-on-black, brown-on-brown, in every town, because I'm sick of seeing my people's sketches scattered all over the ground. Si
ilt in the '50sLet's break it out all of this black-on-black, brown-on-brown, in every town, because I'm sick of seeing my people's sketches scattered all over the ground. Si
Seems so much bigger today
With just him and mama
And not many bills
'Cause all of the kids moved away
What he's done with his life
Might not be remembered
But he's got every right to be proud
'Cause the blood sweatin' years
Of this workin' class hero
Is really what livin'
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Our teeth break on nails yet we chew on them still as moths to a flame no one is saved no one still lives driven
s aboutOur teeth break on nails yet we chew on them still as moths to a flame no one is saved no one still lives driven
'Cause there's no hall of fame for that working class hero
No statute carved out of stone
And his greatest reward is the love of a woman
And his children
So after he's gone
That old workin' class hero lives on
Yes, that workin' class hero lives on
That workin' class hero lives on