Wake up in the morning in the moonlight grey We got dirt to break, we got a note to pay Gonna plow, plow to the end of the row Wake up in the morning
I knew you Once again, you used me, used me Adrienne, I should have left you Long before you used me, used me Adrienne, long before, Adrienne Oh Adrienne, Adrienne
' ist alles drin vernarrt. Manche Maid wenn schon Schlafenszeit steigt ins Bettchen empfangsbereit. Und sie geniesst mit dem Ohr ihren Lieblingstenor horizontal ideal. Die schöne Adrienne
Maple tree Where I carved your name Nothing left, not even time Straight reads the line His life had reached the end Wanting only to be loved by Adrienne
Art of Virtue Adrienne Young / Will Kimbrough Gonna start a revolution, Made of action, not of words Practicing the Art of Virtue A joy ride on the
Farther Along / Billy In the Low Ground Adrienne Young / Broken Drought Tempted and tried we?re oft made to wonder Why it should be thus all the day
Blinded by Stars My blood does remember the rhythm of a drum Beat by a boy soldier whose revolution won I?ve carried pretty flowers to fallen heroes
Her Eyes Were Watching God To prey upon a kind and generous heart To turn away from and leave a mark To go too far just to make youself feel better
I Cannot Justify I am a white girl but what was I before? An Onondaga opening the door Coulda been a pilgrim hungry for to pray Or a roaming buffalo
Leather Britches Little boy, little boy Where?d you get your britches Mama cut the leather out Daddy made the stitches Leather britches full of stitches
It?s All the Same Adrienne Young / Will Kimbrough One foot in front of the other Is hard as hell these days It?s my choice, a case of any color What
Lonesome Road Blues I walked on down that lonesome line Hung my head and I cried I wept and I cried under a willow tree Out by the deep blue sea My
My Love Will Keep Adrienne Young / Mark D. Sanders Baby were you just about to kiss me Or were you just about to leave Come and sit down here beside
Nipper?s Corner Bumping down the county road, some sneaky in the beat Agnes sighs and checks her thighs she?s moving?movin? through the Heat, it takes
Don?t Get Weary Uncle Dave Macon Don?t get weary, don?t get weary children Don?t get weary, I?m coming from the ball Nashville full of big hotels
Adrienne Young Pretty Ella Arkansas Birthed 9 daughters and a son She was a sure shot with a pistol And here bare feet loved to run There was raven
Poison Gonna take a long time to get over you Love?s poison addiction offers me no rescue Gonna be a hard road back to where I started from ?Cause you
My Sin is Pride Will Kimbrough / Tim Littlefield I let you walk away I kept it all inside Swore you?d be back someday My Sin Is Pride I could have
