Dolly Parton Lyrics
Dolly Parton Lyrics
"Where Grass Won't Grow (with Goerge Jones, Emmylou Harris and Trish Yearwood Lyrics"
Sacrifice To Satan Lyrics
[Music and lyrics by Vargher] Hear the choir of Demons sing Angels of god ripped wing to wing The Coven's gathered, incantations
[Music and lyrics by Vargher] Hear the choir of Demons sing Angels of god ripped wing to wing The Coven's gathered, incantations
Writer Earl Montgomery
Copyright 1968
The dirt was clay and was the color of the blood in me
A twelve acre farm on a ridge is southern Tennessee
We left that sweat all over that land behind a mule we watched grow old
Row after row trying to grow corn and cotton on gro
Makeover Machine Lyrics
Once in a while for a change of pace, Modify your style. Try on a new face. There's a new toy in town, behind the big screen. Take a s
und so poor that grass won’t Once in a while for a change of pace, Modify your style. Try on a new face. There's a new toy in town, behind the big screen. Take a s
grow
There was one old store in the hollow we all called town
It belonged to a gentle old man named Henry Brown
He gave us credit in the wintertime so we could live through the cold when the
wind brought snow
Trying to grow corn and cotton on gro
Let It Go Lyrics
(S. Hoffs/D. Peterson/V. Peterson/M. Steele) Bangles One thing or another Your head is filled with questions, sights and sounds
nd so poor that grass won’t grow(S. Hoffs/D. Peterson/V. Peterson/M. Steele) Bangles One thing or another Your head is filled with questions, sights and sounds
The one I loved walked through those fields with me
She was a hard working woman true as one could be
But then one year death was going ‘round and swiftly took it’s toll
Janie had to go
Now she lies asleep under ground so poor that grass won’
Trip To Hyden Lyrics
Tossed and turned the night before in some old motel Subconsciously recallin' some old sinful thing I'd done My buddy drove the car and th
t growTossed and turned the night before in some old motel Subconsciously recallin' some old sinful thing I'd done My buddy drove the car and th
As I stand here looking over this part of Tennessee
The fields are bare as far as the eye can see
And over the grave where Janie lies there’s a beautiful sight to behold
And no one knows why there’s flowers blooming on ground so poor that grass
won’t grow