Pots and pans are indestructible. How do you respect your room? If you hadn't gone tomorrow, You could have stayed on 'til June. It's alright if I was
Got some news today from the radio man He spoke the words softly and as somber as he can The world stood still and the sky opened up made my way to fill
You pace a rhythm for love to evolve It takes the clock off my heart A strange vibration that purifys my soul Dreamy days in my room by your side As
Are you weary of the lengthening days? Do you secretly wish for november's rain? And the harvest moon top reign in the sky (now that it's june) There
Welcome to your life You better watch your steps Well, they could turn to fire That could sear through your shoes And through your feet Move up your
June bride Johnny xxxx in white Side by side A happening thing inside Name the day Waiting will get us nowhere You decide What you wanna do this time
June arrives, rumored days Days of willing it to be In the nest futures hatch It's such a lovely thing to see Oh my God Like an angel wound What fortune
Here's a hymn to welcome in the day Heralding a summer's early sway And all the bulbs all coming in to begin The thrushes bleating battle with the wrens
Didn't I tell you everything is possible in this deja vu? Try the river boat the carousel feed the pigeons Bar-B-Q Look at all the people happy faces
He was a tall man raised up from the fields out pickin' cotton In a hard land where the ground was poor and the wood was rotten But when he saw her all
She was out with her friends almost every night, she was young she had fun till the morninglight. Never took always gave, that was new for us, cause
I know when it's coming And it's not a bad thing You wouldn't hold back If you wanted to sing You'd say, "Hey, look over there" June salutes you With
Et 1, 2, 3, Alice est nA©e au pays des cauchemars Je voudrais juste la rassurer Et 1, 2, 3, Alice est tombA©e dans un trou noir Je pourrais peut-A?tre
Living under June Living under her Living under June Living under her I've got a black and white television I've got an indigo gas oven I've got holes
June July I went home to live with my mom At night I sat out to watch cicadas on the lawn June July, confusion Tennessee Here Sherman's army leveled troops
I got tired of New York City, of its sidewalks and its heat So I got myself a great big horse and I rode him down the street And then I hollered, "Hi,
Old Bill Brown was known around town For slippin' around at night He'd grab a jug and cut a rug Man, he'd really live it up right Oh, Suzy Brown finally
You have heard of little Moses in the bull rush You have heard of fearless David and his sling You have heard the story told of dreaming Joseph And of