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Author: | Laura Shayne |
E-mail: | mt_legacy_music@hotmail.com |
Date: | 6/2/2006 10:54:40 PM |
Subject: | Re: ... |
Message: | haha Here they come Jim!! Where Do I Go To Surrender From the cold edge of night To the dawn’s early light From sun up to sundown I’ll lie In this bed washed with tears Counting the years And watchin my life Pass me by I remember the day She went away The day I lost her sweet love When she said goodbye The tears in her eyes Fell like the stars from above Where do I go to surrender I no longer want to be free Where do I go to surrender I will surrender to her memory Shackled and chained To this ghost that remains I have no will now to fight Oh her memory It will not set me free She haunts me night after night I remember the day She went away The day I lost her sweet love When she said goodbye The tears in her eyes Fell like the stars from above Where do I go to surrender I no longer want to be free Where do I go to surrender I will surrender to her memory I surrender to your memory ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Hot Nights In Mexico It was two-thousand years ago Way down south in old Mexico My father long ago Set sail on the deep blue sea A serpent in one hand He spread his wings and Landed in the sacred place Beneath the sacred tree We stood and we looked awhile And he began to smile Oh not bad I said But sadly not for me He just turned and walked away With nothing left to say And he scattered me From sea to shining sea I am waiting for the tide Waiting for the sea to rise I am waiting for the day You come to me Waiting for the southern wind I am waiting to set sail again I am patiently waiting to Manifest my destiny Hot nights in Mexico Hot nights in Tijuana Hot nights in Acapulco Hot nights in Ensenada Hot nights in Metsala Hot nights in El Dorado Hot nights in Del Rio But oh so cold in San Diego Oh my brown eyed baby My precious lady Let me take you in my arms And shelter you from any harm I am lying on an open flame Pouring tequila on my shame I am the only one to blame Honey will you give me one more chance I am so brokenhearted Since the day we parted Your memory will not let me go It is slow to burn as virgin coal I am so broken hearted Since the day we parted Your memory will not let me go It is slow to burn as virgin coal I am waiting for the tide Waiting for the sea to rise I am waiting for the day You come to me Waiting for a southern wind Waiting to set sail again I am patiently waiting To manifest my destiny Hot nights in Mexico Hot nights in Tijuana Hot nights in Ruidoso Hot nights in Acapulco Hot nights in Metsala Hot nights in old Monterey Hot nights in Del Rio But oh so cold in San Diego Enjoy Jim!! Laura Shayne |
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