Lyrics to songs by Browning Bryant
Cure My Blues
And I may be blue, when the daylight is ended
It just might hold true, that I have depended on you
To be the one who can make my night seem brighter
To fill be me up when I feel low, and make feel higher
I may get to slow, to keep up the fire
It might get too cold, for your desire
The winds could turn cool, and then the flames would freeze over
Even a fool could lay next to you, and sob on your shoulder
But I never knew just what I would do if I should get colder.
And late in the night, when I turn over
to turn on the light and find you no longer
It's time to decide before growing older,
what I'm gonna do, yeah, to cure my blues
What I'm gonna do, yeah, to cure my blues
And late in the night, when I turn over, yeah
to turn on the light, and find you no longer
it's time to decide, before growing older
what I'm gonna do to cure my blues
What I'm gonna do to cure my blues
Copyright 1974
Losing
I'm losing my love
I can feel it all over
She is acting strange
How long will she stay
She's become so much colder
than yesterday
Time only will know how tomorrow will find me
Will I be alone
When will I know why she has taken love from me
after she says goodbye
If she goes away I just can't say what's going to happen to this soul of mine, marking time
If I lose my love I'll lose my dreams and all my plans
I'll be left cold inside
No reason why
She'll be going away
to say goodbye would be forever
A life with so much pain
Where did I go wrong
I never dreamed that I'd be losing
a love I'd waited for so long
I'm losing my love
I can feel it all over
She is acting strange
How long will she stay.
She's become so much colder than yesterday
Copyright 1974
Home
Home is where I belong
Where the grass is green and people seem to want me
Where the life is slow and I can go where I want to go
I want to go home
Well I'm tired of travelin' on the road
Where the ease is gone and for so long I carry the heavy load
Where from dusk 'til dawn I'll sing my song, and that's so much too long
I want to go home
Well I'm lonesome and a long way from home,
I can't make it on my own, I can't help myself, no, no
I want to go home
Blind eyes could never let me see
the meaning of a home and havin' someone to care for me
there's nothing I can do but you know it's true that's where I want to be, yeah
I want to go home
Well, time and time and time again.
I wanna get back to the friends who are true and the life I lived back then
Where the people say have you have been ok, and ask you "How've you been, old friend"
I want to go home
Well, I'm lonesome and a long way from home,
I can't make it on my own, I can't help myself, no, no
I want to go home
I want to go home
Get me on home
I want to go home
Copyright 1974
Copyright 2007, Nicolas S. Martin. All Rights Reserved.
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