Rhythm of Life Edwin McCain

Rhythm of Life Heaven withstanding and smiling we're all swept away The Rhythm of Life Is not so demanding as some caught in narrows would say Fragile as ships as we pass through Gibraltar The

The Rhythm Of Life Edwin McCain

The Rhythm Of Life The rhythm of life Is not so demanding as some caught in narrows would say Fragile as ships as we pass through Gibraltar The sirens have long given way Dark as the murky graveyard of

Beautiful Life Edwin McCain

their wings And dream of twenties and diamonds and things And somehow that might ease the sting Of the company they keep Yeah… And the vets still talk about the tet offensive And the

I'll Be (LP Version) Edwin McCain

And tell me that we belong together Dress it up with the trappings of love. I`ll be captivated I`ll hang from your lips Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above.

I'll Be Edwin McCain

I'll Be By: Edwin McCain The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful Stop me and steal my breath Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky Never revealing their depth Tell me that we

See The Sky Again Edwin McCain

Whispered from my heart and soul to my unwilling eyes Lift my vision from the ground lift it to the sky Skies they used to be so ugly rain that tings my face Opens up their glory just earth and sky

Write Me A Song Edwin McCain

all just want one night of sin I know our life can be better I just don't know where I should begin Chorus: She said write me a song One that makes all the girls cry And the old women swoon With

Through The Floor Edwin McCain

Bathed in sunlight woke from dreams of murderous intentions Pursued by dogs and men and things I'm just too scared to mention And the first thing that I think of are her sympathetic eyes That see

I've Seen A Love Edwin McCain

I’ve seen a love that rolls like thunder I’ve seen a love that falls like rain That kind of love it makes me wonder Why my love causes me so much pain I see my ring as it spins on the table A perfect

Grind Me In The Gears Edwin McCain

I'm holding my last breath It's burning in my lungs Clenching up my eyes Bloody up my tongue For the words that might escape Are ringing in my ears Grinds me to a pulp Grind me in the gears

Get Out Of This Town Edwin McCain

It's time to get out of this town There’s no more fun to be found I’m rolling thunder with the top down It’s time to get out, get out, get out Crescent City high-life Dancing with the devil’s wife

Radio Star Edwin McCain

I tell you my story on VH1 And all of my personal hell And how my dad beat me and how much he drank Do you think it'll help my records sell Cause I’m the radio star with the cars and the clothes

Do Your Thing Edwin McCain

Do Your Thing Go on and sing If it makes you feel better Shufflin' feet Snuck up on me now This young man's lost his way He don't believe All the stuff they told him He's caught up in the fray He said

I Don't Know How I Got By Edwin Mccain

How did I wake up each day Before that moment, I saw your face Where was I before your touch No where is where I was, without you Without you in it My life was just a lie Before you, I don't know

Letter To My Mother Edwin McCain

Mama, how do I write the words to you You were the only one who loved me true But there’s a woman that we don’t even know She gave me life, then you gave me a home I love you, Mama But I want

I Could Not Ask For More Edwin McCain

Lying here with you Listening to the rain Smiling just to see the smile upon your face These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive These are the moments I'll remember all my life I found all

I Could Not Ask For More Edwin McCain

Lying here with you Listening to the rain Smiling just to see the smile upon your face These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive These are the moments I'll remember all my life

I Could Not Ask More Edwin McCain

Lying here with you Listening to the rain Smiling just to see the smile upon your face These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive These are the moments I'll remember all my life I found all

I Could Not Ask For More (LP Version) Edwin McCain

to moonn6pence from papayeverte Lying here with you Listening to the rain Smiling just to see the smile upon your face These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive These are the moments

Sorry To A Friend Edwin McCain

And i guess all my fears were true The words were all gone the time's been too long.

Promise Of You Edwin McCain

Promise of you It sleeps in the air The air that I breathe And I know that it's true Don't have to convince myself to believe What secrets sleep in the heart of a man So much love wasted Slip

Promise of You Edwin McCain

Promise of you It sleeps in the air The air that I breathe And I know that it's true Don't have to convince myself to believe What secrets sleep in the heart of a man So much love wasted

Ghosts of Jackson Edwin McCain

Ghost on the street today Doorways of Jackson Square In tinsel and tap shoes Mardi Gras beads in her hair Down to the graveyard She wrung out her hands As if he will meet her All

Darwin's Children Edwin McCain

Seven million years of progress handed down on silver wings Of gossamer and protein still we haven't learned a thing Are we caught up in our anger, locked up in our rage In the opera of selection on this

America Street Edwin McCain

Rubber on my tires making contact with the road Sign on the streetpost tells me which way i should go Riding down america street funny that it's one way Riding down from uptown To where the buildings are

Jesus, He Loves Me Edwin McCain

I’ve been through the valley but I feared no man Saw the beach and the footprints alone in the sand When times seem hopeless, the night too dark to see The lone footprints on the road behind were

Ghosts Of Jackson Square Edwin McCain

Ghost on the street today  doorways of jackson square  in tinsel and tap shoes  mardi gras beads in her hair  down to the graveyard  she wrung out her hands  as if he will meet her  all d E stands

Holy City Edwin McCain

Midnight in the Holy City playground for restless souls Graveyards for the sons of Ft.

Jesters Dreamers & Thieves Edwin McCain

Looking back on younger days the view stretched on for miles We charged into our futures with laughter and smiles As we traveled blindly the road became so thick No chance to change direction and we've

Far From Over Edwin McCain

Well this life’s stretched out before me The highway shimmering with stars The knowing glances of the runaways That never made it this far I can't believe she said that we can work it out I thought

Dragons Edwin McCain

Well I’m watching the dragons as they make another claim He used to be a friend of mine, I called him by his name Well there’s nothing you can say to nirvana when it's packed up in a syringe We’ll

Kitchen Song Edwin McCain

Sitting in the kitchen, Just staring at the cracks in the wall I've been sitting here since yesterday Just waiting on you to call The cracks remind me of you and i They're all up, down and split apart

Bitter Chill Edwin McCain

Sweet love is keeping a very close score She's cheated death more than one time The tears roll down her face and on to the floor The psychic's been reading her mind Women with secrets men with their rage

Take Me Edwin McCain

To you this has no meaning the Armistice laid down.

Thirty Pieces Edwin McCain

Thirty pieces of silver screen Deep inside our souls How did we betray our imagination Watching our futures unfold Without a whisper for fear of intrusion We have to see how this part ends Time out for

Sign On The Door Edwin McCain

Wendy's sittin' next to me  she's trying hard to drink it away  and i feel the rumble of the subway beneath the stage  and her eyes are screaming  and her lips are pursed  and this ain't he St heartache

Alive Edwin McCain

Al, he sells records down on old st. charley's street He's cleaning up fat tuesday's mess he keeps the sidewalks neat And he just lost his father and he just lost his wife And if it wasn't for the music

(I've Got To) Stop Thinking 'Bout That Edwin McCain

(I've Got To) Stop Thinking 'Bout That Mad at your mama cause she'd never let you Ride in no nasty limousine Later on the levee with the moon up above I lost my heart and confessed my love Oh Lucy, God

Don't Bring Me Down Edwin McCain

But my heart is still all mine Well elvis had his blue suede shoes and samson had his hair You know i got my music baby And my dreams will take me there You know i don't smoke cigarettes i don't see the

Wish In This World Edwin McCain

One little gutter town 3:00 in the morning I whispered these words I believed Said leave me alone girl I'm so tied down and broken It's too late it's too late to save me Ain't no wish

What Matters Edwin McCain

Have you given up on passion living day to day You keep your dreams locked down inside Choking on a lifetime of never take a chance DON'T WAKE UP ONE DAY WISHING YOU TRIED It ain't about the money

See Off This Mountain Edwin McCain

She's a blue ridge cradle  she's a mother to some  and home to the laughter  of road weary ones  so we'll sing all the old songs  sing to grandmama road  and we'll sing cause we miss her  We're

Russian Roulette Edwin McCain

Hey boy pushin' on your girlfriend Trying to show her all the pain you feel inside Yeah and head all scrambled and the love is gone And you don't know what went wrong But i think i heard you hissing something

Cleveland Park Edwin McCain

Pacing gently summer wind The king stares softly to the sky Will he ever see his home again Deep from his heart he starts to cry As his songs hit the air and young hearts are awake Soon they join

Go Be Young Edwin McCain

be beautiful But now it's all gone I let my dreams slip away from me That's where it went wrong Go be young, go be free Follow your heart where it leads you Don't end up like me The

Prayer To St. Peter Edwin McCain

Peter Give them couches where the angels sleep And light those fires Let them wake whole again To brand new dawns Fired by the sun Not war-times bloody guns May their peace be deep Remember where the broken

Sun Will Rise Edwin McCain

I know the sun will rise Just like the stars in the skies Hey there busy boy why are you so blue Walking around in your Armageddon shoes You say you got nothing, you got nothing left to lose Boy

Anything Good About Me Edwin McCain

Rolled in last night  to the dawn, the porch, and both our floodlights  no excuse  but we were having such a good time  why, oh why  can't i just walk the straight and narrow  so ashamed b Ll do

How Strange It Seems Edwin McCain

I'm A hack driver in New York City I've got seven kids on the lower east side I'm not a strong man, I'm not very pretty But in rush hour hell you should see me drive I'm a dressmaker in Louisiana

One Thing Left To Do Edwin McCain

She walked in, I tipped my hat She said, ‘boy don’t you look at me like that’ And I said, ‘no, you know I got no game’ ‘Oh, but you can love me just the same’ She said ‘boy, my mama told me all