The Story Of Isaac Roy Buchanan

Well, the door it opened slowly, My father he came in, I was nine years old. And he stood so tall above me, And his blue eyes they were shining And his voice was very cold.

Black Autumn Roy Buchanan

Subways stumbling through the night Flashing rows of neon lights People with no place to go Rushing madly to and frow A shrine where all the nameless robots Pay homage to their countrey idol Got to pass

Sweet Dreams Roy Buchanan

"Sweet dreams of you Every night I go through Why can't I forget you and start my life new Instead of having sweet dreams about you?

The messiah will come again Roy Buchanan

Just a smile Just a glance The Prince of Darkness he just walked past There's been a lot of people they've had a lot to say But this time I'm gonna tell it my way...

The messiah will come again Roy Buchanan

Just a smile Just a glance The Prince of Darkness he just walked past There's been a lot of people they've had a lot to say But this time I'm gonna tell it my way...

messiah will come again Roy Buchanan

MESSIAH WILL COME AGAIN - Roy Buchanan - Just a smile Just a glance The Prince of Darkness he just walked past There's been a lot of people they've had a lot to say But this time I'm gonna

messiah will come again Roy Buchanan

MESSIAH WILL COME AGAIN - Roy Buchanan - Just a smile Just a glance The Prince of Darkness he just walked past There's been a lot of people they've had a lot to say But this time I'm gonna

Please Don't Turn Me Away Roy Buchanan

Please don't turn me away please let me stay I'm asking you for just a little bit of your time i'm asking you to leave the past behind You don't have to tell me that it was never right, I know that baby

Five String Blues Roy Buchanan

Oh, Jesus This is my final plea Yes, Jesus This is my final plea You know I'm still begging you, Don't let the devil get the best of me

Haunted house Roy Buchanan

creep Had a one big eye and two big feet I stood right still and I did the freeze And he did the stroll right up to me Made a sound with his feet like a drum Sayin you'll be here when the mornin

Down By The River Roy Buchanan

I'll be on your side, baby There is no reason for you to hide You know it's so hard for me bein' here all alone When you could be taking me for a ride Ooh, la la la la la la la She could drag me over the

Supernova Roy Buchanan

I have looked all over the place But you have got my favorite face Your eyelashes sparkle like gilded grass And your lips are sweet and slippery like a cherub's bare wet ass 'Cause you're a human

Hey Joe Roy Buchanan

Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady You know I caught her messin' 'round with another

Shotgun Roy Buchanan

I said shotgun shoot 'em 'fore he run now do the jerk baby do the jerk now. (Hey). Put on your red dress and then you go down yonder.

Story Of Isaac Judy Collins

And you know I'm strong and holy I must do what I've been told" So he started up the mountain I was running, he was walking And his axe was made of gold You who build these altars now To sacrifice

Story of Isaac Leonard Cohen

Story of Isaac The door it opened slowly, my father he came in, I was nine years old. And he stood so tall above me, his blue eyes they were shining and his voice was very cold.

The House on Fishy Lake Road Colin Buchanan

The house on Fishy Lake Road Stands on the brow of the hill Her timbers are weathered and grey Her rooms are empty and still No warmth from a welcoming fire Beckons this traveller home The wind

Isaac Madonna

[hebrew chants] Im-ninalo (if they were locked) Daltey Nadivim (doors of the generous) Daltey Nadivim Daltey Marom (doors of heaven) Im-ninalo x8 Staring up into the heavens In this hell that

Rocko Colin Buchanan

We searched out a quiet corner of the Middle Bre Hotel A couple of dudes from out of town and it wasn't hard to tell A fella with an old guitar Who'd been playing in the public bar Gave a gappy smile

On The Edge (Psyko Punkz Remix) Isaac

The motherf**king edge of the future We live a life between life and death With no regret The motherf**king edge of the future 2x We live a life between life and death The motherf**king edge of the future

Isaac Bear\'s Den

Isaac are you listening I watched it from afar I watched as the clouds began to part Issac can you see my now I\'ve known you all my life And I worship the ground you walk upon Isaac will you

Never change Isaac J

I thought it was just a normal thing But It’s keep getting worse than before You exhausted me until the end Why did you come back to me again I need a conversation to not be with you again I hope this

Smaller Every Year Colin Buchanan

There were young folk In the church hall In the old days They packed them in There was laughter There was singing It's a different story now ...

Blues For Roy Buchanan (Blues Power) 엄인호

회백색 빌딩 너머로 황혼이 물들어 오면 흔적도 없는 그리움이 스며드네 빗물처럼 이렇게 외로움에 젖네 바람도 없는 밤길을 나 홀로 거닐 때면 잊혀 진 듯한 모습들이 떠오르네 불현듯이 이렇게 또 하루가 저문다 회백색 빌딩 너머로 황혼이 물들어오면 흔적도 없는 그리움이 스며드네 빗물처럼 이렇게 외로움에 젖네 이렇게 또 하루가 저문다

ISAAC & ABRAHAM joan baez

ISAAC & ABRAHAM (Written by Joan Baez, Wally Wilson, & Kenny Greenberg) Hard times, hard times in Canaan land Trouble in the mind of a man A voice came whispering softly to him Go offer, offer

Isaac [Live] Madonna

Imminilalo Imminilalo Staring up into the heavens In this hell that binds your hands Will you sacrifice your comfort Find you way in a foreign land Wrestle with your darkness Angels call your name Can

Greatest Story Ever Told Grateful Dead

Greatest Story Ever Told Moses come ridin' up on a quasar His spurs were jingling, the door was ajar His buckle was silver, his manner was bold And I asked him to come in out of the cold.

scorton's creek (re-imagined by filous) Isaac Dunbar

I find a scary film to watch I know that you've had enough But I can't help to see you scared I love to hold you Yeah I don't care I don't care As long as I can hold you Let's go to the tennis court

Sweetest Sin (Radio Edit) Isaac

I'm your slave, and I give in 'Cause you're the sweetest sin I love the game, that I can't win 'Cause you're the sweetest sin 2x You're the sweetest sin I'm your slave, and I give in 'Cause you're the

The Heroes of the Flames Colin Buchanan

The bush was like a tinder-box From a summer free of rain The unrelenting westerlies Quickly fanned the flames And with every passing hour The flames were burning higher Thousands faced destruction

Edge of the Kimberley Colin Buchanan

Take the Sunset strip out of Timber Creek Past the boab tree and the rusty peak A couple of hours and you're going to be On the edge of the Kimberley Took a tinny on the Ord to Ivanhoe Barramundi

Thinking of You Colin Buchanan

The rain drifted onto the range from the west The town took a shower that settled the dust And the last of the sun was just breaking through ... When I started thinking of you ... 2.

Out West of the Mighty Darling Colin Buchanan

Out west of the mighty Darling Where the big bomboras blow And turn daylight to the black of night In half an hour or so And you race for the nearest shelter From dust like rusty snow Out west of

Fields of Green Colin Buchanan

Let it be our little secret, my love This pledge that no witness shall see This promise of love that will live though we part Declared in these fields of green Let only these clouds cast their shadows

Harvest Colin Buchanan

The crops have just started to turn golden brown, Patches of green on retreat The last of the spring rains have swollen the grain Harvest will soon be here Ron took delivery of his header last

Here Comes That Song Again Roy Orbison

Here comes that song again They're playing that song again I guess it will never end They're playing it again Here comes that song again Here comes that old ache again The story of my life begins

Sons of the Country Colin Buchanan

He drives a red and yellow taxi down George Street He knows this city like it was his own But he talks about a life beyond the ranges And he dreams about the big sky of home Chorus...

The Measure of a Man Colin Buchanan

The autumn sun Warmed the sand Of the river running dry And around the gums Dads and mums Lay with dogs Under open skies And let the days slip by ...

By the Barwon Colin Buchanan

It was a week of weather over 40 The dogs were panting in the peppercorn shade The heat was roasting the little town By the Barwon 2.

Kurrajong Colin Buchanan

In his annexe made of besser bricks and corrugated iron I can hear the roar of footy on a Saturday afternoon Kurrajong’s got his slippers on and he sips a mug of coffee And he’s glad to share the

Runaway Train Colin Buchanan

They were still bagging grain when the train pulled in He was a hardworkin' fella with a knockabout grin And the boss' daughter took a shine to him And they were off like a runaway train Close the

North Bourke Bridge Colin Buchanan

There’s sunshine in the south-east There’s rain to the north-westAnd Gundabooka’s brewing up a storm The sleeping Bogan River Winds its gentle track And the locals said they knew that I’d be back

Progress Colin Buchanan

I’ve seen the struggle of the daring ones Seen the work wrought with calloused hands Seen a world that clung so desperately In days that now have passed I’ve seen the rusting iron once so proud

Tough Job Colin Buchanan

Heading road trains west of the Warrego River Pigging in the lyginum on the Barcoo Drilling for oil in the Strezleki Desert Or shipping the wool clip out Pokataroo Chorus...

Adelago Colin Buchanan

Cockatoos call in the morning Surf crashes on the golden sand It's 5 hours from the dust and the paddocks On the edge of the big brown land He's missing that farm under Sugarloaf Mountain There's

The Wanaaring Road Colin Buchanan

If you head west beyond the Darling Near the corner country of New South Wales You'll know you've struck the real Australia When your wheels hit the Wanaaring Road 2.

He Waits Colin Buchanan

They met in the summer of 1958, A hometown girl with stars in her eyes He came from out of town to work in the mill, She found what she was looking for And he, he found a wife.

The Birdsville Races Colin Buchanan

Now folk's will tell you Birdsville is a little town You'd miss it if you blink But I took a trip out that way And it's not the sort of town Most people think ....

The Bimbi Talent Quest Colin Buchanan

Turn the houselights down The audience is seated What’s going to hit this town tonight Will never be repeated They’ve dome from all around the joint To try and be the best At the Annual Bimbi Amateur

Silver Bullet Colin Buchanan

Set the yards up, dug a hole Rounded up the sheep Picked the ones that had to go It’d make a fella weep Food for dogs and a few loose coins CHORUS It was a simple plan to work this land But