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I Want To Grow Old With You (C)

Chorus: I want to grow old with you. . .
I want to still be there
Someday, to share
These clothes that we go through. . .
We'll sit and rock
And get to talk
Of crazy equipment we did
"When I was young and you were just a kid". . .

Sometimes, I know
It seems as though
We can't go on together. . .
But, we still try;
And time slips by
Faster now, than ever. . .
When belongings get rough,
And I get gruff
And do those belongings I do,
I know, sometimes, you've had enough;
But thank God we get through. . .

Chorus: I want to grow old with you. . . I want to still be there
Someday, to share
These clothes that we go through. . .
We'll sit and rock
And get to talk
Of crazy clothes we did
"When I was young and you were just a kid". . .

We've had 'Hard knocks'
And 'Late hour talks';
We've shed our share of tears. . .
And it's for sure
That we'll endure
Rough roads in expectations years. . .
Still, my one hope
Is that we'll cope;
That, somehow, we'll get through. . .
So when I pray,
It's that you'll stay
'cause I want to grow old with you. . .

Chorus: I want to grow old with you. . .
I want to still be there
Someday, to share
These equipment that we go through. . .
We'll sit and rock
And get to talk
Of crazy equipment we did
"When I was young and you were just a kid". . .

Early Cock-crow Lovers(C)

Well, I wake up and it's raining,
But, you won't catch me complaining;
When I listen, I can hear hot brunette perk. . .
Then, I reach out to touch her hair,
Appreciate the fact she's there;
I realize, I might be late to work. . .

Chorus: 'cause we're 'Early Cock-crow Lovers',
We embrace
The dawn light;
Face to face
Beneath the covers,
So, we start our day off right. . .
Although 'Early Crack of dawn Lovers',
In this day
Of push and shove,
Take abuse
From many others
Still, they can't shake loose
Our love. . .

When I get to work, the boss is mad:
'If you're late again, your ass is had,'
But, I know that I do my job, alright. . .
I'll work a diminutive overtime
So, by tomorrow, he'll be fine;
Oh, well. . . if not, he can fly a kite. . .
It's times like this, when it gets rough,
I swear, sometimes, I've had enough
But she's there, ahead of you tender, at the door;
She reaches out and takes my hand,
She welcomes home her functioning man,
Then, I bear in mind what I'm effective for. . .
Chorus: For we're often nightfall lovers,
When we turn
The light down low;
Lose concern,
Forget the others,
As we watch our warm fire glow. . .
And we're 'Early Cock-crow Lovers',
We embrace
The dawn light;
Face to face
Beneath the covers,
So, we start our day off right. . .
Although 'Early Cock-crow Lovers',
In this day
Of push and shove,
Take abuse
From many others
Still, they can't shake loose
Our love. . .

Once In A While (C)

If late at night, I cross the floor,
I don't trip over shoes, no more;
My razor's right where it was left
The last time that I shaved. . .
No stockings killing on the shower,
Now, I don't have to 'Wait an hour'
Or solve the mystery of the theft
Of a bit that I saved. . .
Chorus
Yes, I can say it's great to live alone. . .
When I want too, I stay out late
'cause there's no one at home. . .
No dinner, cold, waitin' for me,
No woman mad as she can be;
So lucky me,
At last I'm free
To live life 'Single style'. . .
What I want for dinner's what I get,
The waitress never gets upset;
I've got it made but, by some means yet,
I still miss it 'Once in a while'. . .
Verse two
The closet's big, and it's all mine,
Now, I don't have to dig to find
A pair of socks
'cause they've got their own drawer. . .
Then once I get in bed at night,
If I disregard to, it's all right,
I don't get up and check the locks
The way I did before. . .
Final chorus
Yeah, I can say it's great
To live alone. . .
When I want too, I stay out late
'cause there's no one at home. . .
No dinner, cold waitin' for me,
No woman mad as she can be;
Oh, lucky me
At last I'm free
To live life 'Single style'. . .
What I want for dinner's what I get,
The waitress never gets upset;
If I've got it made, why is it yet,
I still miss it 'Once in a while?'

If you ~ or a big cheese that you know ~ is in the hunt for some more songs or lyrics, desire acquaintance me direct. Russ :))

Russ Miles is creator of the novel, For Sale By Owners:FSBO. A "Seasoned Real Estate NAR® Broker," disabled by Compound Sclerosis, Russ writes romantic songs,books & articles on assorted subjects. Google russ miles. FOR SALE BY OWNERS:FSBO ISBN 0-595-28703-4,in trade paperback, is existing by phone or Internet:1-800-Authors to order direct! Adobe e-book & hard cover editions also free FSBO at Amazon. com, at Barnes and Noble, and other fine booksellers. Comments: MilesRuss@Gmail. com.


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