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VERSURI EDWIN MCCAIN
| Edwin McCain - 3 A M |
| It's 3:00 A.M.
I'm awake and my heart is still dreaming
It's 3:00 A.M.
Outside I hear the souls still screaming
It's been so long you know since my head's been
this clear
Just like a ship lost in the |
| Edwin McCain - A Prayer To St Peter |
| Let them in Peter, they are very tired;
Give them the couches where the angels sleep.
Let them wake whole again to new dawns fired
With sun not war. And may their peace be deep
Remember where the broke |
| Edwin McCain - Alive |
| 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 |
| Edwin McCain - America Street |
| 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 |
| Edwin McCain - Anything Good About Me |
| 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 |
| Edwin McCain - Beautiful Life |
| Another beautiful morning under stars and bars
• And F series pickups and rusted out cars •
And they're eating breakfast at the strip bar •
Just to have a peek… • And the beer soaked
angels sprea |
| Edwin McCain - Bitter Chill |
| 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 ra |
| Edwin McCain - Cleveland Park |
| 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 in |
| Edwin McCain - Get Out Of This Town |
| 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 |
| Edwin McCain - Ghosts Of Jackson Square |
| 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 day she stands
Cho |
| Edwin McCain - Guinevere |
| After all the corridors are darkened
When the royal crown is off your head
To your chambers I will creep not a word we will
speak
Just love me while the fire light dances 'round
the bed
Well there is d |
| Edwin McCain - Hearts Fall |
| And the hearts fall in the right places
And the hearts fall in the right places
Pin feathers, dusty old wings
Living all my crazy never-land dreams
And I feel her trying when we’re apart
And I |
| Edwin McCain - Jesus, He Loves Me |
| 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 |
| Edwin McCain - Kentucky |
| The night before your wedding,
I dreamed what I would say,
I'd beg you for forgiveness,
For all the mess I've made.
I dreamed that you were gracious,
I dreamed you wished me well,
I dreamed that you |
| Edwin McCain - Kitchen Song |
| 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 apar |
| Edwin McCain - Letter To My Mother |
| 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 |
| Edwin McCain - One Thing Left |
| 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
sameâ€â |
| Edwin McCain - Promise Of You |
| Chorus:The 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
And so much lov |
| Edwin McCain - Punish Me |
| Do I fuel my hunger deprive my dreams
Live my lonely worn out seam
Stitches weary and the scars they leave
I'm the only one deceived
Please stand clear from the blast
As I purge demons from my past
D |
| Edwin McCain - Radio Star |
| 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 |
| Edwin McCain - Russian Roulette |
| 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 so |
| Edwin McCain - See Off This Mountain |
| 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 |
| Edwin McCain - See The Sky Again |
| 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 stings my
face
Opens up their glory just earth and sky and |
| Edwin McCain - Sign On The Door |
| 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 †|
| Edwin McCain - Solitude |
| Tim he was a good friend
Yea was a brother of mine
We were imaginary comic book superheroes
Kids wasting time
We were prisoners of our youth
We were growing up strong
'Til the day he was taken away
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| Edwin McCain - Thirty Pieces |
| 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 f |
| Edwin McCain - What Matters |
| Did you forget about the passion living day to day
You keep our dreams locked down inside
Choking on a lifetime of never take a chance
Wake up one day wishin you tried
It ain't about the money, it ain' |
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