Тексты песен «O.C. Smith»
O.C. Smith - Baby, I Need Your Loving
Baby I need your loving Baby I need your loving Although you're never near Your voice I often hear Another day and another night I long to hold you tight 'Cause I'm so lonely whoa Baby I need your loving Got to have...
O.C. Smith - Daddy's Little Man
My, my... just look at Daddy's little man. Stand up, let me take a look at you, My, you must have grown about a foot or two Since last weekend. Let's run in and wash your face and hands, I'm gonna take a walk and have a...
O.C. Smith - Friend, Lover, Woman, Wife
(Refrain) She's a friend, she's a lover She's a woman, she's a wife She's the answered prayer Every lonely man dreams of She's a temptress, she's a lady She's the mother of my baby And I thank God I'm the lucky man she...
O.C. Smith - Help Me Make It Through The Night
Take the ribbon from my hair Shake it loose and let it fall Layin soft against your skin Like the shadow on the wall Come and lay down by ma side Till the early mornin light All I'm takin is your time Help me make it...
O.C. Smith - Honey (I Miss You)
See the tree How big it's grown But friend it hasn't been too long, wasn't it I laughed at her And she got made, The first day she planted it Was just a twig And then the first snow came And she ran out to brush the...
O.C. Smith - Isn't Lonely Together
Every day it's easier to see That you're gonna be a mother. So here we are, honeymoon, Hotel room, married to each other. And the smile upon your trembling lips is brave, But it don't cover up those tears you've cried...
O.C. Smith - La La Peace Song
Mmm hmm, la la, oh, yeah What's that sound, so profound Over heads of children, Lord As they pass Sounds like thunder But there's no rain This kind of thunder blows down Doors and walls and things Ah, somebody's...
O.C. Smith - Little Green Apples
And I wake up in the mornin' With my hair down in my eyes and she says "Hi" And I stumble to the breakfast table While the kids are goin' off to school... goodbye And she reaches out 'n' takes my hand And squeezes it...
O.C. Smith - Primrose Lane
Primrose Lane, life's a holiday on Primrose Lane Just a holiday on Primrose Lane with you Can't explain when we're walkin' down the Primrose Lane Even roses bloomin' in the rain with you Sweet perfume Those little old...
O.C. Smith - The Son Of Hickory Holler's Tramp
Oh, the path was deep and wide From footsteps leading to our cabin Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp And late at night a hand would knock And there would stand a stranger Yes, I'm the son of Hickory Hollers...