Texty:
Don Williams I Ve Got You To Thank For That

you've been in the game All the places you been and all the songs that you've done And all the cats you've worked with Is there anything you'd do differently

way, my way (Way) My way (Way) Why don't you come around? Uh, uh, uh, why don't you come around? (Way, way, way) Why don't you come around? Walking down Williams

I pessimistic? You'll never progress if you'll never try All I ask, let every word I birth, never die My wings spread, but when I'm at the sky Weather

for you I thank you daddy, for coming out I thank you people, for coming out Cause somewhere along the line, everyone will want to shout I want to shout Shout about my troubles I

on that new 300 C you got Stop hoping I fall, hope the bleeding stop And I hope you black out before you see the cops I ain't hot top for colors, I'm

my throat I can't talk very loud But I've got to tell you about our little son's prayer tonight If you could've heard it honey youd've been so proud I

with me Guaranteed you celebrity. And I can't talk in a crowd When I'm alone I'm too loud You've done your daddy's proud Thank you for keeping me company You've

the prizes, And they say "I don't like the prizes, I'd rather have the girl". Alright, you've won Wendy, off you go the pair of you. Thank you for being

veeners i don't know how you stand when you've got no floor or how you can breathe with your hands on boards i just want to be not what i am today i