Johnny Guitar - Six String Ensemble

Play the guitar, play it again, my Johnny Maybe you're cold but you're so warm inside I was always a fool for my Johnny For the one they call Johnny Guitar Play it again, Johnny Guitar What if you go, what if you stay, I love you But if you're cruel, you can be kind, I know There was never a man like my Johnny Like the one they call Johnny Guitar There was never a man like my Johnny Like the one they call Johnny Guitar Play it again, Johnny Guitar

Yeah! I laid down last night, too tired to wake. I had a chill this morning, too tired to shake. I got a good poker hand, too tired to win. I can hear my baby knockin', too tired to let her in. I'm tired. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm tired. Too tired, too tired for anything. I'm too tired to walk, Too tired to run. I can hear my baby callin'. Too tired, too tired, I'm tired. Yes, I'm tired. I'm tired, I'm too tired for anything. Take over Albert, I'm too tired for this! I'm tired of prospherity. I'm tired of luck. I'm sittin' on a pin, I'm too tired to get up. I'm tired. I declare I'm tired. I'm too tired, Too tired for anything. Oh, Albert I'm tired. You better take over Albert. I'm too tired baby.

In this one of many possible worlds All for the best something are test It is what it is and whatever Time is still the infinite jest The arrow flies when you dream The hours tick away The cells take away Watchmaker keep to his steeds? The hours tick away They tick away The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect So hard to earn so easily burned The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect So hard to earn so easily burned Like the fullness of time A garden to nurture and protect In horizon to set of the sun? To the stars goes spinning Spinning 'round the night Oh it is what it is and forever Each moment of memory of light The arrow flies while you dream The hours tick away The cells tick away The watchmaker has time up his sleve The hours tick away They tick away The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect So hard to earn so easily burned In the fullness of time A garden to nurture and protect (Its a measure of a life) The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect The way you live the gifts that you give And the fullness of time is the only return I do expect The future dissapears to memory With only a moment between Forever dwells in that moment Hope is what remains to be seen Forever dwells in that moment Hope is what remains to be seen In the wholeness of time a garden to nurture and protect (It's a measure of a life) In the fullness of time a garden to nurture and protect (It's a measure of a life) In the wholeness of time a garden to nurture and protect (It's a measure of a life) In the fullness of time a garden to nurture and protect (It's a measure of a life) It's a measure of a life