The Jimi Hendrix Experience And the Gods Made Love歌词

Will I live tomorrow? Well, I just can't say Will I live tomorrow? Well, I just can't say But I don't know for sure I don't live today No sun comin' through my window Feel like I'm livin' at the bottom of a grave No-ho sun comin' through my window Fe

There must be some kind of way out of here said the joker to the thief There's too much confusion I can't get no relief Businessen they (uh) drink my wine Plowman dig my earth None will level on the vine Nobody of it is worth Hey hey No reason to get

[00:19.50]There must be some kind of way out of here [00:23.50]Said the joker to the thief [00:28.00]There's too much confusion [00:32.00]I can't get no relief [00:37.00]Businessen they uh drink my wine [00:41.00]Plowman dig my earth [00:45.00]None w

AFTER ALL JACKS ARE IN THEIR BOXES AND THE CLOWNS HAVE ALL GONE TO BED YOU CAN HEAR HAPPINESS STAGGERING ON DOWN THE STREET FOOTPRINTS DRESSED IN RED AND THE WIND WHISPERS MARY A BROOM IS DREARILY SWEEPING UP THE BROKEN PIECES OF YESTERDAY'S LIFE SOM

Foxy Foxy You know you're a cute little heartbreaker Foxy You know you're a sweet little lovemaker Foxy I wanna take you home I won't do you no harm, no You've got to be all mine, all mine Ooh, foxy lady I see you, heh, on down on the scene Foxy You

Purple haze all in my brain Lately things just don't seem the same Actin' funny, but I don't know why 'Scuse me while I kiss the sky Purple haze all around Don't know if I'm comin' up or down Am I happy or in misery? Whatever it is, that girl put a s

Well, I stand up next to a mountain And I chop it down with the edge of my hand YEAH Well, I stand up next to a mountain And I chop it down with the edge of my hand Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island might even raise a little sand YEAH

Golden rose, the colour of the dream I had Not too long ago A misty blue and the lilac too A never to grow old. A there you were under the tree of song Sleeping so peacefully In your hand a flower played A waiting there for me. I have never Laid eyes

Jimi Hendrix---Little Wing Well, she's walking through the clouds With a circus mind, That's running wild. Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams And fairytales, That's all she ever thinks about . Riding with the wind. When I'm sad, she comes to me Wit