Songs for Better Singers
Mystic
Cowboys
No
use crying about the shape we’re in
Cause
after all man was born to sin
Born
to sin and born to cry
Waiting
for wings so we can fly
Give
me wings oh give me wheels
I
gotta know how traveling feels
Lover
won’t you love me for the mess I’m in
After
all man was born to sin
I’m
gonna be gone when dawn comes knocking in the morning
I’ll
be missing the kissing you gave out last night
I’ve
got a dream it’s gonna smooth things out
Well
there ain’t no doubt
Gonna
be right tonight
No
use crying about the shape we’re in
Cause
after all man was born to sin
Born
to sin born to cry
Waiting
for wings so we can fly
Give
me wings oh give me wheels
I
got to know how traveling feels
Lover
won’t you love me for the mess I’m in
Cause
after all man was born to sin
If
I take it slow the way I go it will lead me home
The
bucking and trucking rodeo is going to pay
When
you see my smiling face I’ll have flowers
In
a few short hours ok I’m on my way
Hey,
hey, hey, hey
There’s
no use crying about the shape we’re in
After
all man was born to sin
Born
to sin born to cry
Waiting
for wings so we can fly
Give
me wings oh give me wheels
I
gotta know how traveling feels
Lover
won’t you love me for the mess I’m in
Cause
after all man was born to sin
Lover
won’t you love me for the mess I’m in
Cause
after all man was born to sin
Born to sin