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Artist: The Four Tops
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Shadows Of Tomorrow
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Shadows Of Tomorrow
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I hear people laughin' on the corner by the square
The neon flickers on my wall and I know you're out there
I'm in your bed and listenin' for your footsteps down the hall
And I'll be waitin' for you after the ball
After the ball is over after the ball
If you cannot stand I've got a place for you to fall
The blinds're drawn and I have turned the clock face to the wall
I'll be waitin' for you after the ball
Lovin' you is sweet addiction I need only you
Just as long as you come back go do what you want to do
Give the night your laughter but I'll have you after all
I'll be waitin' for you after the ball
After the ball is over...
After the ball is over...
Good afternoon Mr Coors
Don't wish me that that headache behind my left eye is bad enough...Sunday
Preachers man I don't need to hear no preachers this mornin'
Where do those guys come off at anyway
Well they ain't all bad
And they ain't no good
Some people need preachers or somebody to tell 'em right from wrong you know
Not me man
I don't either I guess but I sure know when I was wrong like last night
Here I am sick sober and sorry again and I promise
I ain't sorry man I ain't sorry at all
In fact I think I'm gonna have a little Bud there
A little hair of the dog that bid me last night
Hey you know I gotta...how anbout cleanin' the windshield off I gotta drive you know
Well
My grandfather was a preacher a country preacher from Carolina
Yeah and I bet he made a lot of money too
He didn't make any money if he got anything it was earned
He did weddings funerals preached twice a week visited the sick everyday
He was a boyscout master a marriage counselor
A fighter and wild horse rider and a windmill operator
Hey don't get funny hey how can you criticize preachers
I bet you don't know one single preacher
Come on man you know as well as I do when they talk holy holy all the time
And everyone of them's got some trash in their closet
There ain't no man that's all good
And no man is all bad either
My grandpa wasn't all talk like I said you know he served the people
He didn't ask for money because he knew them poor people out there didn't have it
He worked in the fields through the week to support himself side by side
With the people he preached to on Sunday
I guess they believed him on Sunday
Because they knew they could believe in him on Monday
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