Texty:
Big Dario

in the big time And there's always a stage And a beautiful babe to squeeze my lime In my simple way Guess you could say I'm living in the big time In

All my life I've been telling myself I don't need no, no, nobody else I'm sitting here thinking Sitting here drinking 'bout you I look through the mirror

Somewhere there's a stolen halo I use to watch her wear it well Everything would shine wherever she would go But looking at her now you'd never tell

of Honor For savin' so many lives in the midst of battle that day} {Our friend, Nialls Harris, retired 25 years, United States Army The guy who gave Big

I see people gettin' mad on CNN Who's right? Democrats or Republicans I don't care, who's right or wrong I know a way, we can all get along Let's take

be about Johnny Cash Yeah, whatcha think about that? Well, I'm a crazy son of a (Bad word) But I know I'm gonna make it big and rich Yeah, I'm gonna

the back of my truck bed as I was gettin' buzzed on suds Out on some back country road, we were flying high Fine as wine, having ourselves a big and

Sometimes I get crazy and it makes a big scene But when I hit twenty one I wanna stand up and scream I'm filthy rich with laughter, I'm too big for the

The Big Noise dances, hence romances, it's just astounding when Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, Big Noise blew right out again Stop! Look! Listen! Listen to the Big