Let Go of the Stone When It Comes to You Her brother was on the sofa, eatin' chocolate pie, Her Mama was in the kitchen cuttin' chicken up to fry. The Night Before Christmas Light at the End of the Tunnel. Now Charlotte she's the darlin', she's the apple of my eye, and when I'm on the swang with her it makes me almost high.
If There Were No Memories
John Anderson - Swingin' Lyrics
Just a swangin, well just a swangin, Little Charlotte she's as pretty as the angels when they sang, I can't believe I'm out here on the front porch in the swang, Just-a-swangin. All Things To All Things Money in the Bank Just A Swinging Modify Where I Come from Provided Circle of Life It's All Over Now