You're Mine Lyrics
| Song | You're Mine |
| Artist | Joel Plaskett Emergency |
| Album | Scrappy Happiness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Let's make a racket for the old and young | |
| For the desperate souls and the lucky ones | |
| If we get lonely, if we get lost | |
| Let's rattle on 'til the wheels come off | |
| Stumbling, fumbling, singing our songs | |
| Get 'em up as we're goin' along | |
| Passing the guitar, passing the wine | |
| Travelling time | |
| We gotta choose a weapon for the town we take | |
| Singing celebrated summer for the (...) | |
| Magic's only magic 'til you know the tricks | |
| Yeah, but if this ain't real I don't know what is | |
| Shaking it, faking, never learning my line | |
| Get 'em up for the nickels and dimes | |
| Passing the guitar, passing the wine | |
| The skies will turn from pink to blue | |
| The years will turn to sand | |
| The needle's drop on Hüsker Dü | |
| They were my favourite band | |
| I'm travelling through space and time | |
| To keep my love alive | |
| It's 1995 | |
| I am yours and you are mine, mine, mine | |
| Every young band wants to build a wall | |
| But a real rock record's like a wrecking ball | |
| If anybody asks me why I came back here | |
| I'll say I'm picking up the pieces of a broken year | |
| Wondering, wandering, training my thoughts | |
| Following, connecting the dots | |
| Passing the guitar, passing the wine... lots | |
| The skies will turn from pink to blue | |
| The years will turn to sand | |
| The needle's drop on Hüsker Dü | |
| They were my favourite band | |
| I'm travelling through space and time | |
| To keep my love alive | |
| It's 1995 | |
| I am yours and you are mine, mine, mine | |
| You're mine, mine, mine | |
| You're mine, mine, mine | |
| You're mine, mine, mine | |
| You're mine, mine, mine |
| Let' s make a racket for the old and young | |
| For the desperate souls and the lucky ones | |
| If we get lonely, if we get lost | |
| Let' s rattle on ' til the wheels come off | |
| Stumbling, fumbling, singing our songs | |
| Get ' em up as we' re goin' along | |
| Passing the guitar, passing the wine | |
| Travelling time | |
| We gotta choose a weapon for the town we take | |
| Singing celebrated summer for the ... | |
| Magic' s only magic ' til you know the tricks | |
| Yeah, but if this ain' t real I don' t know what is | |
| Shaking it, faking, never learning my line | |
| Get ' em up for the nickels and dimes | |
| Passing the guitar, passing the wine | |
| The skies will turn from pink to blue | |
| The years will turn to sand | |
| The needle' s drop on Hü sker Dü | |
| They were my favourite band | |
| I' m travelling through space and time | |
| To keep my love alive | |
| It' s 1995 | |
| I am yours and you are mine, mine, mine | |
| Every young band wants to build a wall | |
| But a real rock record' s like a wrecking ball | |
| If anybody asks me why I came back here | |
| I' ll say I' m picking up the pieces of a broken year | |
| Wondering, wandering, training my thoughts | |
| Following, connecting the dots | |
| Passing the guitar, passing the wine... lots | |
| The skies will turn from pink to blue | |
| The years will turn to sand | |
| The needle' s drop on Hü sker Dü | |
| They were my favourite band | |
| I' m travelling through space and time | |
| To keep my love alive | |
| It' s 1995 | |
| I am yours and you are mine, mine, mine | |
| You' re mine, mine, mine | |
| You' re mine, mine, mine | |
| You' re mine, mine, mine | |
| You' re mine, mine, mine |
| Let' s make a racket for the old and young | |
| For the desperate souls and the lucky ones | |
| If we get lonely, if we get lost | |
| Let' s rattle on ' til the wheels come off | |
| Stumbling, fumbling, singing our songs | |
| Get ' em up as we' re goin' along | |
| Passing the guitar, passing the wine | |
| Travelling time | |
| We gotta choose a weapon for the town we take | |
| Singing celebrated summer for the ... | |
| Magic' s only magic ' til you know the tricks | |
| Yeah, but if this ain' t real I don' t know what is | |
| Shaking it, faking, never learning my line | |
| Get ' em up for the nickels and dimes | |
| Passing the guitar, passing the wine | |
| The skies will turn from pink to blue | |
| The years will turn to sand | |
| The needle' s drop on Hü sker Dü | |
| They were my favourite band | |
| I' m travelling through space and time | |
| To keep my love alive | |
| It' s 1995 | |
| I am yours and you are mine, mine, mine | |
| Every young band wants to build a wall | |
| But a real rock record' s like a wrecking ball | |
| If anybody asks me why I came back here | |
| I' ll say I' m picking up the pieces of a broken year | |
| Wondering, wandering, training my thoughts | |
| Following, connecting the dots | |
| Passing the guitar, passing the wine... lots | |
| The skies will turn from pink to blue | |
| The years will turn to sand | |
| The needle' s drop on Hü sker Dü | |
| They were my favourite band | |
| I' m travelling through space and time | |
| To keep my love alive | |
| It' s 1995 | |
| I am yours and you are mine, mine, mine | |
| You' re mine, mine, mine | |
| You' re mine, mine, mine | |
| You' re mine, mine, mine | |
| You' re mine, mine, mine |
Similar Songs
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)