Wynonna - Cool Ya' Lyrics
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Cool Ya'
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What Are The Lyrics For Cool Ya' By Wynonna?
Up in the valley, down on the mountain
Cool, cool, cool ya Pray for a drop and dance for a fountain Cool, cool, cool ya Fallen daughter, somewhere some Don't you know you're not alone? Nobody loves you like I do Nobody loves you like I do Nobody loves you like I do Nobody, nobody Up in the valley, down on the mountain Pray for a drop and dance for a fountain When the storm rolls out, just quit counting Let the hallelujah flow right through When the well runs dry, let the river cool ya Cool, cool, cool ya Wilted flower, wounded stone Rest your weary in these arms Nobody loves you like I do Nobody loves you like I do Nobody loves you like I do Nobody, nobody Up in the valley, down on the mountain Pray for a drop and dance for a fountain When the storm rolls out, just quit counting Let the hallelujah flow right through When the well runs dry, let the river cool ya Up in the valley, down on the mountain Pray for a drop and dance for a fountain When the storm rolls out, just quit counting Let the hallelujah roll right through When the well runs dry, let the river cool ya Nobody Up in the valley, down on the mountain Pray for a drop and dance for a fountain When the storm rolls out, just quit counting Let the hallelujah flow right through And let the river cool ya |
Who Wrote Cool Ya' By Wynonna?
Andrew Ripp, Lisa Carver
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What's The Duration Of The Cool Ya' By Wynonna?The duration of Cool Ya' is 3:28 minutes and seconds. |
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