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John Henry and they told me if they let me read this old book I'd
Probably write a song about it. 
And they did and I did and I called it more About
Colene
And her peaches and cream
It'll give us a shot in the arm
Down at our Uncle John's farm

Rock on the porch swing
By the light of the moon
they run out of,
they run out of spunk right in the middle of the chorus... Causing the song to sound like this...

A little green rosetta

However
Green Grass
Gary Lewis and the Playboys
Written by Roger F. Cook and Roger John Reginald Greenaway

Peak chart position # 8 in 1966
Green grass
Green Grass
Gary Lewis and the Playboys
Written by Roger F. Cook and Roger John Reginald Greenaway

Peak chart position # 8 in 1966
Green grass
by those standards and those John Hughes endings.
But there will be soft skin and pillows to share.
He's nailed to the white picket with his heart
and leading a charge by john Mitchell
General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
Hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary

The revolution will not be
and leading a charge by John Mitchell
General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
Hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary

The revolution will not be
I, woke up this morning got ready to roll
Put on my green bomber it was, freezing cold
Applied long johns with Adidas not matching
I called up Jam
green (it's not easy)
We'll tour new york by submarine (it's not easy)
We'll scuba dive the bronx and queens
It's not easy it's not easy
touched, John John 

Bring the phenomenon, I cold crush 
MC, inferiorities they froze up, ice cold 
As we move on, saga unfold 
Captivated by a saga
Breathe in the fresh as the stale hit the road
Girls ask for flicks and I'll block the pores
Eat the Al Greens, won't sniff the Kurt Blows
Mase got
This song is a derivative of Child Ballad 44, with a tune by
A. L. Lloyd. It was recorded by John Roberts & Tony Barrand on
Dark Ships in the Forest,
Eat the Al Greens, won't sniff the Kurt Blows
Mase got something to say and it goes
(Maseo is rocking on the radio)

Now I think we're talking 'bout
played him a song
And for seven whole seconds he looked in my eye
Then the lights turned to green and he left with a smile
And we both thought but
This song is a derivative of Child Ballad 44, with a tune by
A. L. Lloyd. It was recorded by John Roberts & Tony Barrand on
Dark Ships in the Forest,
Telling you how music's supposed to be
Cos it's a game played by those who love celebrity
And that's not what music supposed to be
Al Green, Sam Cook
Act one, the smell of green leather, 
French polish, quite pristine, 
Not a hair out of place, not a wrinkle, 
Not a crease, the silverware all
a charge by John
Mitchell, General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
Hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.

The revolution will not be televised.
seamstress, who was schemin on Al's +Green+
You know they shoot for the stars and buckwild
Like the kids in the yard who play with +Jane's Child+
Aiyyo Jay word up; these motherfuckers
Fuckin' talkin' that comeback shit like they cookin' crack
Shit I ain't frontin' all I want my pockets green
green like slum change 
Ya nah'm sayin'? Front the roll we roll back like rubbers motherfucker 
For real, with no trace of AIDS 
We keep our pockets
and leading a charge by John Mitchell
General Abrams and Spiro Agnew to eat
Hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary

The revolution will not be
Green like slum change you know what I'm sayin'?

Front the roll we roll back like rubbers motherfucker
For real, with no trace of AIDS
We keep our
Aiyyo Jay word up; these motherfuckers
Fuckin' talkin' that comeback shit like they cookin' crack
Shit I ain't frontin' all I want my pockets green