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hard to get along
She's a poor man's rich girl and she'll do it for a song
She's the rich man stealer but her favour's good and strong 
She's
hard to get along
She's a poor man's rich girl and she'll do it for a song
She's the rich man stealer but her favour's good and strong 
She's
Finds it hard to get along
She's a poor man's rich girl
And she'll do it for a song
She's a rich man's stealer
But her favor's good and strong
She's
to get along
A poor man's rich girl and she'll do it for a song
A rich man's stealer but her favour's good and strong
She's the Robin Hood of Highgate, let
boy I helped the old man
Workin' in the fields
And everyday, we hauled the hay
To the rollin' of the wheels
'Til one day the tractor laid
The old
to get along
A poor man's rich girl and she'll do it for a song
A rich man's stealer but her favour's good and strong
She's the Robin Hood of Highgate, let
no matter how hard I try
I'm gettin' really good at barely gettin' by

Got everything I own
By the sweat of my brow
From my four-wheel drive to my
pick it all up piece by piece.

And the wheel goes round and round.
And the flame in our souls will never burn out.
And the wheel, and the wheel goes
pick it all up piece by piece.

And the wheel goes round and round.
And the flame in our souls will never burn out.
And the wheel, and the wheel goes
On one channel a man was talking to another man on the telephone.
The other channel was playing oldies

"Gone for Good"
"Listening Wind"
"Puzzle
There's a man in town all the women know
He goes by the name of Nosey Joe
He don't care if they're married
He takes his pick
Long as they're
a CD karaoke bar
By the banks of the mighty Bosphorus
Is a Japanese man in a business suit singing "Smoke Gets In Your Eyes"
And the muscular cyborg
a face in a martini crowd
He drinks long neck Bud and gets a little loud
The mans back on his feet

He's an uptown down-home good ol boy
In a business
called me by my name just hillbilly
My Grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a business man

He used to send me pictures
called me by my name just hillbilly
My Grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a business man

He used to send me pictures
I am matching the big boys
One for one
And I must admit,
I'm having myself some fun

Because the music business
Is still run by men
Like every
the grain

Good weed, good drink, big money, we (Aye!)
Rollin in somethin' foreign, on leather grippin' grain (yeah!)
I handle my business so I think I
the grain

Good weed, good drink, big money, we (Aye!)
Rollin in somethin' foreign, on leather grippin' grain (yeah!)
I handle my business so I think I
Or nothing, not to no-one
Well I'd be just no good at all

Debut in the working world
Universal grinding wheel
Debut in the working world
Are you ready, are you
the New York Times
Said God is dead and the war's begun
Alvin Tostig has a son today

And he shall be Levon
And he shall be a good man
And he shall be Levon
your chops and take time
To contemplate your stall

Every morning, pass by the mirror
Chuckle at your smiling face
"So good to see you—you're
head
Of all childish ideals
The sleep of no feeling
I married the first girl
Who wasn't a man
And smiled as the spiders
Ran all over my hands
Made a good
and housewives
Who finger themselves to our lives
Mind your business, don't worry 'bout the next man's plans
'Cause there's a very thin line between a fan
Uhh... yeah... uhh...

Blessings in life to the children
They say life is like 5 days
Words of a old man with silver hair in his wheel chair
His eyes
You're always welcome
To stop on by
I'll be there baby
To get you high
You're thinking maybe
This one's for real
You don't know
How good you