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world
Orleans Parish Prison won't you free my dark-haired girl?

Well have seen my green eyed son?
He shot a man down with a sawed off gun
And they
Cheyenne

Goofin' with the barfly, pretty little green eyed
Shook and throw a smile
Head's in the right place, baby's got a sweet face
Falls down western
nights down by the sawmill
We sit and talk, her hand in mine

Country green, do you know what I mean?
She's true and pure like country green
Country
The sunshine's gonna fade
And we can't stop it
So before we turn in
I can't make you love me

Let's be brown eyed girl sweet Caroline
Free fall small town
belongs to you and me  
It isn't man made it is here naturally 
It isn't man made it is here naturally 
  
[Chorus]

A man a fix him price so then
What's the long face, what's all the crying for
Didn't you expect it when you opened your door
To the man with the long coat and the long list
slip by
And they're all following my lead
Oh why does the rain fall cold
When I'm stranded and I'm starry-eyed?
What's the long face, what's all the crying for
Didn't you expect it when you opened your door
To the man with the long coat and the long list
feel I've stepped out of the wilderness
All squint-eyed and confused
But even babies raised by wolves
They know exactly when they've been used

See when
needs a man
Red is autumn green is summer
Greens are turning and the sand
All along the ocean beaches
Stares up empty at the sky
Marcie buys a bag
pull down my hat
And pray
And holler
Don't let it fade
Clear eyes and clean hands
A good man

Circle, go down delusion drive
Nine tail cross-eyed
I remember best
Was grey-haired old Patch Eye
And the stories that he'd tell me about
His younger days as we
Watched the ships go by

He'd talk
Aurora borealis
The icy sky at night
Paddles cut the water
In a long and hurried flight
From the white man to the fields of green
trees shaken by the storm
And villages in peaceful dormancy

A shaman reaches out
To greet the one-eyed man
I see the past, the present
She said, he's just like you
Let a few short years roll by
He'll end up down here too

Then her pale green eyes began to glow
She placed her hand
Roll/Puff the ziggy and get ("Fire up this funk, fire up this funk")

"Yo man, what's that guy's name, the Green Eyed Bandit?
 He worked with Redman,
You ought to see my blue eyed Sally
She lives a way down on Shinbone Alley
The number on the gate, the number on the door
And the next house over is
three four

(spoken)
Gather round friends, why hurry
Let's all stay a little longer

(sing)
Ya oughta see my blue eyed Sally
She live way down
It was late one fall night at a fairground near town
When Esther first saw the Armenian man
Who groveled toward her and stood by her side
With
A man opened his window and stared up Primrose Hill
Out there enjoying themselves I've seen them from this sill
Green splashed with white and red
A man opened his window and stared up Primrose Hill
Out there enjoying themselves I've seen them from this sill
Green splashed with white and red
for the team
And it's the only way to be
Never think it isn't fair
It's a green-eyed panic (pride?)
To the edge of nowhere

Give it to the chick
spectrum, this done by red man 
With horns on his head, laid down the ill plan 
Got all his helpers, said, "Make it snappy! 
Tell all the people that their
pulled you in

And, me I was just a green-eyed kid 
And you were two years older than me
As I look back on those days my friend
You were what we all
You ought to see my blue eyed Sally
She lives a way down on Shinbone Alley
The number on the gate, the number on the door
And the next house over is