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later by the light of the moon

Grandpa had a muley cow muley since she was born
It took a jaybird forty years to fly from horn to horn

Now old Rattler's
Source of all we hope or dread
Sheepdog, jackal, rattler, swan
We hunt your face and long to trust
That your hid mouth will say again let there be
am, ring on my finger,
Grandpa's little grandson, all grown up.
I found my rock and I plan to keep her.
I wish they were here to see the two of us.
thought I'd never cry
I thought she'd be the loser but standing here am I
And that long train is rolling going somewhere
And it's carrying her away from
"Grandpa, here's your coffee," 
Said Edith, as she filled his cup. 
"Nobody'll find you here, 
And Earl is glad you guys showed up." 

"The way
[Norah Jones]
Hmm... mmm
Today is, not like, any other day!
This one is runnin', turn a darker shade of grey!
What, will, I, have, left (tell me
[Norah Jones]
Hmm... mmm
Today is, not like, any other day!
This one is runnin', turn a darker shade of grey!
What, will, I, have, left (tell me
TRAGIC ROMANCE
(Louis M. Jones aka Grandpa Jones - Wiley Morris - Zake Morris)
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Nestled in the heart of the Tennessee
thought I'd never cry
I thought she'd be the loser but standin' here am I
And that long train is rolling goin' somewhere
And it's carryin' her away from
am, ring on my finger:
Grandpa's little grandson, all grown up.
I found my rock and I plan to keep her.
I wish they were here to see the two of us.
a job
Cause this little hustle's getting you by
You're the dealer and the stoner with the sweetest kiss around

I know what I was on, I had a Pilot Jones
Sittin' here countin' the cars going by
In a hour must a been one or two
The sheets are flappin' on momma's clothes line
Its an old front porch
"Grandpa, here's your coffee,"
Said Edith, as she filled his cup.
"Nobody'll find you here,
And Earl is glad you guys showed up."
"The way things
this is Christmas

Give hope to the hopeless
Love to the loveless
Remind us to be selfless
'Cause this is Christmas

So here's my happy Christmas to you
Cause "Who is Mike Jones?" is here
"Who is Mike Jones?" is here
I get you crunk when I open my mouth
My diamonds shine every time I talk
I spit
On this day [Repeat x1]

Grandma and Grandpa arrived after breakfast
The rest of the gang by noon
We spent the day watching football and breaking in
Here we go like
Yes Yes Yall
To The Beat Yall
Aint No Sleep Yall
To the break of dawn
5 o?clock in the morning
We keep rockin on
The workin
the girls passed by and he winked his eye;
He said, "I'm July Jones,
I'm the man for you, I'm six foot two,
All muscle, meat and bones."

Chorus: 
Great
Funnin' round Grandpa's farm
Really groovin' on the baby pigs
Oh, I know they haven't even read the books I know
Yeah, I understand the telephone
I heard it from a newborn baby
Loud and clear in that first breath of air
I heard it when grandpa was dying
It was faintly there

Live now
Live now
I
pain gives me the right to be unkind
And it set's me here

Right back to the heart of it
Jones Crazy is a slight defense from it
Jones Crazy is
doing something wrong
You've been doing something
You've been doing something wrong
I can tell by the way you smell

And there's grandma and grandpa out
songs along
The bottoms of barrels , let us be free
So out come you clowns, all you wolves, all you martyrs
You holy rat rattlers, holy found fathers
really good as gold 
She can make my grandpa 
Feel like he's six years old

I got 20:20 vision and that's all I need 
Enough to keep my baby here by
to be there by nine
Pinstripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's the wife