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you send my dog home Uncle Sam. 

He'll sleep beneath Old Glory, right here on Daddy's farm, 
I'll be close by to keep him from all harm, 
No one
you're in heaven or in hell.

And I will catch you, but who might
Break the fall?

Goddamn, I might be the son of Sam.
The only child of a holy man.
up for my Uncle Sam
You know we sent a man to the moon
And before we're done
Yeah we'll probably send a man to the sun
'Merica

Got a twelve
on heaven
Send out some healing for this heart
Down by the river
Waiting for this water to just come
(Sing it on)
I need a miracle
(Sing it on)
So
dream about vacation in the sun
You can dream but you can't never have you one
'Cause by the time your good old Uncle Sam gets done

You've got just
Hush now baby don't you cry
Rest your wings my butterfly
Peace will come to you in time
And I will sing this lullaby

No though I must leave, my
get wit this, mackadocious funk material
It's been a long time, we shouldn't have left you

[Parrish Smith]
Hey yothe rhymes I recite, airtight,
and alone, yeah
You were born to be a dead celebrity, yeah

Like Helter Skelter and Son of Sam
By the days end
You'll know who I am
I spill your blood
'm coming home to stay
Get ready my love
Just look up above
For the wings of a silverbird.
You send me letters to help time go by
I call your name while
GETHSEMANE
WRITERS B.L. SMITH, W.B. WALDROP

Toll no bell for me Father
But let this cup of suffering pass from me
Send me no shepherd to heal my
, feeding the mouth that bites you
Little Caesar/Uncle Sam, Orwell knew that you'd be eaten by your ham

The king is dead, long live the king
Little
apprehends me
Like a d-tech bustin' my man in the projects
I'll send you up North, I ain't givin' respect
Prejudicial, your style artificial
As live
screens
Now that you're wondering "how can it be real?"
That the ones you've called colourful, noble and proud
In your school propaganda
They starve in
This song will be here when you're old
This song will heat you when you're co-old
Believe you when I don't
This song will heal you from your soul
disguised and surprise 
You got a hole between your fuckin' eyes 
Niggaz is grazed, catchin' strays from the blaze 
Amazed by the ways I lays em down when
on frigid winter days
 blow by the, blow by the snow
 Professor John gives an exam
 Try to pass it if you can
 You know he'll send you out to frigid
YO, is in this to win this 
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS 
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully 
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
hand
Spliff tail between di teeth
Fat gal pon di side
Wid di meat underneath and underneath
Mi send di feet of steel you seet

Badman party: no
the benzi in a frenzy it sends me
Up the Bronx river back to Brooklyn apprehends me

Like a D-tech bustin' my man in the projects
I'll send you up north, I
on the other end 
Fuck your own thing, if your own thing's the wrong thing 
Fuck dem chicken wings 
Last able man standing 
Follow what? I ain't
on the other end 
Fuck your own thing, if your own thing's the wrong thing 
Fuck dem chicken wings 
Last able man standing 
Follow what? I ain't
Uncle Sam calling each by name.
The very next day they left on a mystery 
Train.

Say goodbye, bye, bye, Mrs. Sullivan
Don't you cry, cry, cry, cry,
Combined versions from Norman Blake and Doc Watson

A group of jolly cowboys discussing plans at ease
Said one I'll tell you something, boys, if you
and loneliness 
And then start to sing to me 
I will sing to you if you promise to send me a song

I walk by the shore and I hear
Hear your song come so faint
Anytime that I lace mine
Light up the stage
For the homies we make shine
Sick the dogs on you
Get more by the K-9
Homies on the yard never walk in