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of a fuck! 
 Eat shit! Eat my shit!"
 
 [Another car approaches]
 [Bishop Nelson:] "Hello Willie. Good to see you."
 [Toll Booth Willie:] "Ahhh, Bishop
Tom T Hall is forty now and so is Bobby Bare
Willie Nelson's gettin' grey and Faron Young don't care
But the young ones keep on coming on the old
Words & music by Don Baird (donbaird7@aol.com)Sony/Tree publishing...
(From Willie Nelson "My Own Peculiar Way" and other albums... and Anita Kerr Singers
HOMECOMING IN HEAVEN
(Willie Nelson - Paul Buskirk - Walt Breeland-Claude Gray)
« © '62 Tree Publishing »


My years have been many my loved ones
And that's why I'm always late.

Won't somebody give me a ride
I've been out of gas for hours
My mother-in-law's flying in from the coast
She's probably
museum
People lined for miles
Just to see 'em

Jim Croce's in the corner
The Big Bopper's by the stairs
Ricky Nelson's in the kitchen
But nobody cares
to be a lot of mother fuckers blind to the fact
That a ho is gonna be just that
And this type of ignorance is the very
Reason why so many niggas in
I get it back, I'm livin' like I'm in a Willie Nelson track
It's bad, so sad, I ended up losing everything I had
Love left town and my whole worlds
it back,
I'm livin like I'm in a Willie Nelson track
Its bad, so sad, I ended up losing everything I had
Love left town and my whole worlds gone
Livin
stop until the morning
When the rays from space took up marching on my face
And I was pulling covers up over my eyes
Before I knew it I was in some other
gotten way with pass the county charm
The ain't no crime in heaven it'll find

Sweat my stride
Got my sexy eyes
Where my boots at (ha ha)
Strut ya
The old honky tonker himself Lefty Frizzell
My goodness what a group
Would you just listen to Mother Mabel
Over there pickin' the Wildwood Flower with
fingers to use
You can't turn back time
Or put more sand in the glass
But sometimes at night
I close my eyes and go back

The Django and Jimmie
Has
Free from paying them bills
Free to come and go when ya feel
Most of all, free from them haters

Verse 1:
[Willie D]
So many problems that exist in my
a bracelet
Just to satisfy your fourteen carat mind.

[Chorus:]
Layin' by these railroad tracks in Denver
With a hurtin' head and a half a pint of wine
more than I should
With my mother's eyes?

And my mother's eyes are with me
In the chilly winds of autumn
If I ain't here by winter, she'll know why
And the pay phone corner talker, she smiles
With a cut so pure and wild
You used to know her in the eyes of the street lights
As the cool, over the shoulder
and grass from Willie Nelson (Why you undercover)
Let?s split the profits man
I'm a gambler like Kenny Rodgers
My t-shirt says The Devil went down
mother was always movin
From Detroit to Texas, Texas to Detroit
Goddamn, mama, what's the point?
So I would go in my room and pack my little bags
Jump
By Greg Nelson & Bob Farrell
It's a hurry up world and my days go flying by
But I don't want to forget to thank you for my life
And in my
living boy in New Cross

Eyes down and I'll keep you up to date
Two fat ladies in 1988
The safe sixteen lovers who lied
Purley's queen and mother
like we do in Cali
Just ask one of my patients 'cause they always tell me that the

[Chorus]
K-U-S-H keeps us so high
The K-U-S-H keeps us so high
like we do in Cali
Just ask one of my patients 'cause they always tell me that the

[Chorus]
K-U-S-H keeps us so high
The K-U-S-H keeps us so high
In London city where I did dwell
A butcher boy, I loved right well
He courted me, my life away
But now with me, he will not stay

I wish, I
Your ice is frozen, don't cry dry your eye 
Ain't this a bitch, fuckin' glitch. Mother fucker what
The count down to my account, count it down 
Ashes