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a winter's day And in the long ago The dusty road to Bethlehem was Trod by many feet And in that throng, a donkey walked A donkey small and gray As donkeys
are searching the square roughly turning over baskets and shaking down PASSERS-BY. BRIAN appears near a rather dull little PROPHET, who is standing
As I walk down the road I sit up some The lambs were coming homeward one by one I heard a sheepbell softly calling them Along the little road
freshman year to now Me and Rizzi really glod Seeing noobert everyday Really made our brains explode They call me Sean, they call me bean But I go by
[Jones] That?s right all we got is are Beating heart and are heart Don?t bleed know Kool-Aid Hey baby yah I came back Out to play a little bit ay
As I walked down the road at set of sun, The lambs were coming homeward one by one. I heard a sheepbell softly calling them, Along the little road
After a few weeks on the bus Being porked by Toad-O's road crew And being too exhausted to do their Laundry on a regular basis MARY is dumped in
with the Stones Once He even opened up a three-way package In Southern California for old George Jones [Chorus] The years went by like sweet
As I walked down the road at set of sun, The lambs were coming homewards, one by one, I heard a sheep-bell softly calling them Along the little road
the little road to Bethlehem. Beside an open door, as I drew nigh, I heard sweet Mary sing a lullaby. She sang about the lambs at close of day And rocked her
As I walked down the road at set of sun The lambs were coming homewards one by one I heard a sheepbell softly calling them Along the little road
at the seams Looking a little Haggard and feeling kinda Jones Walking down the road A sacred path of stone A troubadour 's dream I can feel it in my bones
let them know how you feel and for your own sake give a little oh, you don't want to hear that you busy tryina stack and keep them from the Jones's is
murdered her, Witness the vision first hand plumping master of source of us [Jim Jones] By the, grace of Capo, in the moment of silence, in the mist
your sights set far No time for sympathy Keeping up with the Jones's Smiling at the neighbors Don't let them see your Dirty, Dirty Little Secret
As I walked down the road at set of sun The lambs were coming homeward one by one I heard a sheepbell softly calling them Along the little road
(Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting Over East-End Protection rights) Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars -
cold Me and my dad would go to the preserve, and one time we just caught a toad I remember with my mom's Lexus, we broke down on the road He's always by
than your video Fuck a sadiddy ho This that rap city flow, hit Flex Let the city know, shit By time you hear this A nigga will be up on Arsenio And I got
He was just an old country doctor In a little Kentucky town Fame and fortune had passed him by But we never saw him frown As day by day in his
and shock it Don't care who's saying stop it You're lucky that the little pussy didn't Get lit up like a rocket They say that real recognise real How comes
Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew She told me just to come on by, if there's anything she could do Up on Cripple Creek she sends me If I
too tall By the will of the people We'll take a road to higher ground And don't worry about that... Dirty, Dirty Little Secret Everybody's got one So
Need a road that's so damn windy Leads to somewhere no one finds this Chevrolet I need slow and southern Like a Sunday Like muddy water rollin' by
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