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The Best of Down to the Bone (Brian Auger) · Down Where the Spirit Meets the Bone [LP] (Lucinda Williams) · Down Where the Spirit Meets the Bone (Lucinda Williams) · Down Down Down (Lollipop) · Bad to di Bone (Brick & Lace) · The Best of Bone Brothers (Bone Thugs-N-Harmony) · Bad to the Bone [25th Anniversary Edition] (George Thorogood) · Bone Instrumentals, Pt. 2 (DJ U-Neek) · Blue Mood: The Songs of T-Bone Walker (Duke Robillard) · Bad to the Bone (George Thorogood) – and 90 other albums »


Down under the night sky
I lay and wait
Praying to whoever
Will listen to me
I founded my own cross
Been clutched by its weight
There's no
Down under the night sky
I lay and wait
Praying to whoever
Will listen to me
I founded my own cross
Been clutched by its weight
There's no
I am thinking today of that beautiful land
I shall reach when the sun goeth down
When through wonderful grace by my Saviour I stand
Will there be any
some time I'd fix the barn
Poor old girl, she needs a man down on the farm

And it's good old country comforts in my bones
Just the sweetest sound my
bone
We are one

I do give my life to you
Today and everyday
I will stand right by your side
Whatever comes our way

I have searched and searched
(Bone, Bone, Bone!)
My homies the greatest, I roll with the best, see?
Who in the fuck wanna test these niggas from the S-C-T, C-L-E?
We got heat!
Y'all
escape it. Bad to the bone
Don't contemplate it. Bad to the bone
You cannot fake it. Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone

Blood begins to boil
Heated by
you know who we is!  (Bone, Bone, Bone!) 
My homies the greatest, I roll with the best, see? 
Who in the fuck wanna test these niggas from the S-C-T,
(guitar & instrumental)

Ooo, I just got out of the hospital, ya'all
This is my *Nineteenth Nervous Breakdown
My doctor said if I don't
Leave this
queen
Another thing, beyond the cream, I wanted to get ripped
Put my lips on a blunt tip
It's been two weeks, since I last sparked it
Went down
breakin' down my resistance 
I won't ever be the same, oh no (Oh no) 
You kiss away all my defenses 
This time the hunter is captured by the game (Bone
slippin' & the engine's missin' 
Oh what I'd give to be home restin' my bones 

17 miles from town, my old car broke down 
Just my luck, I've got
Night owns my white bones
But what's left is still saying
Strange prayers in high places
Wild airs with wilder graces
Birds fly with no motion
Flowers growing
By the drunken river
Flowers growing
By the burning bridges

Flowers growing
Out of my bones
On the toppled towers flowers
some time I'd fix the barn
Poor old girl, she needs a man down on the farm

And it's good old country comforts in my bones
Just the sweetest sound my
is ignored
Blaring on no one survives
Wrath is on everyone dies
Bone exposed 
Bone exposed
Bone exposed

Extinguish all life, this sin by my
Irene

Irene goodnight

Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene

I'll see you in my dreams.


--- Instrumental ---


Last Saturday night I got married

Me and my
And they never would come down

Turn around and hold me
I'd like to see your face alone
I'm hoping there's someone home

[Instrumental Acoustic Guitar
stomping ground

Well, it's plain to see you've forgotten me
'Cause you never write or call
But I'll be around when they let you down
And I'll catch you
mean I can't do no wrong.
I woke up early one mornin'.
Mr. Lucky, standin' by my bed.
I woke up early one mornin'.
Mr. Lucky, standin' by my bed.
I
My heart is like a hand-me-down made soft by older brothers
My body's like my father's house, the sin of genera~ons

Damn the circumstances
Life
bone
We are one

I do give my life to you
Today and everyday
I will stand right by your side
Whatever comes our way

I have searched and searched
into the bay
But I'm a long time gone, long time gone

* to dream the dream that's over
To live and love again
Oh my america
And to be where my footsteps
mean I can't do no wrong.
I woke up early one mornin'.
Mr. Lucky, standin' by my bed.

I woke up early one mornin'.
Mr. Lucky, standin' by my bed.
the door nigga,

Bone Thugs got a story that's similar to Mike Jones
You can ask my homies
I'm memba back in the days they didn't want me
Now I blew up