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Beth Hart & the Ocean of Souls (Beth Hart and the Ocean of Souls) · Beth Hart & the Ocean of Souls (Beth Hart) · All Hart: Songs of Lorenz Hart (Eric Comstock) · Beth Carvalho e Amigos (Beth Carvalho) · I Love You, Beth Cooper (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Discover Beth Orton (Beth Orton) · Beth Nielsen Chapman (Beth Nielsen Chapman) · Beth Ditto EP (Beth Ditto) · Beth/Rest (Bon Iver) · Beth Ditto EP (Beth Ditto) – and 90 other albums »


A simple garden, with acres of sky
A brown-haired dogmouse
If one should drop by
Yellow delanie would sleep well at night
And everything emptying into
I don't mind the sparrows stealin' my seed 
The crow gettin' fat on my corn 
But that beady eyed buzzard hangin' 'round my gal 
Is gonna wish he
A simple garden, with acres of sky 
A Brown-haired dogmouse 
If one dropped by 
Yellow Delanie would sleep well at night 
With everything emptying into
A simple garden, with acres of sky
A brown-haired dogmouse
If one dropped by
Yellow Delanie would sleep well at night

With everything emptying into
A simple garden, with acres of sky
A brown-haired dogmouse
If one dropped by
Yellow Delanie would sleep well at night

With everything emptying into
Two black-eyed peas wait on the side.
Gravy, chicken and rice, isn't it nice? 
Tell me the price of the food.

What happens when the answers they
of musical chaos in these so called United States, I stand as a messenger of strangeness this evening, in order to impress upon or at least to instruct
chicken that's finger lickin',
Front porch little guitar pickin'
Sweet tea and apple pie,
Country girl by my side,
So right it can't be wrong,
Wanna hear
for a fluke,
Waiting for a sign by now boggle eyed,
If I believe I will receive 
Leaning on the ever lasting tree,
Hanging in the hands of fate down
where occupeing the floor, 
and what some dirty men did....
well, I'll leave that for others to tell. 

Gouvernant Brunte and his wife Labradora-Beth
Cracker crumbs and a little shot glass
I was starving to death because I didn't know Jesus yet

But I was saved by a month old Twinkie in my corduroy
made 
Into brown gravy for supper Sunday 

They got 50 pound bags of chicken nuggets 
They got yummy yogurt by the bucket. 
Shelves and shelves
lips-Voodoo kiss
Kiss me on the lips
Can heaven be like this-Voodoo kiss

Down by the river at midnight
You hear the rattle and roll of those chicken bones
dancing in the streets,
Working with the people on that Boss-a-Nova beat,
And some dark-eyed lady brings you wine and a chicken wing,
In Brazil where
[KRS-One]
Okay now, listen to this..
[Seagull sounds]
A mystical teacher sat by the seaside
It was about five o'clock cause we heard the free
sanctified
My my my you're squinty eyed
My my my my tongue is tied
But I know what it's like

Delta high tide pack your bags and take a bride
Brush fires
my kind of living

White beans, collar greens, sweet tea, chicken and dumplings
Well, I get up every morning when the rooster crows
I stay out some
unless my cock's soft 
Long nights by the fire me a Trigger.....go figure 

[Chorus]
I'm a desperate rado
Didn't take any practice
A desperate rado
kiss, kiss me on the lips
Can Heaven be like this?
Voodoo kiss

Down by the river at midnight
You hear the rattle and roll of those chicken bones
A white
breath out breath in breath out

there's a MC flowin' deep and wide deep and wide
rhymes i got plenty keep 'em right by my side
come and get a flow
about
Themselves, singin' original songs, by the original masters
And I'm sittin' there on the porch, rockin' back 'n' forth in my little old 
chair
all through my twenties
Just to prove I had the stuff
Then one day I met this brown eyed girl
She said to me boy you ain't so tough
She said that walk
about
Themselves, singin' original songs, by the original masters
And I'm sittin' there on the porch, rockin' back 'n' forth in my little old 
chair
by the highway to eat.
They both had craw fish, strictly chicken for me.
Back out under thunderheads, the radio was Southern soul.
They interrupted
Breath out, breath in, breath out

there's a MC flowin' deep and wide, deep and wide
Rhymes I got plenty, keep 'em right by my side
Come and get