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to find a way to kick these blues

It's that cold in the night and I've got blood in my eyes
I say 54/40 or fight

I've go a queesy feelin' in my guts
County of Selano
Get off a magazine and meet me over there by McDonald's
That's why I used to get my yola stacks off
Back then I was small time, all I
camoflauge
Dark ceaser holdin' my nuts, played the buildin' front
Fifth of Henny, throw a little snow in the blunt
Just growin' up schooled by O.G.'s, holdin'
head and kick my feet
And toward the light I go 
The heartless jailer left behind the locker far below

Oh forty fathoms deep he walks
With rusty keys
Down in the valley the valley so low
Hang your head over, hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow love, hear the wind blow
Hang your head over, hear
Down in the valley valley so low
Hang your head over hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow dear hear the wind blow
Hang your head over hear
Woke up in new york city lying on the floor
Just outside of monsey's west 54
Well
You gonna know my name by the end of the night
Yeah
You gonna
arms round me give my heart ease.

Build me a castle forty feet high
So I can see him as he rides by
As he rides by love as he rides by
So I can see
the cause of it all

if i had listened to what my mother said
i'd be at home in my feather bed

Down in the valley, valley so low
Hang your head over
arms round me give my heart ease.

Build me a castle forty feet high
So I can see him as he rides by
As he rides by love as he rides by
So I can see
to find me a woman to keep the wolves at bay
Keep my head on straight, make me toe the line
East Houston blues, ain't no friend of mine

Just so you
by. 

I?m down in the valley, 
The valley and I?m feeling low. 
I?m gonna hang my head over, 
Just to hear the wind blow. 

{KT Jokes around with
Down in the valley the valley so low
Hang your head over, hear the wind blow
Hear the wind blow love, hear the wind blow
Hang your head over, hear
Wake up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's - West 54 wow

You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
You
day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.

One day I devised
Wake up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's - West 54 wow

You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
You
Woke up, woke up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's, West 54, wow

You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
Wake up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's - West 54 wow

You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
You
day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.

One day I devised
to move my records to 54 states 
Got more work than the mayor do (mayor do) 
it stick to niggas that talk shit 
like a baller they bitch hair blue 
Got
Wake up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's - West 54 wow

You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
You
Wake up in New York City
Lying on the floor
Just outside of Marcy's - West 54 wow

You gonna know my name by the end of the night, yeah
You
Woke up in new york city lying on the floor
Just outside of monsey's west 54
Well
You gonna know my name by the end of the night
Yeah
You gonna
Caroline by the Fortunes

[00:08]Caroline Caroline ya ya ya ine
[00:16]Caroline Caroline ya ya ya ine
[00:24]There is a girl she really is fine
head and kick my feet
And toward the light I go 
The heartless jailer left behind the locker far below

Oh forty fathoms deep he walks
With rusty keys