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Bring Another Half Pint (Sonny Boy Williamson II) · Half Pint (Half Pint) · Half Pint (Half Pint) · Greetings from Half Pint (Half Pint) · Pick Your Choice (Half Pint) · Pick Your Choice (Half Pint) · Monday at the Hug and Pint (Arab Strap) · Monday at the Hug and Pint [Japan Bonus Tracks] (Arab Strap) · Evig Pint (Kaizers Orchestra) · Pint of Ale (Huey "Piano" Smith & the Clowns) – and 90 other albums »


I met him at the fishing hole

But old Dillon wasn't toting his half pint of tin hide

His roll your own tobacco string was a-hanging from his pocket
to be done.
Take your pick and your shovel and the bold dynamite
For to shift a few tons of this earthly delight
Yes to shift a few tons of this
I take xannies, I can’t eat no breakfast
Half a pound for breakfast
2 grams of molly breakfast
A pint of lean for breakfast
I got Collard Greens
Hey Ginny, come home to your little baby
Hey Ginny, come home to your little baby
Hey Ginny, come home to your little baby
With a pint of beer all under
or drive on home
There's miles or more to float
It's half your battle
A miracle coincidence
Walking arm in arm

Pick your poison
Make a choice and settle in
Hey Ginny, come home to your little baby
Hey Ginny, come home to your little baby
Hey Ginny, come home to your little baby
With a pint of beer all under
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
Headed out for Austin, now we're half way down the road
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by
Steady staring out the window
It fells good, it fells
Headed out for Austin, now we're half way down the road
Hollering budda-budda-budda-budda-by
Steady staring out the window
It fells good, it fells
feel it all

When I left you weighing your choices up
And all the light had gone
You had tied the ends together
Made them fight out all night long
feel it all

When I left you weighing your choices up
And all the light had gone
You had tied the ends together
Made them fight out all night long
to allow

You're my singer
Lemme be your song
No matter what you want to do
Let me pick along
I just want to sing along

Country ladies
Take us by the hand
There's the Reds and there's the Greens
Super slicks and has beens,
They're accompanied by three men dressed in black,
One's a whistle, two are
my ash tray maybe just enough to pay
For a half pint of somethin', probably make us choke

Well, you know I'd rather not go and meet your family
They'd
gon tie in
In the bushes they lying, ain't lying that's my word
By the end of the month, they left with them birds
Zoned off that purp, I'm slurring
hot to hold
Hot to cold
Too hot to hold
Too hot to...
Half a degree either way unconcerned
You shed no ray of relief
And plagued by a fear of your
Romeo: Yeah, Immature groovin' it up kid
Batman: Yeah, to the year 2000
Half-Pint: Can everybody say "Psychological is a concept", hit it
the choice to live your life 
Lies in the palm of your hand

You've got the answers you need, just look inside yourself

So much at stake, can't waste our
change in my ash tray maybe just enough to pay
For a half pint of somethin', probably make us choke

Well, you know I'd rather not go and meet your
your choice, so it takes you to choose
The best in rap, the best in r&b
The best in rock, the best in p-o-p
Who works the hardest, sweats the most
round.

I am a river with a voice.
I came into your life by choice.
And none can judge just how that feels.
You are a messenger from God.
You are
round.

I am a river with a voice.
I came into your life by choice.
And none can judge just how that feels.
You are a messenger from God.
You are
(david lee murphy)

Hobo jim was tendin' the fire
He said tonight boys we got a feast
Got a fresh stole hen and half pint of gin
And a big can
to the rhythm like clockwork
I ain't trying to do no wrong but they leave with no choice man
There is so much spirit cut the curse to my verse
Be the piper
waiting for you

So what I wouldn't give for a tall pint of gasoline to take away everything maybe your love some day. So please just stay away, away from