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reads my mind

I'm just fine 'til the end of September
Then I remember losing you October '89
If I live in the past, there's no future
I'm looking
reads my mind

I'm just fine 'til the end of September
Then I remember losing you October '89
If I live in the past, there's no future
I'm looking
crisp and clean
And the smell of coffee boiling, by a big old pot of beans

Chorus

So in my dreams I'm driving home, I can see my daddy's face
He's
"God don't take my love from me"

Just let her sing a little blue ridge mountain song
Like she has all along
And I'll dance with her till dawn
mind
I got the railroad blues
Trouble come ov'are my mind
And that girl I'm lovin'
She sho' done left this time 

Say if I had ways
Like a bullfrog
a dance or two,
Then we drove to the water blue
And that's where she kissed me.

It was my life and it was fun.
Another season of my life is done.
When I saw the ambulance screaming down Main Street
I didn't give it a thought
But it was my Uncle Eugene
He died on October
The second, nineteen
sweetheart
She's my Yankee Doodle joy
Yankee Doodle came to London
Just to ride the ponies
I am a Yankee Doodle boy

I'm the kid that's all the candy
stone sweats with the dew
The morning sunrise, red before the blue
Hanging at the mast, waiting for command
His majesty's airship, the r101

She's
a mouth as big as galway bay

See her drinkin' 16 pints of Pat's blue ribbon
And then she can walk home without a sway
If the sea were beer instead
a mouth as big as galway bay

See her drinkin' 16 pints of Pat's blue ribbon
And then she can walk home without a sway
If the sea were beer instead
months out the year, it's got you asking what's good at home
What's good at home?
The same hoes are still at it, I shoulda known
My young niggas poppin'
months out the year, it's got you asking what's good at home
What's good at home?
The same hoes are still at it, I shoulda known
My young n****s poppin'
me coming home again
You keep me coming home again

Are her eyes brown or blue?
How does she keep her steady cool
My heart and soul are wrapped up
take a ride
Gee, but I'll be happy 
With my baby by my side
Hear that whistle blow, 
Now it's time to go, 
'Cause the train is waiting, 
Got no
She can sing, she can sing
Take me through the day, steal my breath away

And we ride the countryside, take it high and wide
She brings crackers, cheese
too
Oh Lord she looks pretty in blue
My lonely heart was countin' in my ears
The silence it was all that I could hear
My sleepin' beauty lay with
woman come in the door
She was untamed youth rebellion and truth and so much more
I don't know if she had seen the light, she seemed at home in the dark
My Grandaddy was a railroad man 
When I was young he took me by the hand 
Dragged me to the station at the break of dawn 
Said "boy I got to show
My Grandaddy was a railroad man 
When I was young he took me by the hand 
Dragged me to the station at the break of dawn 
Said "boy I got to show
Mountain skies

I got me a woman back home
She gave me a baby, too
And she stands by my loving side and
Does anything I ask her to

It's a lonesome feeling
to Louisville the home town of my heart

There's bound to be a girl somewhere that you like best of all
Mine lives down in Louisville she's long and she is tall
Mountain skies

I got me a woman back home
She gave me a baby, too
And she stands by my loving side and
Does anything I ask her to

It's a lonesome feeling
She reminds me some of a blue eyed doll a strange look there in her eyes
Surprisingly quick with her movements like a woman who's learned to survive
the nigga re-write the whole game
She tried to dodge the blue ride
Big race tires we ride the who ride
We bringin’ it live to your side
You gonna stand