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the gun to sin
Like an angel with the dirty wings
Tainted by tastes of the soul
This is another level (I need to love)

Deep in black roses
Dateless
send your maggot ass back to the essence
Niggaz have told ya, Guns N Roses that's the path
So pack yo' gat and watch yo' ass

Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit
You can tell yourself everything is fine
But don't be fooled by the sunshine
And don't expect roses
Don't expect roses

I'm thinking
Watching
Oh the rose and the linsey - oh
I'll dress you up in silk so fine
Down by the Greenwood side - oh

Oh mother dear when we were dying
Oh the rose
dress you up in silk so fine
Down by the Greenwood side, oh

Oh, mother dear, when we were dying
Oh, the rose and the linsey, oh
You did not treat us then
perfect, but what it is 
Is guns n roses, we’re guns n roses 

You can throw a bomb my way 
For every time I make mistakes 
But you know that’d never
Written by jeremy spencer.


My baby, my baby she's so good to me
My baby, my baby she's so good to me
Yes, she's so fine, as fine as a little girl
Taking nothing but his daddy's old bone-grip knife 
He traded but a little for the wayward life 
Faint heart never won fair hand 
So says the Rose
Guns'N'Roses

Rock 'n' rollin', rock 'n' rollin'
Floor so cold that's why I'm so frozen
Rock 'n' rollin', rock 'n' rollin'
I'm a'Rolling Stone with my
is war
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****
Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****, uh
Yeah n****

Bust my gun all by myself
Rock cocaine all by myself
Poured propane all
Out in the west Texas town of el Paso I fell in love with a Mexican girl.
Nighttime would fine me in rose's cantina,
Music would play and Felina
and old and slow
Times gone by you will remember

His clothing was a shiny coat so fine
But now he's growing old
And his beauty does decay
One night
Lucky, I'm a woman with children.
Small world, isn't it?
Funny, isn't it small and funny and fine?

[Herbie:] We have so much in common,
It's
Duet by Linda Ronstadt and James Taylor

written by Rose Marie McCoy, Sylvia McKinney
© 1961 Ben-Ghazi Enterprises Inc (BMI)

Darling, been
These lames are bad for your health
You can do bad all by yourself
You deserve better baby

Last time was the last time
Yea
That n**** gon' make you cry
These lames are bad for your health
You can do bad all by yourself
You deserve better baby

Last time was the last time
Yea
That n**** gon' make you cry
Duet by Linda Ronstadt and James Taylor

written by Rose Marie McCoy, Sylvia McKinney
© 1961 Ben-Ghazi Enterprises Inc (BMI)

Darling, been
Taking nothing but his daddy's old bone-grip knife
He traded but a little for the wayward life
A faint heart never won fair hand
So says the Rose
the hours
Asking the world
To buy my flowers

I had a love
Long long ago
He needed me
And I loved him so
He marched away
To die by the gun
I lay a rose as I
a monkey on the roof
You've seen him on the telly
So let me introduce your host tonight

T.O.P.M.A.N.
He's naughty by nature
On doubles and chasers
Within my prison cell so dreary
Alone I sit with weary heart 
Thinkin' of my lonely darlin' 
From her forever, I must part 

A rose she sent me
one more notch on his gun

And when he turned to go 
The beautiful maiden knelt down
Where her dead sweetheart lay
And on his breast placed a rose
They say 

Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin
Where I can pile up my chips
And n****s call me a timer
I been ballin' since my adolecsent
Stay on the line, never get by
'Cause laziness does not pay
My heart is set on this old winter’s day

Son of a gun, you got me stunned
You cut me down,
n****
Lt Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers

Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be