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Three Classic Albums Plus (We Three/Just Us/Out of the Afternoon) (Roy Haynes) · Three By Three (Scarlett, Washington & Whiteley) · We Three: Three for All (David Liebman) · The Three Sounds/Gene Harris of the Three Sounds (Gene Harris) · Three Gals, Three Guitars (Del Rubio Triplets) · Brothers [Three-LP] (The Black Keys) · Everly Brothers/Fabulous Style of the Everly Brothers (The Everly Brothers) · Love Ire & Song/The First Three Years (Frank Turner) · Three Song E.P. (Saturday Looks Good to Me) · Brothers in Song [video] (The Statler Brothers) – and 90 other albums »


Your mother's loose, your father's slim
She smothers you, you bother him

Passed back and forth between those two
Until they've had enough of you
Marching along
Thinking as time goes by
Sing a glad song
Sing all the time
While I make all the people
Feels so good
Treat all my brothers like I
Marching along
Thinking as time goes by
Sing a glad song
Sing all the time
While I make all the people
Feels so good
Treat all my brothers like I
I'd go insane 
I'd turpentine cats and tin can dogs 
I'd smother people to death inside of hollow logs 

If the people around me wasn't so nice
just been conceived 
Forged by their past 
First in their class 
Three might be duende (three might be duende) 
Three might be duende (three might be
Ain't no color paint gonna cover the stains
The pictures on the wall will all remain
And even though he's home now sounding safe
Surrounded by
to the verb the urge to discover
A lover, you hover, you smother, my brother
You can't do nothin' other than take the record out the cover
You get the song
and tear the roof off the mother, brother
So back on the underground because we love you smother
Wack MC's, like gravy on chicken
Hope some
me every place
First one sleeps inside his bed
Place my fingers on his head
To each temple push and smother
Till my fingers touch each other

Next one
of youth my mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother

The iron ore poured as the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels they was
of youth my mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother

The iron ore poured as the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels they was
babysitters buyin boulders,
It's all on me to really except that I lost my brother,
An to be stong an juss to go on since we shared the same mother,
Pillows
babysitters buyin boulders,
It's all on me to really except that I lost my brother,
An to be stong an juss to go on since we shared the same mother,
Pillows
of youth
My mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother

The iron ore poured
As the years passed the door
The drag lines an' the shovels was
of skirt, kit for a victim
A three-stage pleasure on a principle
As I step and drop a syllable (yyyyo!)
A syllabus spoken by the 3rd on sss-swooin
or the wrong brother
And they'll smother, a out of town motherfucker
So don't take your life for granted
Cause it's the craziest place on the planet
In L.A.
to an undercover or the wrong brother
And they'll smother, a out of town motherfucker
So don't take your life for granted
cause it's the craziest place
You put me on a morning train

Hey, hey, Brother Ray
What'd you mean by, what'd I say
You put me on a morning train
You put me on a morning train
One two three

Well you're not supposed to say the word "cancer",  in a song.
And tellin' folks Jesus is the answer, can rub 'em wrong.
It ain't
the love I've grown 
Three rolls of quarters in the telephone 
One at a time and I'm glad she's mine 
For the love of her and that's for a long time 
I
Man against man just ain't the plan 
It's time for God's people to take a stand 
I mean brother to brother, black to white 
Stand up
It was robbed by Frank an' Jesse James 

Poor Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
And three children, they were so brave
But that dirty lettle
came by limousine
And all I have to offer you is this

Just a stupid little love song
(3 chords and a microphone)
Just a stupid little love song
love I'm for real 
Time is right give us a chance 
Nothing-I won't do-for you 

To each his all and all the love I've grown 
Three rolls of quarters
confronted
By a law or a fiend, cause in Greenspoint a brother's wanted
And swine ain't no good
I grew up eatin that shit, pigs bleedin from the hooves
Now