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I know a man whose plow handle hand
Is quicker than a light
Wes Hardin is his name
They say he travels in the night
For he might have to kill
I know a man whose plow handle hand is quicker than a light
Wes Hardin is his name they say he travels in the night
For he might have to kill
nearly make you cry when john ed sang "cowpoke"


Someday this road I travel, lord I will leave behind.
But memories of the things I've seen will never
bad road tar
And big Bull Trometer hung on to the side
And the pig dogs trembled on Spidey's wild ride

And big John Jizom from downtown Chizom
the peace
Without a gun
From Abilene down to Galveston

When he rode by the general store
People crowded through the door
To see the legend and the man called
head and cry

Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
head and cry

Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
head and cry

Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
head and cry

Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
head and cry

Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
head and cry

Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
your head and cry 

Billy and Sue met the first day of school 
And ever since lived by the golden rule 
Because when you do unto others 
What you
head and cry

Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
Words and music by John Kay

When I returned here back from the Islands
You know I couldn't say enough 'bout old Kauai
But now I'm out here
head and cry

Billy and Sue met the first day of school
And ever since lived by the golden rule
When you do unto others
What you wouldn't want done
and the players of the world
She's an all Acadian, northern lady
An real Canadian girl

She's from the miramichi by the old Atlantic sea
But like the rolling
Praise the lord, I was born to travel
Feeling like Slash in front of the chapel
I’m leaned back with the Les Paul
Shit I smoke is like cholesterol
than a million words and inventions
To travel through time within enough room to be the womb
Of the most high's great mind which he will soon make
Yeah, make you a deal, check
These here's the dog years and motherfuckers don't shed
I try to bring you life but motherfuckers want dead
So I travel
Yeah, make you a deal, check
These here's the dog years and motherfuckers don't shed
I try to bring you life but motherfuckers want dead
So I travel
Bodies I travel thru Abu Dhabi pack the shotty
That'll split ya shell quicker than edamames ungodly

The Tec ringer, death bringer strangulation by
Rollin' down the diamond lane 

Travel by train, bus, boat, car or airplane 

To different venues with our names on the fliers 

Likwit niggas known
Yeah, make you a deal, check
These here's the dog years and motherfuckers don't shed
I try to bring you life but motherfuckers want dead
So I travel
Jimmy Page stood tall on screen
I was mesmerized by everything
The Peter Grant and John Paul Jones dream sequence scenes
The close-up of the mahogany
niggas out like cristal bottles, uh
When I battle, I'm breaking bentleys down to gravel
I got the heat right here, we ain't got to travel
I'm bigger than