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answer this too-
Loves gonna get ya you know it's true life's a b**** true
You best to backtrack and try to act black and live
Not to be phony
answer this too-
Loves gonna get ya you know it's true life's a bitch true
You best to backtrack and try to act black and live
Not to be phony
it's cotton
Money getting' burnt, money fire
Franck Muller at the new spot
Frank mattress nigga Frank Lucas
Real life on wax
Match an ordinary funeral
turns to fall
But she quit talking 'bout the future
Never mentioned dreams at all

I don't blame my enemies and I don't blame my wife
For love fires
a shrimper all my life.
My daddy was a shrimper
And my mom's a shrimper's wife.
And I'm tired of bein' a shrimper
'cause a shrimper's life's too tame
So I'm
It was just boards of rough cut pine
And a quilt of patch work cotton
A place to lay your body down was that big four poster bed

Daddy built it
this hell 
Don`t turn around - don`t turn around 

You were surprised by a girl in the sky 
who changed everyone 
And as your life became so
It was just boards of rough cut pine
And a quilt of patch work cotton
A place to lay your body down was that big four poster bed

Daddy built it
It was just boards of rough cut pine
And a quilt of patch work cotton
A place to lay your body down was that big four poster bed

Daddy built it
doctors
Good old pickpockets
Sip moonshine
So-called coons, shines and darkies
I love ya'll
Pyramids to cotton fields to Wrigley Fields
Forgotten men
a break,
Yeah, yeah

Raise your hands in the air tonight
Put a little love back in your life
Get your feet up, just kick it
We got a one way ticket
Sunshine
school beat
Cowboy boots by your little bare feet
Let it out, tell me right now
Everything I need in them white cotton sheets
Dirty dance me slow in
And your Blue Duck's no longer alive

You took Jim Reed to your warm wedding bed
And from out of your love was born the boy, Ed
A pal killed Jim Reed by
of your girl
And the name that you picked for your daughter was Pearl
Cole robbed a bank and he drawed the life line
But I heard he was pardoned after
Tread on my face if you like little lady
Turn me inside out if you have to baby
But don't you cross me off your list
Ooo I am young and I ain't never
be gone

Without you there
For my eyes to behold
My life would be empty
My heart would grow old

If you take your love from me
I'll turn
Written by James Young
Lead vocals by James Young

yeah

eight days a week with my baby at home
and you know that she's my tender honey

baby
How many girls 
Would choose a cotton-dress world
When they could have satins and lace? 
To stand by her man
Through good times and bad
fevered iron like a stripped pair of pants
I recall the yellow cotton dress
Foaming like a wave on the ground around your knees
And birds like tender
gone
Without you there
For my eyes to behold
My life would be empty
My heart would grow old
If you take your love from me
I'll turn to stone
Turn
be gone

Without you there
For my eyes to behold
My life would be empty
My heart would grow old

If you take your love from me
I'll turn
the kind that loves for life
And your the kind that leaves
So I've been praying and I've been waiting
For some kind of peace
But you haven't phoned
left
I'd just sit in silence by myself
Turn this house into a jail
Dyin' slow in a livin' hell
But love's got a funny way of keepin' score
And your
me so very close to you
Turns me your slave

Come and do with me any little thing you want to
Anything baby, just let me get next to you
Am I
you

'Cause I'd rather die young
Than live my life without you
I rather not live at all
Than live my life without you

You know I've been in love