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a goldminer (goldminer)
'Cause he never took a shovel or a pick 
He only took a little box of candy (candy)
And disappeared in Sam Hill mighty quick

We
All whistling Sam's Song
Everyone you see will soon agree that it's a grand song
So forget your troubles and wear a smile
You'll find you never go
All whistling Sam's Song
Everyone you see will soon agree that it's a grand song
So forget your troubles and wear a smile
You'll find you never go
a goldminer (goldminer)
'Cause he never took a shovel or a pick 
He only took a little box of candy (candy)
And disappeared in Sam Hill mighty quick

We
understand, 
Why don't you send my dog home Uncle Sam? 

And 'though no more he'll lead me as he did in days of yore, 
He'll never be a blind boy's pal no
knows how to work the brakes,
But Uncle Sam's on Mars

Uncle Sam's on Mars, Uncle Sam's on Mars, Uncle Sam's on
Mars, he's on Mars

Layers of smoke in
to come
It's dumb to think that you'll overcome
This kind of behaviour can never be ensured
But can it ever be cured?

I am the Son of Sam
I am
Italian friend we have reached the end
DM) We just don't seem to blend
DM) Sam, let's compromise
SD) Oh, I hear what you say but by that do you mean that
Italian friend we have reached the end
DM) We just don't seem to blend
DM) Sam, let's compromise
SD) Oh, I hear what you say but by that do you mean that
Carsmile Smith he`s the Old One 
Dontcha you know that he`s the Good One 
Dontcha, dontcha 
Bessy stood by the side of the grave 
Like a woman
Thank you Muddy 
For the sounds you made 
Thank you, Sam, thank you, Otis 
Thank you, Muddy 
For the times we shared 
And they carry on 

I saw
In order to be free we must teach.
We just turn the key to unlock your...



From Uncle Sam Sham
From Uncle Sam Sham


From Uncle Sam Sham

Unlock your
Break the fall?

Goddamn, I might be the son of Sam.
The only child of a holy man.
I stand alone for all to see,
'Cause they ain't never seen a war
Carsmile Smith, he's the old one
 Don't you know, that he's a good one?
 don't cha, don't chat?
 (2 X)
 Bessie stood by the side of the grave
know you
I never met you
Can I call you Sam
Did you have a son
A daughter with a little one
I might go and thank Sam you're the best that we have

You
I don't know you
I never met you
For laughs I'll call you Sam
You were the son
Of Mrs. Someone
I hope she understands

Sam you were all that
Oh you tell me that you love me yes you tell me that you care
That tomorrow we'll be married but tomorrow's never there
No tomorrow never comes no
Italian friend we have reached the end
DM) We just don't seem to blend
DM) Sam, let's compromise
SD) Oh, I hear what you say but by that do you mean that
Lash LaRue and Randolph Scott
Beneath the Western skies.

We laid poor Sam upon the sand
And we lifted up his head.
We listened close to hear the words
impressed by the rest, so stop guessing
What’s next on my agenda
Cause you might be gone til November
Chill, Sam

Everybody got they own Sam
Sam sells
Italian friend we have reached the end
DM) We just don't seem to blend
DM) Sam, let's compromise
SD) Oh, I hear what you say but by that do you mean that
Universal Eyes 
Red Eyes 
White Eyes 
Black Eyes 

Oh, oh, why you wanna give me a black eye 
I'm not the best man in this world, but I know
never came back,
Though we waited for six days or more
Oh, there's one thing I know, I will go down below,
If we meet on that beautiful shore
Sam (Dre):
(I heard Sam was going solo) God damn, you didn't know so,
well I can blast fast so freak an ill type of slow flow.
I'm hitting harder
get rep to it 
You get  by on record but you wack on stage 
So I'm  blowing you up  throwing hand grenades 

[Parrish Smith] 
That's why we roll