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Why Lady Why (Gary Morris) · Why Oh Why (ATC) · Why Lady Why (Gary Morris) · Why Why (Shannon) · Garth Brooks (Garth Brooks) · The Collection: Brooks & Dunn/Hard Workin' Man (Brooks & Dunn) · A Tribute to Garth Brooks [Cleopatra] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The World's Greatest Garth Brooks Tribute (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Garth Brooks (Garth Brooks) · Mr. Brooks...A Better Tomorrow (Mavado) – and 90 other albums »


where did it go?
What happened to my folks?
Beauty bought by empty core
Loving what you're done
I can't understand, why we come home sweat
And place
Rook, rook, gaze in the brook
If there's a secret, can I be part of it?
Crow, crow, before I'll let go
Say, is that my name on the bell?

Soar up
Rook, rook, gaze in the brook
If there's a secret, can I be part of it?
Crow, crow, before I'll let go
Say, is that my name on the bell?

Soar up
lady loves to dance in my dreams! 
 
She loves a carousel, a roll-why coaster ride 
A party or a picnic by the ocean-side! 
An' like a laughin' brook
fucked by Hogan's Heroes
Eenie meanie miney mo you took your shot you missed
I wasn't a good boy this year I'm not on Santa's list
I gave your girl some
Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT
Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH
I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta
Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh
I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook
that Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brook
Uh, uhh, uh huh, uh uhh, uh uhh
Uh huh, uhh

Yo, career crook, nobody rap Brooklyn like me
Jigga-Man, Volume 3, I'm
I was staring a hole through CMT
Watchin' everybody else who'd been waitin' for me
I thought by now I'd been a household name
After all I had, if
Rook, Rook Gaze in the brook 
If there's a secret can I be part of it? 
Crow, Crow Before I'll let go, say is that my name on the bell? 
Soar up high,
Sat here by this stony brook until the Grey day turned to dust
When up swam a fish with a children's book thought that I was lost
He was on his way
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

Outside the Nashville city limits
A friend and I did drive,
On a day in early winter
I was glad to be alive.
We went
comin', ya heard?
M.O.P. (c'mon, uh) 
Big motherfuckin' Punisher
What'cha gon' do?
Uh Terror Squad (yeah)
Bronx, Brook-lawn collabo'
Yo, yo, yo
Ya
(Tiffany, J. Brooks, T. Feehan)

I don't like the way I feel
But I don't understand
Why I hide the things I do
And I don't care who's wrong or right
when I think of that plinkety plink
I see a fish swimming by in a school
Hey maybe this tub is
"McElligot's Pool"!

This might be a pool,
Like I've
Garth Brooks,
Keep it off the hook,
Make the world feel the touch,
Y'all doin' too much,
Sayin' y'all can see us,
Its like this hear,
I rock a party
(Get 'em out ya way pa)
(Get 'em out ya way pa, move, move, move)

[U-God]
I'm seduced by the chrome, it's a ruthless poem
It took a little time
the Gods in vein!

Not knowin the seriousness of this and why I came
To Earth, feet first
I dare you lion tame to the beat of the drum
No questionin
at myself
And ask myself why I got a thread
A thread that I'm holding on for sandy
My minds taking things that are going on
Close to the soul
- freaky women!
PICK UP - ghetto women!
PICK UP - classy women!
Gilla House in this bitch and we - GET 'EM!
Y'all know y'all can't fuck with us! GET
Why is everything I love the most, so wrong for me?
And everything I’m holding close, is so far away from me?
They don’t want me to love it, they
the Gods in vein!
Not knowin' the seriousness of this and why I came
To Earth, feet first
I dare you lion tame to the beat of the drum
No questionin'
Garth Brooks,
Keep it off the hook,
Make the world feel the touch,
Y'all doin' too much,
Sayin' y'all can see us,
Its like this hear,
I rock a party
buyin' out Cris', pour us a little bit
I told y'all that my borough is thorough
I know niggaz that'll clap you up and bury the metal
Same day, still in
tired
Desired, that was the beauty I admired
Out by the 41 Brook, no joke
Can I have a toke, finally, she smiled and smoked
Gave the girl my number,
[Chorus]
We talk shit, cause we are the shit
Never looked back since we started it
When y'all want heat we provide it, ride it
'Til the wheels