Lyrics:
Leave the spot bathed and kissed
By angels we made for this
Hip Hop we made of this
I don't want to have to say this shit
Again we made for this
that shot and he was caught out there
Saw the convertible driving by
I loaded up the slingshot, let one fly
He went for his to find he didn't have one
Bitch niggas fuckin' my body
Bring that fuckin' meth in here
Yo yo yo yo
Now we gonna drink some good night train
And yo, set it off
Champion gear that I
that you baby talk
Know by the way that you treat your man
I can love you, baby, till the night train
I don't want you wash my clothes
I don't
me, gonna tell it to you slow
Well pick up on what I'm sayin', "One monkey won't stop no show".
You can travel by bus
You can come by train
Travel
Found my love by the gaswork croft
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty old town
I heard
that shot and he was caught out there
Saw the convertible driving by
I loaded up the slingshot, let one fly
He went for his to find he didn't have one
never even called me by my name.
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings.
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride.
And you don't have to call
baby talk
Know by the way that you treat your man
I can love you, baby, till the night train
I don't want you wash my clothes
I don't want you
drive you insane
Like the clackity-clack of a railroad track
I'm rattlin' like an old freight train
Towns are flashin' by, the folks are wavin' "hi"
a railroad track, guess I'd a-been a train
Me and Louise Higginbotham used to chase across the yard
Back in 1947, that's when more than times were hard
up and closing in
And by the end, hell, I swear to god I couldn't swim
Like since when did all of this become so hard to walk around
I miss
to these tracks now
I can't seem to break it free
Baby your sweet lovin
Is like a slow train comin
Oh you think by now that I'd learned my lesson
But
On the road to hell there was a railroad track
Aw, come on!
And a train coming up from way down below
That was not six months!
Better go
like a train full of gasoline
Bonded by an emptiness
Shared sense of dull dead endedness
Our hands will find a knife to twist again
It's the way
Lets take a ride to the country
If ever there's a moment
Don't let it get by
Don't let it get by
Pulled each string one by one
Never married one
Seems we end up all the same
Just the memory of a name
All are strangers, all are strange
All are waiting on a train
It's so insane (it's so
Well down the Mississippi highway
Into New Orleans
I said everything is going ok
I got my hillbilly ride
And my gal by my side
And we're doing
'round mine
Defacing pictures of famous people
On the train
Standing by The Monument
Just waiting for the rain
In my wallet with your photobooth
the words I want to say, yeah
As a redness fills my cheeks
And so bless it all we meet
Eyes will have shy by the wayside
Still sittin' shy by
so jam to the bum-rush single
Long ago has been become now when you find out there's no break
In the rhythm
Black anima makes my stamina stand alone
jam to the bum rush single
Long ago has been become now when you find out there's no break
In the rhythm. Black anima makes my stamina stand alone
right back where I started then, so friend
Could I bum some matches, oh I need some matches
'Cause I've still got one old bridge I need to burn
Well
bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by
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