Lyrics:
the blues too
A couple hoes n boats too
I got a couple bands just chillin by the hamstring
Wake up in the mornin money by the bed stand
OG told me focus
Cross my heart and cross my eyes
One last breath before my time
This is it. I'm going in
Suicide by medicine
Now my heart and to my soul
I don't
If practice makes perfect, I'm J Cole's brother
Talent be my cousin, passion is my mother
Live in harmony by showin' love to one another
Spazzing
there too
And they'll smile and my blue soul
Will finally be rewarded
And turn into strong silver
Track ten: 'Til death we do art
I know this girl
With
Well
Cross my heart, honey, bless my soul
I said I don't know why
I'm coming off so strong
Make a move and come on over to me
Honey, love me tender
are marked by shame
I've lost my will to live
In the blues of yesterday
I can't change what has happened
Lord, I can't erase the memory
I need to find
rock and roll
Or that right down home country gold
I miss blues and soul
But not more than I miss being home
With one arm around my baby
And one
Oh lord
Yeah you even cry so loud,
You give the blues to your neighbour next door
Ever since you were five years old
I been a fool for you, little
Oh lord
Yeah you even cry so loud,
You give the blues to your neighbor next door
Ever since you were five years old
I been a fool for you, little
cried before
Oh lord
Yeah, you even cry so loud
You give the blues to your neighbour next door
Ever since you were five years old, baby
I been a fool
away
In our rat trap hotel by the freeway
And we slept-in Sundays
Your parents were anxious
Your cool was contagious
At the old school
You left
Sitting here singing in the same old roadside inn
G A7 D G
Well I'm singing the blues so cry in your beer
something sweet and pure
That tune goes on while the beat sounds sure
Oh if I could hum that old song today
I could chase my blues away
Kentucky in
there's a smooth operator just playing the game
Got the blue jeans, baby,
His hands in his pockets and the same old lines
Looking for a good time
Record man play my song on the radio
You too busy tryna find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I swear too much
Far across the blue waters
Lives an old German's daughter
By the banks of the old river Rhine
Where I loved her and left her
But I can't forget
Far across the blue waters
Lives an old German's daughter
By the banks of the old river Rhine
Where I loved her and left her
But I can't forget
problem
There's something deep inside me and I
Can't seem to resolve it
My worst days, man I just want to revolver
My best days I'm blinded by all this fog
lonesome
And it makes me wonder how the old folks are at home
Now the years have blown by me like the wind through the pines
But the song of the south
not by yourself
There's somebody else
Who's been there too
I know what you think
About the good 'ol
Red, White, and Blue
Your one of me
red and all the night's so blue
And then I'd go and spoil it all by saying
something stupid like I love you
The time is right
And when I'd go
Another one rides the bus
Another one rides the bus
Another comes on and another comes on
Another one rides the bus
Hey, he's gonna sit by you
Another one
crisp and clean
And the smell of coffee boiling, by a big old pot of beans
Chorus
So in my dreams I'm driving home, I can see my daddy's face
He's
high
You know the routine, freeze 'em like a drive-by
You know when I roll through I'm reppin' old school
Thought I told you, here let me show you, I
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