Lyrics:
now
To the good old Lord
"I'ma make it some day some how" what you telling yourself
But you ain't focused on whats important: mentality, health
'cause that old bird's dead
Now, cousin Clifford, he got the good land
Right on the highway out by Air Base road
Looks like a Wal-Mart waiting to happen
I
He was raised on a tractor
In overalls and boots
Been to college and then law
School since leaving his roots
Came home in a Lexus, he left in a Ford
old days
The good old days
Oh, I remember it well
So many stories to tell
Of the good old days
The good old days
We woke up by the morning sun
Threw
night
I'm lookin' at you now
Finding answers to my prayers
It's a new day for those good old dreams
One by one it seems they're comin' true
Here's
night
I'm lookin' at you now
Finding answers to my prayers
It's a new day for those good old dreams
One by one it seems they're comin' true
Here's
fighting that fight up there in his head
Ain't a day goes by he don't wonder why
Why it wasn't me instead
It could've been me instead
Oh, that's a man
fighting that fight up there in his head
Ain't a day goes by he don't wonder why
Why it wasn't me instead
It could've been me instead
Oh, that's a man
old days
Living the good old days
Ever long, ever long
Living the good old days
Living the good old days
Ever long, ever long
In this new age
I know
of Europe!"
He just shook his head and said,
OLD MAN: Nope!
ADAM: No one will ever leave me again,
To make sure,
Put on the 3 ft. fucking rope-a.
Present-day
These golden sunsets sinkin' down
In hunter green
On the edge of the country scene
Those lights are too bright down there, man
For a good old boy
to my favorite spot
The one down by the greens
I'm drivin in my big old truck
The best she's ever been
Got my babes in the back
My beer up front and my
night
I'm lookin' at you now
Finding answers to my prayers
It's a new day for those good old dreams
One by one it seems they're comin' true
Here's
night
I'm lookin' at you now
Finding answers to my prayers
It's a new day for those good old dreams
One by one it seems they're comin' true
Here's
explained, how the work would go. Shaine was good to go (ready for the delivery job at 5am every day). It was a boring start to work for Shaine (sometimes she
remember
Remember forever
Thinking back
You can almost
See that place
That you'd rather be
What the good old days were to me
Me and my dad fishing by
Gaster
God
It's a rapture
Can't catch up
Main squeeze no bachelor
Good day is Old Bay and cheese grits
And I don't need a big thing on my wrist
I'm tryna
a good-timin', blue-collar, son-of-a-gun
I like monster trucks, tractor pulls, country fairs,
Huntin' and fishin' and ice cold beer.
That's the way I'm gonna
know what you mean (oh no)
You can whistle
You can sing and scream and shout
Try it for a day and I
Still wont know what youre about
My tractor broke
Bring Back That Old School
(written and produced by Ray C. Robinson, Jr.)
INTRO
Old School, It Was A Day In Time
Just Sit Back, Let's Take An Old
a'said
Just cause that old bird's dead
Now cousin Clifford
He got the good land
Right on the highway out by Air Base road
Looks like a Wal-Mart
of the curve of her body was flawless
From pretty white teeth to her shiny blond hair
One day, as she stood by the road leading westward
In blue jeans
the glimmer of the moon,
On the bench by that old cabin door;
The day goes by like a shadow o'er the heart,
With sorrow where all was delight;
The time has
to sleep
Searching for the perfect line
So here's to the good old days, baby, one more time
I remember Jimmy saying: if he had two blues and a beer
He
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