Lyrics:
They give him his orders at Monroe, Virginia
Sayin', "Steve, you're way behind time
This is not 38, but it's Old 97
You must put her in Spencer
those old time stars
Through wars of worlds invaded by Mars
You made 'em laugh, you made 'em cry
You made us feel like we could fly
So don't become
And a pair of every kind of creature
Walkin' in the land
And the people mocked
And they made fun
But old Noah worked till it was done
'Cause he was
to die by myself. Down in old Mexico
It's just the border you know
their mind.
Some people had lots of fun, so many of them lost their mind.
Some people went to the big house, just to serve a long, long time.
Old year
to the old rugged cross
I believe that this life with its great mysteries
Surely someday will come to an end
Oh, but faith will conquer the darkness
It's I would be your bride,
But I fear of my father
Some danger might betide.
Then he pulled out sword and pistol
And hung them by his side
Swore he
Good mornin' blues, where have you been so long?
Good mornin' blues, where have you been so long?
I just stopped by to leave you enough of worries
on and pretty soon
An old man with a comb-over had sold us the moon
We stayed tuned in, now here we are
Reality killed by a reality star
I got the talking
the strongest man that ever lived on earth
One day while Samson was walking along
He looked down on a the ground and saw an old jaw bone
He stretched out his
Well the west end now
The west end then
Went by the other day
Just to see my friend
His house was dark
His socks were thin
I told him let's
a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta
Grew up in the ghetto, raised by
Old pirates, yes, they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ship
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit
But my hand was made strong
By the hand
going down a road I've
Never been down before
I need to know if you'll go with me, people
I remember us walkin'
Down an old dirt road i remember
Down by
Toby, one for the gentleman!
Hear the birdies cheeping
Helps to keep it cheery
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
God, that's good!
What's your
a plan B if your trap phone startin' to get cold
If somethin' happen to your plug and your bills startin' to get old (damn)
Fourteen, just lead by
I'm waiting for the boys to bring the truck in
They should've been here by now
It's way past 4:20 and I'm sitting waiting
For the boys to come get
Oh just because I asked a friend about her
Just because I spoke her name somewhere
Just because I rang her number by mistake today
You know she
somethin', they want it the old way (yeah)
Comin' down the block, the windows is so hazy (yeah)
Never said, "I can't," my nigga, there's no way (no way)
together since like '02 (for real)
But lately you been actin' so new it's like I don't even know you
I miss the old you (on God)
You know who was in
Leave your name with the girl
Less avant-garde-
Leave your name with the girl
Just write a plain old melodee-dee-dee-dee-dee-dee
Law man--I'm afraid you just walked in here at the wrong time
My old man's gun has never been fired
But there's a first time & this could be
This
Busted doors and broken women hang out in the street
Faces unfamiliar turn to stare and not to greet
And the old cafe door's permanently closed, no
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ride, ride 'em Jewboy
Ride 'em all around the old corral
I'm, I'm with you boy
If I've got
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