Lyrics:
I went down to the railroad yard, watch that train come by,
Knew the train would roll that day, but I did not know what time.
I did not know what
Old man down
Way down, down, down by the docks of the city
Blind and dirty
Asked me for a dime, a dime for a cup of coffee
I got no dime but I
The switch-man wave his lantern goodbye and good day as we went roling through
Billboards and truck stops pass by the grievous angel
And now I know just what I
'Cause our misunderstanding
Is too well understood
Such a sad, sad season
When a good love dies.
Not a day goes by
When I don't realize
I've
By Robin Williamson
Scotland O where I was born
And happy I have been
It is days come months come long years
Since my home I have seen
All over
It's like
You know
She asked me she was like
You know you can do it
It just hard to stay focused on you know
Cuz it's
One day at a time the only way
falling down, and the chimney pipe is leaking
as the days go by it's getting hard to remember what I was seeking
sometimes I can work all day, like I'm in
heavenly sound
Of that old time religion that’s good for me
Little children singing ‘round the sycamore tree
As we count our blessings beneath that southern
good old days and went in pub
i met a few bendas saying me wussup
I said I ain't here for you I won't choping it up
Only Lord knows how many folks we
to the old days
You gone make me go back to my old ways
My niggas be packing that always
I keep me a strap and a throw away
We loading the choppa and letting
just be enough.
So I’m tearing out old pictures from the good old days.
The only way to remember a life so free of pain.
But the photographs remind me
Come into the back and take your time and have a good look
Old man laughs with flowers in his hair
Newspaper headline "Midde East Deadline"
Jazz
As a young boy I helped the old man
Workin' in the fields
And everyday, we hauled the hay
To the rollin' of the wheels
'Til one day the tractor laid
The old
[LUPE FIASCO: TALKING]
Uh, what up y'all!
Soundtrack what's popping baby?
Y'all ain't know, I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco
Representing that first
him home to his wife
Sarah Jane
Sarah Jane
Be a mama to the boy from the train
Five days old with a hand that could hold in a grip around your
of nightmares
And when they open
This all might be composed
There's no goin' back to the good old days
It's just a favoring and some new light
Archaism is
of nightmares
And when they open
This all might be composed
There's no goin' back to the good old days
It's just a favoring and some new light
Archaism is
doin good I just jizzed my clothes
I’m feeling old these kiddies bold
Saying they already won but I beat the race years ago
I need my bros I need my foes
you in the middle of a field getting attacked by old yeller
And it's gets better blow torch block of cheddar
And some field mice they'll love
still act like kids, talking bout the things we did
In the good old days
And for those that didn't see you every day
Seems a friend like you is never
of old
But I will pay for it every day
Torn like a ragged doll
I did my part
To try and save you all
Didn't think you deserve to be slaves
So I gave you
on Netflix and Blueray
Wrapped in mi duvet
Throw it in the trash
Get that bag it's a new day
It's a new day!
Begin
The old is ending
Happy birthday to me
beliefs I'm locking in
So who am I
I don't know
It's hard to tell
When days, they come and go
Will life pass me by
I can't tell you why
It feels harder
another started fighting so I ran up and I swung
A gun pointed at my face and now I'm getting jumped by five
Getting kicked into some rocks, thank God I'm
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