Lyrics:
A tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold
Once, amid the soft, silver sadness in the sky
There came a man of fortune, a drifter passing by
He wore
A tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold
Once, amid the soft, silver sadness in the sky
There came a man of fortune, a drifter passing by
He wore
it's true
Everything they said about the playboy too I'm $hort dog, ain't nothing nice I
Drink g-juice, wouldn't cut it with ice from the eastside,
A tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold
Once, amid the soft, silver sadness in the sky
There came a man of fortune, a drifter passing by
He wore
Everything they say about Playboy Too
I'm $hort Dog, ain't nothing nice
I drink g-juice and wouldn't cut it with ice
From the Eastside baby, Oakland town
a drifter passing through that little valley
See he had promised he was coming back to town (coming back to town)
They didn't know him by his face, or by
He said: It's not the way I would have planned it
But it's been a good ride just the same
He said: I never claimed to understand it
Just took my
John Roy was a boy I knew
Since he was 3 and I was 2
Grew up 2 little houses down from me
The only bad apples on our family tree
Kinda ripened
This is a song
About best friends
John Roy
Was a boy I knew
Since he was three
And I was two
Grew up two little houses
Down from me
The only
A tapestry to feel and see, impossible to hold.
Once, amid the soft, silver sadness in the sky,
There came a man of fortune, a drifter passing by.
He wore
night winds wail
Just an old hardtail
The old man was a drifter, he got raised by his sister
Now we all call him mister, cause he’s the prairie twister
and a man Like That
He must have a way of lovin'
That thrills me all the time
Gives me everything he's got
He must be just like a man (Just like a man)
Everything they say about Playboy Too
I'm $hort Dog, ain't nothing nice
I drink g-juice and wouldn't cut it with ice
From the Eastside baby, Oakland town
language was universal
Ran in the grocery store, spoke to Gabriel
He said, you have problems, here's a feezy from Israel
Ran back outside, just before I
They say gimme (they say gimme)
He got plenty, yeah (yeah)
Walk it down like Brady, gets better with time
Didn't have to reinvent the wheel, just
a sinner, I'm just tryna sin
Warm in the winter, and I'll be on my way
I'm just a drifter, in endless seas of whispers
I just need some shelter, give me
stop
He my little playboy, I'm drippin' honeydew
I got a sugar rush when he come through (ooh-oh)
Make my cookie crumble (mm), hope he don't fumble
I could tell you the story of a vagabond
A playboy of the western world
One day by chance he came upon
A fair young maid, a country girl
He
Everything they say about Playboy Too
I'm $hort Dog, ain't nothing nice
I drink g-juice and wouldn't cut it with ice
>From the Eastside baby, Oakland town
fights, that's over
Deuces to a legend, don't need no closure
RIP Playboy, Playboy, you gotta go
And he said, "You gotta good one, King, already know
a drifter I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
I'm just another heart in need of rescue
Waiting on love's sweet
said, "You used to cry, you used to get high,
But now you're scraping just to get by.
Once you were Jesus, you were the Son,
You were the Father, you
I could tell you the story of a vagabond
A playboy of the western world
One day by chance he came upon
A fair young maid, a country girl
He
mom is it okay if I go swimmin'
But when he saw his mistake he blushed and ran
I laughed and reached for her but she just stepped away
Through
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