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his head for snatchin Reeboks
Cut the dreadlocks, son, I rock the bald Caeser
Allow God to slip through the shit more easier
Police pulsated that
I looked out on the ocean
Lord, it was deep and wide
Well, my baby's gone
And I can't go on
So I hung my little head and cried
[Chorus]
hung my head down and I cried
But we quarled and now we're through my little darlin'
And you know you caused it all by telling lies.
We were happy, oh,
isn’t sage enough. You must consult someone even more sager: my fahjah, or at least the man I wish was my fahjah.
UNCLE WALTER:
Dine Sore flared his
And I'm waiting for you to come by
I saw your heart inside another guy so I
Hung my head and cried
You've got the grace of a tiger
The eyes of a liar
guess
I had a gift, Hawaiian so potent zoning off bong rips
I painted houses all summer, they paid by the shift
My boss was an enterprising white kid,
of stars.
You whispered my name and I saw you
Descending to me from on high.
I had fallen asleep and was dreaming,
Then awoke, hung my troubled head
a little bird like me
Fly down, fly down oh parrot, she cried
And light on my right knee
The doors to your cage shall be decked with gold
And hung
Oh, me and my cousin, one Arthur McBride
As we went a walking down by the seaside
Now, mark what followed and what did betide
For it being
So many years I cried ‘cause my soul denied
That He would save a wretch like me
So full of gloom and dread that I hung my head
I wouldn't claim
enough
Then I got reckless and neglected you
I wanted my dinner and my breakfast too
I was on my solo shit while you was fallin'
Heels over head
See the train rolled by
Train rolls by with a woman I love
And I hung my head and cried
More pretty girls than one
More pretty girls than one
Every
A slight gust of wind blew over my head
And the candles were no longer burning when I glanced back up at the window
The street seemed even quieter now
I took
See the train rolled by
Train rolls by with a woman I love
And I hung my head and cried
More pretty girls than one
More pretty girls than one
Every
timing
Nevermind me i'm just vibing
GeTO GEk beats bumping through my I.V.
Apparel by Jimi Hack and that's Jimmie Hackley
And you can say what you want
Lonesome Road Blues
I walked on down that lonesome line
Hung my head and I cried
I wept and I cried under a willow tree
Out by the deep blue
a fly-by
It is I, mindin' my own mind
Father time be the boss cOMES AT A COST
He aint never lost fAME IS FAKE
CAUSE IT FADES pop the fame bubble
Cause he
Peter Piper picked a pepper in the soil of my town
I pick four hard individuals riddle me now
Everybody bob your head and rock with me
I'm game spittn it
And I ain't gonna think about trouble anymore
Well now, this old world sometimes it does get lonesome
And it's many a grown man has hung his head
You don't take time to listen to my side
Just know when he's gone I'll be by your side
Last night you cried and I could hear you cry
Asking myself
hung my head and cried myself to sleep
So leave me here, alone in misery
I knew you would have to leave
So finally prepared, as much as I can be
I
flames cried
I'm not a witch God knows my name
The knight he watched with fear
He needed to know
He ran where he might feel God's breath
And in
is you instead."
"Oh I'm as good as dead," cried Reilly,
"It's only you that he does crave
And my skin will surely crawl if he touches you at all.
Get
the railroad line
hear the train go by
the train drove by with the woman i love
hung down my head and cried
look down across that sea
see the breakers
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