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to straighten our posture

All dem.Crooked ass coppers
 All dem crooked ass doctors
In this crooked ass system
Made by some crooked ass mobsters 

So how the fuck

Ain't been no changes, whip banging and the head top blazing

Hop up on a melody and bleed from the heart

Yeah the boy still strapped with food for your

Ain't Talkin' [Alternate Version; Alternate Take; Previously Unreleased Track]

Bob Dylan

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 8: Tell Tale Signs - Rare and Unreleased 1989-2006

2008

still yearnin'
There'll be no mercy for you once you've lost

Now I'm all worn down by weeping
My eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry
If I

Ain't Talkin'

Bob Dylan

Modern Times

2006

still yearnin'
There'll be no mercy for you once you've lost

Now I'm all worn down by weeping
My eyes are filled with tears, my lips are dry
If I

Going down this lonesome road again
Don't know whats going around the bend
I used to have you by my side
Now I'm all alone
Watch the sunset listen

I spend my nights by my lonesome
Losing friends left and right since I've been on one
I'm living and learning crashing and burning all by my lonely

IN THE DAY
I GUESS THE GLAMOUR IS GONE
I SHOULD BE WRITING A SONG
THE BIG MASTERPIECE RECORD
A SOLID 7.5 ON PITCHFORK

CROOKED RAIN, CROOKED ROADS

still
I watched the crows fly round the ruins
Of Waller’s falling mill

And sometimes when I’m lonesome
I think of where I’m from
On Cuba Street, where

Paving the Highway With Tears

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger: 1949-1953

1989

I'm travelin' down the lonesome road of sorrow
Paving the highway with tears
Without your love I face a blue tomorrow
Paving the highway with

Z-Ro Lyrics

Mo City Don Lyrics

(*talking*)
Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I know y'all
Been waiting on this here, yeah shit
R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw,

heartaches by the number, hear that lonesome whistle blow 

I took the grand tour, lived the night life, saw the rose garden too 

found a good hearted woman

Yeah, I'm always here till closin' time.

I'm a Lonesome Fugitive:
(Liz Anderson - Casey Anderson)

Down every road there's always one more city
Thank you

Crooked Road and the Briar

Calexico

Even My Sure Things Fall Through

2001

Parties go a-searching down the crooked road a ways
Find old rufus there drunk and asleep
Fishing by the water must have killed our beloved daughter

the trails have changed the wind still blows yet not the same. Lonesome Valley lost highway take me where the water sings. through the night it's only

broken
Left me by my lonesome
Feeling oh so hopeless
Now I'm just out coasting
Feeling like I'm loco
Emotions in a chokehold
Always feeling like I'm so so

to see
Hold on to our love
To our love
And I feel so lonesome deep inside without you
And I'm still lying right there by your side
All about you
Innocence

grounded
This beat and some loud
Y'all can catch my fragrance down-wind
Bags by the ounce
Still can't wrap my head around shit
Kicked outta Dad's house
Now

scared tormented by shame 

There's no golden rule for people like me 
In shackles trying to break free 

Always alone, always alone 
On a lonesome road

that lonesome road

You know I packed up my suitcase and I, hit that lonesome
I moved on down the road

I been still trying to make it when the day

Mean Town Blues

Johnny Winter

Woodstock Diary [1994]

1994

that lonesome road

You know I packed up my suitcase and I, hit that lonesome
I moved on down the road

I been still trying to make it when the day

and time disguised
My reflection looks lonesome and undefined
Crooked eyes of judge's past
My name in their mouths never lasts

Still I continue to walk

Flatline...
But the pulse continues
Up and down
Like SIN wave
All the rhymes
That I gave
All the souls
That I save
All the roads
That I pave...
I, I,

and these hoes and the crooked ass white folks
I'm so tired, I'm so tired, I'm so tired, I'm so tired
I been out c'here on this road, making plays like give

Hello in There

Andrew Calhoun

Where Blue Meets Blue

1999

alone.

John and Linda live in Omaha.
Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war.
I still don't know what for, don't matter any