Lyrics:
When sunset in the sky,
And flowers never die, yeas
And friends don't pass you by,
Because that's my home
Oh where the folks say howdedo.
In a shack by the sea, I'll sit back, sipping tea
Let my early retirement commence
Far from fools made of wax, I'll get down to brass tacks and relax
She was young and she was pretty a victim of a rich man's whim
When she met a wealthy gentleman Big Ben Colson and she had a child by him
Well he
There's a whole lotta people lookin' down their noses at me
Cause I didn't come from a wealthy family
There was ten of us livin' in a two room shack
mean it too, girl
Where mama's love is true
Because that's my home
I'm always welcomed back
No matter where I roam, always welcome
Just a little shack
I like Shake Shack,
I like MOMA,
And New Jersey's ripe aroma
The parade's when i see 'em and even the DMV
And the Brooklyn bridge by bike
Heck,
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
gave what I had to give, with forty-eight hours in Tel-Aviv
Seems these kids just wanna live and let live
So take my love and get your kicks with it
and prone to combustion
They fought like dogs in Spanish and made love in Russian
I wish Newberry and Buck White would drop on by the house tonight
in her shack by the sea
Nobody knows it and she never shows it
She's spreading her table for me
[Chorus]
Who is she seeing, how cruel she is
When the sunsets in the sky
And the flowers never die, yes
Friends don't pass you by
Cause that's my home
When the folks say how do you do
and my mate were back at the shack
We had Spike Jones on the box
She said, "I can't take the way he sings
But I love to hear him talk"
Now that just
and my mate were back at the shack
We had Spike Jones on the box
She said, "I can't take the way he sings
But I love to hear him talk"
Now that just
mean it too
Whereas mama's love is true
That's my home
I'm always welcome back
No matter where I roam
It's just a little shack
But to me, it's home
Anybody wan stress me fimile
Dj play me reminisce ibile
It's no love for the street guys
Some of our street guys live life like it sweet die
E fu mi ni
I remember, wasn't so long ago
We had a one room shack and the livin' was low
And my Mama by herself raised me and my bro
Wasn't easy, but we did it
I remember, wasn't so long ago
We had a one room shack and the livin' was low
And my mama by herself raised me and my bro
Wasn't easy, but we did
wind a whistlin' round my shack
Each night before I go to sleep down on my knees I pray
That the old north wind come a howlin' by and carry me away
settle down by the railroad track
And lead the life of Riley in a beaten down shack
And when I hear the whistle I can peep through the crack
And see
started pacing in anger by what they did to my brother
Why can't we live in a world where we all love one another
Why them crackers always thinking that
genesee
Pathetic, I know, but sometimes I still like to park on that street
And have lunch in the car just to feel close to you
I was once in love
the banter of a sycophant
Enlisted by Ulysses Grant to record at the Record Plant
Islamabad is on the nod, Havana at the riot squad
And if you want to be
I got a friend named Ramblin’ Jack
He’s got a face like a tumbled down shack
That’s been lived in too long to be torn down
He’s high on life
settle down by the railroad track
And lead the life of Riley in a beaten down shack
And when I hear the whistle I can peep through the crack
And see
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