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to the meadowlark?
How many miles till you break my heart?
Sometimes life is but a spark
And sometimes it's burning

I met you in the trailer
With the cowboy

It's October, at the beach, in the car
Tryna relive all the time that we lost
Skinny dippin', Ocean Isle in the fog
Only moonlight shows your face in

A broken down, ghost town, lost and disposed

Left turn on a dirt road
Covered by trees
No streetlights by nightfall
It's less than friendly
It took my early

don’t know what it is like
A ghost town in the dead days

I lost face as you pass by
You up the walls and you lost pace

Look to you and you turn away

lost Mary
Bad bitch, she thick as fuck, she look just like Halle Berry

Twin asked me what I'm on, I said I'm finna pop her cherry
So we sliding late

Never-ending thirst for data
Salvaged from the lost computer
Immaculate, verses scatter
We tackle and toss a loser off a pedestal created by actions

We're all looking for a Hail Mary
Don't you cry
Yeah you just gotta let me know
What time you need me by
Imagine if all of your problems
Could be

was from a bat.
Hail Mary Mallon: Hey, what's up dude, want a Sun Chip?!
Deepthroat: Fuck you, Hail Mary Mallon! FUCK YOU!
Hail Mary Mallon:

Ala berry
Ala berry and they really scary
I love berry and they call it Mary
I love berry and she bloody Mary
Bloody Mary up on the wall
What am I

Right beneath the tree
That huddles by the river
Where she lost the innocence
The curtain opens wide
When midnight says hello
And I decided to hide
Where

Jack Candy

The Walkabouts

New West Motel

1993

This is a story that I've prayed to tell X2
About the day they drove him from this town
About the day I lost: Jack Candy

I was walkin' up to Jack

American Way

Little River Band

Where We Started From

2001

I've seen God's children in trailer parks
Seen Caddies cruisin' for movie stars
A ruby saddle in a neon sky
And a southern town even time passed

Mary Mary’s little lamb is
One of three absorbed
My friend, you are the pecking order’s whore
Kshhht! Roger dodger
Camp of the squalid contra
The single

Bringing Mary Home

The Blue Dogs

Soul Dogfood

1999

years ago today, in a wreck just down the road
Our darling Mary lost her life, how we miss her so
Thank you for your trouble and the kindness you have

a brighter future laying out ahead of me
Go & gettin’ what I need by any means necessary
Boss attitude ain’t no quittin’ ‘til I’m legendary
Hail Mary, 4th

And none'll ever be set free
As long as Papa keeps a secret
In the lead-lined box
By the banks of the Enoree
Well Mamma said to Papa
"Go and get your gun
Mary

Check in my city you seeing lost souls
I see the King of Kings making a road
Devil get stomped by the heel of my toe
Prayer done killed all my spiritual

It was hot, 100 in the shade
When Mary got a note from this guy named Gabe
She don't remember getting pregnant but, she did
And by all accounts she

Over Here

Yelawolf

Trunk Muzik, Vol. 3

2019

trailer to the booth's alligator
And a high rise over the streets
Ran through the dirty South in cleats
Never lost touch, never got beat
Lot of rappers

Paid 90 for my grill and lost it, that's why I ain't smilin' (damn)
You got Sean, you got Hit, you got Grizz, Kash Dolla
Paint you red, throw you in

or sacred song meter
Just a sect of lost souls seeking to be saved
Found peace in the church of the concrete wave

Jojo, his father couldn't put down

Redundant. Pungent with failure
False accusations of sailors pirating trailers
Packed chock-full of plants that grow to be tailors
Trees sewing sleeves to be

I got a scar on my forehead
When I was three and I was sledding
Hit a trailer full speed coulda been dead
Lucky I was fine, same time, broke my

stomach looking lean
But No not me
Already stung by that bee
Was a prisoner of war
But now I'm free
Like a guy named Stacy
Got on with life
Got out