Lyrics:
the transient
Transport homes for the transient
And then I found where the old pervert conducts his business
Leave it be, leave it be
Yellow teeth, yellow eyes,
in this old building, yo and my soul
Has got to move
I've got another building
A building not made by man's hands
This old building keeps
from dreaming...
Then I woke up from dreaming
OLD BRUSH ARBORS
(Darrell Edwards - G. Ardis)
« © '66 Glad Music »
(Old Brush Arbors by
the children singing
My Daddy's coming home
Going down to old Woodstock
Feel the cool night breeze
Going down to old Woodstock
Going down to give my baby
could have been my buddy
But instead he's a crazy old fuck
And, once again, I go to sleep in my eternal home
The back of the pick-up truck
at the door,
Then my old Kentucky home, good night!
[Chorus]
Weep no more, my lady,
Oh weep no more today!
We will sing one song for the old Kentucky
Oh, the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home
'Tis summer, the old folks are gay
Where the corn top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom
While
the flame still burns
Why can't I get over?
And when will I ever learn?
Old love, leave me alone
Old love, go on home
Just go home
I can see your
the flame still burns
Why can't I get over?
And when will I ever learn?
Old love, leave me alone
Old love, go on home
Just go home
I can see your
leanin' hella hard goin' by in the car
Do the old school, do the old school
I'm from the old school, do the old school
Old school, do the old school
ears have ever known
Just an old fashioned feeling in my bones
Country comforts and the road that's going home
Down at the mill they've got a new
my old Kentucky home, good night
Weep no more my lady, oh! weep no more today
We'll sing one song for the old Kentucky home
For the old Kentucky home
Well the children come back to see the old home-place
They don't see a thing that they like
The old well out back with its cool clear water don't
this wall of hurt
And a feeling so hard to get by
And we cut to ending...
I'm on my way home to you
That lucky old sun will shine again
On my way home
The sun shines bright
On my old Kentucky home
It's summer and everyone's gay
The corn top's ripe and the meadow's are in bloom
While the birds
j cruise wit' the 2's
To fix the damn fools dat think I'm slippin' wit' my juice
Breakin old habits so hard to do
Das why you see me on the same
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
the old man
And drink it with him till I can't stand
Never been so lonely when I get home
I'm gonna hit up all the homies
And then we'll get stoned
See my
the damn fools dat think im slippin wit my juice
breakin old habits so hard to do
das y u see me on the same block wit the same crew
n everybody sitting fat
the rat race
And these days that's a special way of life
Down home, where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down home, a man's good word
surrounded her birth.
She was taken home by her father who had negative intentions towards her (he actually wanted her dead so he could have all that was
Yes, that was my old man
My old man was a proud old man
At home on the foundry floor
Until the day they laid him off
And showed him to the door
Sorry if I can't get to the phone right now I was probably running home
Don't lose you're faith in me I'll keep my promises
If I said I'm gonna be there,
In my dear old southern home
I was just as happy as could be
Where the mocking birds sing at
Night when they rest
In that dear old sunny south by
.jpg/220px-Take_Me_Home_(PC).jpg "if u take me home.")
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