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home oh from the party And the good folks just got up Crooked delegation wants a big donation Send some old jive preacher to the holy land Lord honey,
rolling 'round with these reptiles Dropouts, stepchilds Who got no love for they old folks And try to rob tourists at Wet 'n Wilds And that's wild very few
Country fried, baptized in gravy I can't wash off what the good Lord made ya No matter how far that highway goes An old dirt road'll get you home
The old folks don't talk much They talk so slowly when they do They are rich, they are poor Their illusions are gone, they share one heart for two
take me home I say bye to my folks as I pack my clothes Mama don't cry, I was born to go You gon' see my name in the big city lights And daddy, you
on Ventura where the homie Hughlan lived Knew that we would do it big fresh up out the foster home When the city take you in you know you really got a home I
The old folks don't talk much They talk so slowly when they do They are rich they are poor Their illusions are gone They share one heart for two
Wearing white clothes, God bless Nas' mother I said we all coming home God's sons and God's daughters We all got a place (Yes) And if you feel forgotten,
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
Hold on now, don't die now, be strong now He said, I was born a crack baby In a plastic bag in the alley Raised in a foster home With no mother
a creature, man, I swear that shit a monster We gon' off his mama, now that nigga is a foster Fuckin with my team, put her on a roster Feds askin' questions, I
The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home 'Tis summer, the folks here are gay The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom While the birds
cars like I applied for Nascar Cut off everything old just like my Last broad They ain't got to see it believe Money gone talk And once they pass me
painted All those memories locked in my head Will never be faded It was middle of night when I was watching my home get raided Foster care treated me like
house, it's straight up the road And I was the man of the house, the oldest So my shoulders carried the weight of the load Then Nate got taken away by
Then Nate got taken away by the state at eight years old And that's when I realized you were sick and it wasn't fixable or changeable And to this day
home, For the old Kentucky home far away. They hunt no more for the 'possum and the coon, On meadow, the hill and the shore, They sing no more by
by the Swanee. The folks up north will see me no more When I get to that Swanee shore. (whistling) I miss the old folks at home. Swanee, how I
there by the name of William Brown. I served my master faithfully for seven long years or more Till I shipped aboard The Ocean Queen belonging to Tramore.
it ain't easy) Ask my folks, just ask my folks And I won't blame it on the rain (Don't blame it on the rain) I can make it through the pain
I can always see Some anvil carrying me And when momentum gains It takes me on its way For the orphan's got another home And the old man's got
love you My dear old Swanee! I'd give the world to be among the folks in D-I-X-I Even now my mammy's waiting for me Praying for me, down by
love you My dear old Swanee! I'd give the world to be among the folks in D-I-X-I Even now my mammy's waiting for me Praying for me, down by
by the Swanee. The folks up north will see me no more When I get to that Swanee shore. (whistling) I miss the old folks at home. Swanee, how I
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