Lyrics:
wings,
Owner without things,
Sharpshooter
without rings around you.
The road we used to ride,
Together side by side
Has flowers pushing
through the dotted
there's not much I can do
When you're hangin' by a thread
And I'm hangin' on to you
[Chorus]
Baby we can fall apart
Or we can fall together
It's a long,
a jukebox and a barstool
And my new home has a flashing neon sign
Stop by and see me anytime you want to
Cause I'm always here at home till closin' time.
Seems like our love is on the road to nowhere fast
All my life I thought a love like this would last
But every road can hide a corner we can't see
I
Down a dirt strip where we'd dump the trash off of Thigpen Road
I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals
Smiling like a hero that
and the
Ballystockart road.
With boffyflow and spike
I said I could describe the leaves for samuel and felicity
Rich, red browney, half burnt orange and green.
Didn't I
smiled when she went by,
and he has road rage and he said look at that Big Fat Bitch
So I grabbed my little travel guitar out of the back and went
Big
and the
Ballystockart Road.
With Boffyflow and Spike
I said I could describe the leaves for Samuel and Felicity
Rich, red browney, half burnt orange and green.
Didn't I
So we sat down by the fire
like road trip fucking Mayas
said that Time'll wash it all over
like water over a stone.
And the stars were blinking
Just know that I am not cheap
On the road to riches
Tappin' my horn, so watch for the beep
Rippin' this shit to pieces
No, I will not look out for
a long line
Two hoes in the bed, it's hard to wake up on the wrong side
Few bumps in the road, a little bump and grind I don't mind
Please know, for
a fantasy land
I just keep 'em on the road so they can pay the money man
I'll be long gone before they understand
My promises are strong like a road made
not a plaything
Not a toy, or a puppet on a string
As I look back on a love so sweet
I cry like a baby
Oh, every road is a lonely street
I cry like
know you're walkin' down a lonesome road
And your heart is carryin' a heavy load
I know you feel like you ain't got a friend (ain't got a friend)
Oh,
We're pilgrims on the journey
Of the narrow road,
And those who've gone before us
Line the way.
Cheering on the faithful,
Encouraging the weary,
(And the road becomes my bride)
And the road becomes my bride
I have stripped of all but pride
So in her I do confide
And she keeps me satisfied
tracks by a bullet from a lawman's gun
Oh, you can't rest a minute when you're livin' life on the run
Here we go
The white lines on the road, that's
We'll walk the road of life together day by day
And I will love you every step of the way
The road may wind beneath the sky of blue or gray
But I
what she don't wanna know
She tell me be quiet and ride me slow, like they got bumps in the road (hush, hush)
Look, what you don't know won't hurt ya
The closer that you get
The closer that you get to me
That's just a road that gon' hurt you
Hurt you
I know I said some shit
I know I said some
Our romance won't end on a sorrowful note
Though by tomorrow you're gone
The song is ended
But as the songwriter wrote
The melody lingers on
They may
thumb tryin'
To make it to El Paso
Cause tonight I play at the cabarete they
Done told it on the radio
To a country singer it's a lonesome road
With time
without a fight
I'm prone to existing alone
Laying in the road, missing calls on my phone
Eyes like stone, I adjust to the cold
I'm a lost dog tryna find my
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
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