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Don't be surprised by that effect, oh no

Hey, hey there sister 
What is holy in your life?
Hey, hey there brother 
What is sacred in your
Words and Music by Jackie Gouch?erris and Andrew Gouch?f it wasn't for the times that I was down
If it wasn't for the times that I was bound
For
This is how I learned it from a Time-Life Album in about 1958.

There's a little rosewood casket
Lying on a marble stand
And a packet of old love
Alaska
Music by: Andrew Winn
Lyrics by: Andrew Winn
Appears on: Seed

Welcome to the world of the northern hemisphere
Greet the winds of this
a legend in his own time

Somewhere round about 1934
He formed the group called the Texas Playboys
With the help of these original musicians
On this album
of lightning
Striking you down cause you're fronting
A dead leader can't tax your mind
Therefore he's not a threat to your personal time
All the lagging
remains
Two strangers on a train
With a carrier bag of cans
The only suitcase in his hands
He'll be drunk by journey's end
Before he reaches Stoke-on-Trent
a beat to fuck your crew up 
Just bring the band, by the way we got Jan 
On the drums, Andrew plucks the bass with his thumbs 
And Simon, like I
a beat to fuck your crew up 
Just bring the band, by the way we got Jan 
On the drums, Andrew plucks the bass with his thumbs 
And Simon, like I
cold world?
My phony homey had a baby by my old girl
But I ain't trippin', I'm a player, I ain't sweatin' him
I sex his sister, had her mumble like
her know this is how it goes
Say what's on your mind, now she knows
Some of y'all ladies need to check your man
For acting like a bitch every time he
to nothing,
That I had time for nothing,
Said I wasn't from the velars
Or the sellers by your gunman,
I can see the folks now he got what he had coming,
He was a famous trumpet man from out cChicago way
He had a boogie style that no one else could play
He was the top man at his craft
But then his
,
A little boy and girl,
And whoever took that picture
Captured our own world.

A brother needs a sister
To watch what he can do,
To protect
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the It's About Time album, and has also been released on the Country Classics album
enough
Even though at times it seemed
We were more like enemies
I'd do it all again
My sister, my friend

Oh, my sister, my friend.
was walking
By Brisbane Waters I chance to stray
I heard a convict his fait bewhaling
As on the sunny riverbank he lay

I am a native of Erin,
know there was another guy from Oklahoma.
I had every album he ever put out.
My older brother
Pake and my little sister Susie and me, we sang every
Father was working hard
Standing beneath the oak tree by the front door
You were inside baking bread
Sister came out and put her arms around me
Blood
she goes

Oh she wonders
how much there is to know
and how long its will take her
to reap what can be sown

Seven sisters sobbing by the shore
to pass....

Though men and minds and times will change still pinioned they by fers of growinkg old...though scalpeled hands will plumb the deepest corners none
Little brother's got a habit
That he thinks he's getting under control
And he's selling all our love and best wishes as the hunger grows
Living by
Priest was forced to take his album underground
And now he will no longer suffer
Reviewing this album, you gotta ask yourself why
Look at every song,
And the snakes came out the grass 

They don't realize I'm not confined 

Nor trapped by space and time 

I am a rebel, an overthrower 

Descendant
miss her
But I wouldn't forget cha
Get that bitch for every time he hit ya
He gone pay for what he did ya

MURDER!
Motherfuckin' murderer [Repeat x

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