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this nigga that became part of my speech
And it sound good
Part of my childhood
MD 2020 smokin Black and mild woods
Bad influences I'm looking like we

or intruder?
The robin, swift or kingfisher?
Are you Simon? Are you Peter?
It's early, late September

The sky's grey love
The wood pigeon or the collared dove?

No longer are the days of my childhood
My priority nowadays is making sure my wife and my child good
Steppin' to me, I wish you would
Lord

No longer are the days of my childhood
My priority nowadays is making sure my wife and my child good
Steppin' to me, I wish you would
Lord

Becky baking biscuits
Grandpa Jessie chopping wood
If but one wish could be granted
I'd go back there if I could
I got up each early morning
Walked a mile

close to
The beautifully designed rosette
And I inhaled the fragrance of the living
Wood you know that wood never dies
I inhaled the fragrance of cedar

Canyons & Caverns

Shawn Mullins

The First Ten Years

1999

On a mantle made of oak wood
There's a photograph from my childhood
It was taken in the desert early light
I look a lot like a leprechaun
With

How it lingered everywhere 
Thru the night

I never understood 
Why the house it felt so warm
The winters of my childhood 
Cold and jaded

know me like
Boo
She's prolly like
Who
Anyone like 
You

Three kids and a wedding ring
Home early, peep the scene
Adultery on his porche 
His honour was

for me kids and me wife
But I never forget Di early days
Cus dat done pave Di way
Dat why mi have fi thank Jah for life.

Im Feeling Good 
Jumping a mi

Memory takes me back a way
To an early childhood day
Where I stood in a little wood
The day was fated

I remember oh so well
Trolling in the dusty