Lyrics:
I don't make no promises
I can't promise you the whole time
My will is pulling on a short line
Our days are numbered
I don't make no promises
I can't
Grandma's maiden name was Zona Villines
There's ninety years to tell about in a few short lines
Born in Newton County down in Arkansas
Then in
Grandma's maiden name was Zona Villines
There's ninety years to tell about in a few short lines
Born in Newton County down in Arkansas
Then in
could have it all in your hands
Life’s a short line, take your time before say goodbye
You’ve got the power to decide between shame or pride
All
(Yeah!) We donu0027t believe in the same shit
Son I got no qualms Iu0027ll go to war
Short lines on palms will show the score
Itu0027s King-Kong O Clock
but we're on time
Now it's a short line, it's all gonna be fine
Girl, slow it down
I think we grew up too fast
And it's a problem now
Cause I remember
line, is it our line. Blend the line. Erase the line. What's my line?
Long line, short line, curvy line, straight line, wide line, narrow line.
Dotted
matter on the goal line
A little matter a little might
A little matter on the short line
Night forget the night
Forget the night into the light
sleep
I'll write him a letter a few short lines
And suffer death ten thousand time
Kiedyś ktoś mi powiedział że szybko się skończę że gasnę w oczach
a short line to the end
We only limit our own story
Lives contort
We've bled the pen
Frozen solid
This is my shelter
I've learned to distance
This mask
it all, for you
If you didn't message
You're better
Off pretending
They'll never
Spell it out
For you
'Cause every single line
Falling short in
A fine lookin woman
Walked up to me yesterday.
She grabbed my palm,
Here's what she had to say.
Oooh you got a short life line.
Oooh you ain't got
I've seen it all, I've seen it before
Going to fall hard this time
I've been here before
And gave it my all
Still it fall, short of the line
Short
on the firing line
(Brother) keep on the firing line
Keep on the firing line
Time is getting short
Jesus coming soon
(Brother) keep on the firing line
as one
I go to the Clyde to mourn and weep,
But satisfied I never could sleep
I write you a letter
Just a few short lines
I'll suffer death ten
as one
I go to the Clyde to mourn and weep,
But satisfied I never could sleep
I write you a letter
Just a few short lines
I'll suffer death ten
as one
I go to the Clyde to mourn and weep,
But satisfied I never could sleep
I write you a letter
Just a few short lines
I'll suffer death ten
as one
I go to the Clyde to mourn and weep,
But satisfied I never could sleep
I write you a letter
Just a few short lines
I'll suffer death ten
love the ground, Whereon she stands.
I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep,
For satisfied, I ne'er can be,
I write her a letter, just a few short
the ground whereon she stands
I walk to the Clyde for to mourn and weep
But satisfied I never can sleep
I'll write her a letter, just a few short lines
of good times
This place always has the longest lines
Short on cash and short on life
Hold the door open and say goodbye
Have a good day why would I lie
cry
Hoping he's the last in line
Patience is in short supply
Looking after number nine
Now her children, they're all grown
There will be grandkids down
to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
For satisfied I never sleep
I write him letters just a few short lines
And I suffer death ten thousand times
Black is
Moved a memory to strip for tea and smoke
Driftwood blocking up the shore dam
Short dam liquid in the phone line
Driftwood clogging up the oil well
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