Lyrics:
anymore, I had to roam
But today there's just one place I wanna go
Bridle Road, Bridle Road
I couldn't bear to walk those streets I'd known
Had to break
Moving on, no abode
Through the day and night, bridle road
Turning from the thirsty day
Time is right to slip away
Cigano, it's a road
The chains from the bridle and the reins fell from my hands
An' the engines are idle and the ship sails on dry land
I stood there stupefied, I
The chains from the bridle and the reins fell from my hands
The engines are idle and the ship sails on dry land
I stood there stupefied, I thought
take the road to find the
Sun and watch the sea
September man is standing near to saddle up another
Year
And Autumn is his bridle
The man of new
like stone,
and a palace for one, could be more than a home.
I soon realized that the morning was gone,
and the road made of concrete was a long way
gotta keep it in motion I'm pavin that way like a bridle
Yea
Ain't been nobody who touched them a M in my Gen and I'm breaking that cycle
I keep runnin
thousands takes the road to watch the sea and find the sun
September man is standing near to saddle up and leave the year
And Autumn is his bridle
The man
would be fine
I see them now
Time out of time
Ramsey and Stanley and Neville
Were the names of the mules
Each wore a bridle encrusted with jewels
take the road and watch the sea and find the sun
September man is standing near to saddle up and lead the year
And Autumn is his bridle
The man
Brother, my cup is empty
And I haven't got a penny
For to buy no more whiskey
I have to go home
I am the captain of my pain
Tis the bit, the bridle
a penny
For to buy no more whiskey
I have to go home
I am the captain of my pain
Tis the bit, the bridle
The trashing cane
The stirrup, the harness
a penny
For to buy no more whiskey
I have to go home
I am the captain of my pain
Tis the bit, the bridle
The trashing cane
The stirrup, the harness
that win no faith;
The babbling tongue, if a bridle it find not, Oft for itself sings ill.
In mockery no one a man shall hold, Although he fare
me?
What do you want to do?
Are we leaving the city?
On the black road
Through the gold fields
While the fields are plowed
Towards what we are
a barfly's nose,
Back alabama roads, the Grand Wizard's robes, red as china,
Rubies, leather bridles, stirrups, red as sticky gooey syrup,
Red as cavier, mars,
Brother, my cup is empty
And I haven't got a penny
For to buy no more whiskey
I have to go home
I am the captain of my pain
Tis the bit, the bridle
a barfly's nose,
back alabama roads, the Grand Wizard's robes, red as china,
rubies, leather bridles, stirrups, red as sticky gooey syrup,
red as cavier, mars,
I'm suicidal, full of sorrow, in denial, dead tomorrow
Lost my bridle, souls to borrow, death to idol, always trouble
Walking down a road until I
Of lessons, depressions
Lord aid me in my escape
Can you take me away
Wide is the road they go, but Narrow is the way, 4 us to Enter in the strait gate it
Ride on the horse that passed your
Sight on the sire gets sought
Rain in the ocean i soaked in
Rode in on the road that's not
Rock it on the mountain i
So when my hands are idle don't point me toward no idol
Cause good judgment is vital, my words I gotta bridle
And violence it be tribal, and sometimes
tough, We drive a hard road full of cracks and potholes, Got grown feel like I know the same things that Pac know, Who do you believe in please don't give
bridle my tongue
For my younger brothers who wonder how it should be
My life an example of how It could be
Need a moment let me sip on this Chai Tea
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