Lyrics:
be filled
And a life should be lived
In the piney wood hills
I'll return to the woodlands
I'll return to the snow
I'll return to the hills
filled
and a life should be lived
in the piney wood hills
I'll return to the woodlands
I'll return to the snow
I'll return to the hills
and the valley
and ride with me
I know a place to hide a body mane, what about you
Deep off in the piney woods, ain't got no clue
Bodies in my trunk mane, I gotta go
Cause
Memories of East Texas
And piney green rolling hills
Covered in the springtime
With golden daffodils
Rowing on Sandy Lake come April
Harvesting
the piney woods
Where the ocean meets the land
And it's hey-ho, steady as you go
Sing for the love of the land
Hey-ho, blessed is the home
Born
That old Turpentine Trail
Runs along the southern ridge
Passing by the piney wood
And swings down to Owl Creek Bridge
Where stood a man
Whose
Oooooh-oo-woah
Oooooh
Oooooh-oo-woah
Glory glory, Hallelujah
Allah Allah, thank you kindly
I be on my piney piney
But I still got love inside me
Hater, you can try
a child gets away with
“Well, I mighta,” he said,
“But I done it for her and for you.
Piney Finn cut me in
On the start of a surefire investment
That five
Natchez
Through the piney woods and hard red clay
I felt my heart was so heavy
The land lay open
The sky was so high
Sadness drifted through
You had to say
Rare diamond piney scent, the thumbnail of your figure
Peeking over a grassy expanse
Thin fingered quiet picking strings your sights for Tennessee
her in the piney woods
Before you come around for a second look
Corn and copper, whiskey and water
My my my what a lovely daughter
I will hide her
feller,
Said it was en-gine trouble.
Way up yonder on a mountain curve,
It's way up yonder in the piney wood,
An' I give that rollin' Ford a shove,
An' I's
on 18th and vine
I shook hands with Piney Brown
An' I could hardly keep from cryin'
Now come to me baby
I want to tell why I'm in love with you
Fredonia lawmen dogging your ass
Hiding out in a piney wood. Robbing banks won't do you no good
Treetop Slim and Billy Lowgrass Texas lawmen closing in
on 18th and vine
I shook hands with Piney Brown
An' I could hardly keep from cryin'
Now come to me baby
I want to tell why I'm in love with you
feller,
Said it was en-gine trouble.
Way up yonder on a mountain curve,
It's way up yonder in the piney wood,
An' I give that rollin' Ford a shove,
An' I's
husband
Saturday night in Hickman County
Down upon the Piney River parked
Beside the pretty water
In the backseat of a Chevy is
Your next door neighbor's
There's a place in the Rockies
A place that I know
Where the world cannot find me
And the time goes so slow.
In the piney wood forest
There's
gonna blow you away
From the piney woods to the great south plains
From the Red River to the Rio Grande
I have crossed some streams, I have lost some
could tell by her mad blue eyes
She was a mad girl
She was thin as any sparrow
Her song it had no tune
Just scuffling through the piney glades
hills that have been passed by,
Well, they've seen their share of leavin' in their time.
Old familiar dirt roads wind through the piney glade,
Where
barely see the road ahead I only had eyes for you
I disengaged and whispered in your ear
This will be our year
Hidin' in those piney woods
We grew
I went walking through an deserted forest
looking for a piney ring
when I heard a distant, tender chorus
that the birds began to sing:
'Oh I am very
of the line nigga
Say, Woday
For you to have diamonds like me
Woday
Check the rack and piney in the humm-v
Oh, Woday
See, we playin' with six figures
Oh, Woday
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