Lyrics:
Everybody want, take a pic
Ketcha style, yah
Gyal a fling di pussy pon me, wow
Demon, gyal a get plow
Back it up slow fi me now
Girl, calm down
Gyal a fling
Oh-oh-oh
So goodbye, yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plow
Back
Oh-oh-oh
So goodbye, yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plow
Back
what it buys
In the hard country
Making a living by the sweat of my brow
Hard country
Looking at the world from the back of a plow
An honest
flights out to DR
Stealing plows back to Caicos
Trips for the chick that swing them hips like Miss Juego
For questions like, "How'd your day go?"
I'll
own ring of hell
Rests out in that field
Plow on, plow on
For some bread on your table
Then you’re back out by dawn
Plow on
There ain’t no hope
For
plow.
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad.
So I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
ahhh
the frame
Beating plows back into swords - breaking down the hollow game
cap
Tune them out
Pushing away the negativity with a plow
Back when we was hotboxing black and milds
I could see my problems thinking on it now
I see it
learned it from his pa
Who tamed the land
With an ox and plow
And never took a day off
Waitin' for the rain to go
So I can get back out
With the plow
straight if you keep looking back
Keep your hand on the plow, Hold On
Hold On, Hold On
Keep your hand on the plow, Hold On
We've been there 100 years fore
gone
Over and over again
Some took their lives from their land and moved on
And some stayed on to plow it back in
And the good Lord he giveth
gone
Over and over again
Some took their lives from their land and moved on
And some stayed on to plow it back in
And the good Lord he giveth
Break my back to plow the field, waitin’ on the rain
But it never came, it never came
Break my back to plow the field,
expectation
Lambs and lions called to the ends of the earth
Gotta put my hands to the plow
Not looking back, not now
I can hear the mission bell
Ringing out
Up an old logging rope
Across an old mill bridge
They built a little house
Out of stone they found
Put they're backs to the plow
on the back
You never know it's gone until it's way on down the tracks
His wife she set the table, hot potatoes and bread
she reminded me of someone in
Hand already to the plow gaze back at what you've lost
Withdraw yourself from servanthood reconsidering the cost
Pride infests your spirit love of money
the breath of dog... one day bloom again / Cos all will beat swords and spears into their plows... going back not is allowed... sheep and werewolf... eating
the pulpit called you from the plow
Looking back through the years
I know your range of choices now
Fear that rolls with so much loss
You kept the others from
of what you know
To be the light at the end of the road
Boy, don't look back, it is ahead of you
When you put your hand to the plow
Don't look back
Savior's face
Hand already to the plow gaze back at what you've lost
Withdraw yourself from servanthood reconsidering the cost
Pride infests your spirit
Throttle back, drop the plow
Shut it down
He wipes his face off with his t-shirt
Climbs down and meets her by the gate
Takes himself a long, cool sip
Lays
now
Throttle back, drop the plow, shut it down
He wipes his face off with his t-shirt
Climbs down and meets her by the gate
Takes himself a long,
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