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God painted the bluebonnets in the fields,
By a tough little scrub oak, on an east Texas hill.
And he plucked the star from a lone star sky,
'Way up in the snow
Where the scrub oaks grow
And the coneys and the picas play
Where the marmots abound
All a-diggin' in the ground
'Way up in the snow
Where the scrub oaks grow
And the coneys and the picas play
Where the marmots abound
All a-diggin' in the ground
Down in the scrub oak country
To the southeast Texas Gulf
There used to ride a brakeman,
A brakeman double tough.
He worked the town of Kilgore,
in time with the grinding wheels of age
Swirling smoke of the scrub oak and the sage
But the days are growing shorter all the time
And the troubles in
RENDEZVOUS

Oh, what a thrill
it’s Saturday night
and we’re in the sand hills
with scrub oaks and pines all around.
We’re twelve miles from
Black crow, o’ wise raven, perched high above me
You make your home in this old scrub oak tree
Whose branches twist and turn as they reach for
my memory
Of all the places I have seen, there I'd rather be

Where the scrub pines, the ground oak
The berry bush and sand
They never change, they
came home
And there ain't no forgetting that you're out on your own

Turned the scrub oaks to timber and you're left without friends
And you don't
There's some chore's in this house
There's some chore's in this house
French maid
Pedigree neat
Dirt don't beat me
Make oak pristine 
Make that Covid game
The piano's lyin? in the street broken apart
My favorite old oak tree's rooted up
But I'll plant myself a new one after the flood

After the flood
After
Under the darkened, Ancient oak
Gentle in the nights breeze
I stop and stare, rest a while
With hands upon my knees
Through jaded leaves, bush
of history cover you too.  The wires of time bind me to you.  The rolling hills we cut with roads.  The streets we scrub clean clean.  This really works.  It
CB on the beat yeah, ayy

It's a whole lotta money in this club
Rich niggas, bad bitches
 we don't fuck with scrubs
It's a whole lotta Henny in this
Just stomp some ground and fake it
Grab what your momma gave ya
And shake it, shake it, shake it
Old Uncle Leroy, out under the old oak tree
He's got
won't stop a nigga
South Oak Cliff you want respect gotta load that up and drop a nigga
Coroners called to mop a nigga out the picture crop a nigga
I see
Yeah
OutWest Players
And we them

So I ran into this pretty little Oak Park shorty from back in the day and she said
“Man it’s been a minute and you

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