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Whip My Hair (Willow) · Connie Smith/Miss Smith Goes to Nashville (Connie Smith) · Connie Smith/Miss Smith Goes to Nashville (Connie Smith) · Willow Weep for Me (Mishka Adams) · Restless Willow (Stevie Holland) · Willow (Mac Benford) · Yesterday & Close to You/Said the Willow Tree (Alice Babs) · Now Is the Time: Live at Willow Creek (Ken Lane Singers) · Willow Creek and Other Ballads (Marian McPartland) · Bends Like a Willow (Jethro Tull) – and 90 other albums »


Down the road I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
We go down to the river where the willows weep
Take a naked root for
been away, ahh-far too long,
I been away too long.

Take it jimmy!
Well, my baby when...
She shakes just like a willow tree,
Yes she does.
My
We met on the shore of a lemonade lake. 
Weeping willows looked down where we lay. 
Orange blossoms I smell in your hair. 
Butterfly, flutter by
sister be the first one to get smoked
Then I grab your grandma by her weave hair
And whip her old ass with that wooden leg she wear
I'm from the bloody
She is a weaver 
Through her hand the bright thread travels
Blue green water, willows weeping, silver stars
She is my sister, the baby born when I
She is a weaver
Through her hand the bright thread travels
Blue green water, willows weeping, silver stars

She is my sister
The baby born when I
Words and music RW 1978

As I came down by the weary well
Going there to fill my can
My fortune there I do declare
She took me by the hand
The lark
We met on the shore of a lemonade lake
Weeping willows looked down where we lay
Orange blossoms I smell in your hair
Butterfly, flutter by
of the Second Age,
Great elven smiths forged rings of power.

Sung, female:
As I return to my room
And as sleep takes me by my hand
Madrigals from the woods
their Yankee boys WHIP old Virginia
I held my momma's hand and skipped
When a soldier said to me
Would you rather have Jeff Davis' hat or the sword
on the moon, Mr. Smith is comin' soon
The angels feedin' me cereal with a silver spoon
My hair line is Craig Smith Airlines
A ride from Kansas City to LA is
through, give me a hour
Jumped out the shower and buried my body in baby powder
Dipped wears plus my hair smells like Nexus
(Ooh-ooh-ooh) Yo, I jump into
around me
And runs her fingers through my hair

And Jessie sings soft as the Georgia rain
Comin' down easy on a windowpane
Jessie sings warm as a late
When I was crowned a mummy's boy by friends I didn't like 
I made a meal of trips to school upon my father's bike 
I used to sit between his legs,
born
Dark as the night you're still by my side shine inside .
Gone are the days we stopped to decide where we should go, we just ride.
Gone are
And the soft winds ride
On the willow trees
By the river side

Oh the world is sweet
The world is wide
And she's there where
The light and the darkness
Something new is waiting to be born

Dark as the night
You're still by my side
Shining side

Gone are the days we stopped to decide
Where we should go
that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I swear too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let it go
If it
now it's CB

What, uh, come on
It's Friday, weekday, leavin' work early
Hop in the whip with the flip, get my girl
It's hair shop, facial, nails
Oh well, look at here now
This just makes my day
Yes, a wonderful woman
She just walked by my way

Well, I was standing in that tune like a leaf
Sitting there by her window
Sunshine in her hair
Sun can't help but love her
In fact I think he's jealous of her
Because he's just passing through
well, Love Henry, " She cried,
"Get well, get well," said she.
"Oh don't you see my own heart's blood
Come flowin' down so free?"

She took him by
The world is way past its sell-by date

Tailspin is the world gonna win?
Tailspin's on the outside looking in
Tailspin, I repent my sins
But when I get
I've seen it all
I have seen the trees
I have seen the willow leaves
Dancing in the breeze

I've seen a man killed
By his best friend,
of smith an wessuns
Starring crescents mad packed with the lessons, 
Figure 5 percent got the 10 counting blessings 
Programmed by programs got you bowing

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