Lyrics:
Honeysuckle, white rose
New beginnings, yeah of your love
Didn't think that I could be the one for you
The moment that, I heard your voice
I fell in
house,
buttermilk, bucket of water, drifted
with corn silk, honeysuckle,
white oak chairs around
the crude table, maple bowls
she sees the birch,
Breathe the same honeysuckle, low and white
We will come down at night to these resounding shores (Beaches)
And the long gentle thunder of the sea
Here for
You come on softly as a spring night
Into honeysuckle silence, blue-white moonlight
And the paper lanterns dim behind us
Strolling down the driveway
Sugar plum, baby face
You're busting out of your white lace
Sweetie pie, my honeysuckle rose
Your figure's slipping down to your toes
I'm sorry,
Go high, go high
Honeysuckle, that's you
Go high, go high
No one can touch you when you move
Move your body towards the sun and think white
Add a little sugar, honeysuckle and
A great big expression of happiness
Boy, you couldn't miss with a dozen roses
Such would astound you
The joy
forgotten that I had the blues
I'm in high cotton, yes, I'm in high cotton
Soft and white as the clouds
I'm in high cotton, the popcorn's popping
There ain't
Sounds like money to me, yeah
Penny on the sidewalk, heads up shinin'
Country gold jukebox pedal steel whining
Homegrown smoke and a little white
Well my heart's in The Highlands, gentle and fair
Honeysuckle blooming in the wildwood air
Bluebells blazing where the Aberdeen waters flow
Well my
meet.
Why are you so happy said the clean white buck
You got no reason to be happy Mr Time
And Willie would stop and just pop his rag
With a Dixie
The river's on fire
And the churches are empty
The schools abandoned
Children ran away
But I have lilac and honeysuckle
And the moon shines through
(Dolly Parton)
Up on Sugar Hill we'd go walkin'
Hand in hand while the south wind blowed
Bob whites callin', black crows cawkin',
Countin'
happy?" said the clean white buck
"You got no reason to be happy Mr. Time"
But Willie just smiled and he dropped his rag
And sang a Dixie lullaby
Now you
Avenue
Built up on cinder blocks off the ground
What with the rain and the soft swampy land
By the sweet honeysuckle that grew all around
Were
And the honeysuckle clutters up the vine
I really am a-fixin'
To go home and start a-mixin'
Down below that Mason-Dixon line
Oh, poll tax
How I love ya, how I
take a walk
Get gone?
Maybe find a place where we can get lost
Later on
Be one
With the stars in the dark
And hang
Blackberry kiss on white tan
Mason jars and fireflies
White diamond stars up in that sky
We was just some barefoot mountain kids
Cannon balling off the bridge
Running like
the track
White man were on the other side
Holdin' him back
Way back home, now
Oh, but we won't talk about that
Cause it's understood
Ev'rybody sees
"Why are you so happy?" said the clean white buck
"You got no reason to be happy Mr. Time"
But Willie just smiled and he dropped his rag
And sang
To be alone, honeysuckle sweetened up the midnight air
And that summer moon
Shinin’ like sunlight
Bouncin’ off your eyes
And lightin’ up mine
Just
Wherever we walked the air was sweet
Honeysuckle underneath our feet
One night the train cry and moan
Take you away and leave me all alone
Well,
Well my heart's in the highlands, gentle and fair
Honeysuckle blooming in the wild wood
Bluebells blazing where the Aberdeen waters flow
Well my
dharma
What's with the armour?
Be palm leaves, coconut trees
White beach
Let me calm you, Sana
Roll up baby boy
Bun marijuana
Chuckin that pharma
Flexin my
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