Lyrics:
a chance to hang around
And lie there by the fire
And watch the evening tire
While all my friends and my old lady
Sit and pass the pipe around
With a team of horses or an old John Deere, I can plow this land
But if I didn't have all your love, I'd be half a man
I can hang the stars, I can
the troops
Sixteen when I bought my first Rollie
Legend in my hood just like I'm Escobar
Never ride dirties in the extra car
Dead presidents, dead d-dead
give you trouble?
It's no sin, trade it in
Hang on, help is on its way
I'll be there as fast as I can
"Hang on", a tiny voice did say
From
you're smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking
John San what you can
La la Janette dance in sand
What's the mystery, my son?
Gypsy Dan Caravan
Won Tun Wan with your Chinese fan
It's part
John San what you can
La la Janette dance in sand
What's the mystery, my son?
Gypsy Dan Caravan
Won Tun Wan with your Chinese fan
It's part
the weak are strong and the first one's last
There's a table in the wilderness
There's a table in the wilderness
When you close your eyes kneeling by
there's a look in your eyes
Like black holes in the sky
Shine on you crazy diamond
You were caught on the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom
Blown
It’s Johnny Apple seed planting mother fucking genius. John Legend linguist-ic artistic mother fucking mean kid. And when say fuck you, I mean it. I
Thank you very much
This next song was written by a man right here in Folsom prison
And last night was the first time I've ever sung this song
of the day
Safe in the knowledge there will always be
A bit of my heart devoted to it
All the people
So many people
And they all go hand-in
All my exes live in Texas
And Texas is a place I'd dearly love to be
But all my exes live in Texas
And that's why I hang my hat in Tennessee
Demon John
There's no town the boy cannot belong
Why did you come here?
Is it to excavate all your sins? Boil within?
Slaughter like the daughter
known to hurt a honest man
'Twas down in Chaynee County
A time they talk about
With his lady by his side he took a stand
And soon the situation there
might be just around the bend
Hang on to your dreams
On that highway 2-18
Live everyday
Love it away
There's is a whole world you've never seen
Hang
shouting?
John the Revelator!
All he ever gives us is pain
Well who's that shouting?
John the Revelator!
He should bow his head in shame
By and by
By
stars in the sky
You can bet that he's doin' it for some doll
When you spot a John
Waitin' out in the rain
Chances are he's insane
As only a John
passing us by
Occasionally you have called for me
I've always tried to be there
But it seemed whenever my train pulled in
You never did really care
legend after all
Nothing to do with
Touched by the thunder and kissed by the rain
I'm a man on a mission of going insane
There's a gold in
by you
And if you keep it tight
I'm gonna confide in you
I know what's on your mind
There will be time for that too
If you hang with me
Just
I'll be gone for a couple of days
And this buddy of mine he's a hound in the first degree
And almost always there's the ladies
And it ain't easy there
It's the last country tear in the last cold
Beer it's the last country song that survive
There will be no more mandolins and banjos
That St John has torn
In the hills of Montana
There's a timber wolf howlin'
The rangers are prowlin'
For a woman alone
She'd run away from an Indian lover
He'll
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