Lyrics:
eat.
I'll be glad when you're dead,
You rascal you, oh yeah.
Ah, you just ain't no good!
Oh, you dog!
Now listen here, I'll be glad when
Stashed his trash in Ecuador
Bought a good suit of clothes
Flew on up to Mexico standin' by the shore
Waiting for some mystery man
To pay him
head on her
And they talk behind my back
Cause I know they scared of me
Your aim off, lil nigga, boy my
Shit be dead on, dead on, dead on
Dead on, dead
Johnny Cash
And I've sung with George Jones
And I have played on the Opry stage
Where the country legends stood
Where you don't give lies or alibis
'Cause
Thank you very much Norm Bale and good evening everybody
This is our third in a new series, Saturday series of programmes
And we haven't even begun
They Won't All Be Good Days
Johnny used to walk, with his head up in the sky,
Never quite knowing, what his feet would pass by,
He couldn't
who stops by to visit me
And she talks about her songs and the star that she should be
There are lots of special people staying in or passing through
of joints and a bottle of wine.
You'll be glad that you did.
With the Grateful Dead spinnin' round,
Kick your feet back and be astound,
By the life
you are
Wrong to be staying so long
Was I out of my head?
Should have known it was dead
But it's good by now, I'm on to you
Stood my ground, hey,
you are
Wrong to be staying so long
Was I out of my head?
Should have known it was dead
But it's good by now, I'm on to you
Stood my ground, hey,
baby grand
Is all I need
In my time
I've wandered everywhere
Around this world
She would always be there
Any day
Any hour
All it takes
Is the power in
And I'm grateful for every breath I take
I am nothing without Your love
I'm unworthy but Your death has been enough
I'm completed by Your touch
But I feel
or swim like a hake
Till some dirty savage to grease his white cabbage
Most wantonly murdered me beautiful drake
Now his neck it was green almost fit to be
And now the weak say I have strength
By the spirit of power that raised Christ from the dead
And now the poor stand and confess
That my portion is
give us a chance.
Christ! You know it ain't easy,
You know how hard it can be.
The way things are going,
They're going to crucify me.
Finally made
(Happy Christmas)
Here's my happy Christmas to you
So let just spend some time together
And be grateful that we're safe and warm
That our house is filled
memories of a love that's dead
Sometimes happy then sad
I need love, love help me
Passing by the grounds of time
Memories that are only mine
Looking
miss what we had, but could someone give
A message to the smallest man who ever lived?
Were you sent by someone who wanted me dead?
Did you sleep
colleague spoke steady and clear
"I'll be number one by the end of the year"
Oh Johnny
Positive thinking is all that you need
To succeed
From that day
colleague spoke steady and clear
"I'll be number one by the end of the year"
Oh Johnny
Positive thinking is all that you need
To succeed
From that day
It's a miserable Friday night
I'm so lonely
And nobody'll give me a ride
To the grateful dead concert...oh rats!
I got to be free
Free as the wind
Free
your head
They're only there until you're dead
Dream
unforgivable down
It won't be so long now
Out of the darkness comes light
Like a flash
You
God here I am waiting in sorrow
May not be better by tomorrow
But I know you have good plans for me
I'm trusting You despite my denial
I'll
We're far from good, not good from far
Ninety miles per hour down Compton Boulevard
With the top down, screamin', "We don't give a fuck"
Drink my
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