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Boys will be girls
And girls will be boys
"Gender's a social construct"
These folks have lost touch!
So how many goddamn genders are there?
And who
Down by the Swanee
The folks up north will see me no more
When I go to the Swanee Shore !
[Chorus]
Swanee, Swanee, I am coming back to Swanee !
by the Swanee
The folks up north will see me no more
When I go to the Swanee Shore!
The birds are singin', it is song time
The banjos strummin'
been around,
And as they spoke you clearly saw their feet were on the ground!
Hello!
How are you?
How's the folks?
What's new?
I'm great!
That's
Old dream coming true
Old dream coming true
Old dream coming true
The stage is my place
backed by drums and bass
The young ones and the old folks
Lots of folks back East, they say, is leaving home every day,
Beating the hot old dusty way to the California line.
Cross the desert sands they
While the soft breezes sigh as in days long gone by
Way down in Missouri where I heard this melody
When I was a little feller on my mommie's knee
The old
Lots of folks back East, they say, is leaving home every day,
Beating the hot old dusty way to the California line.
Cross the desert sands they
Lots of folks back East, they say, is leavin' home every day
Beatin' the hot old dusty way to the California line
'Cross the desert sands they
In daylight the sunlight chases the grey lights of lingering night
Down by the beach a lone heron he keeps
His eye on the fish and the tide
But I hear
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
I don't know
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
Feelin so cold
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by
'em all laugh they never knew.
Oh all those scenes, to me it seems
Some folk never dream.
??, I feel a force
Rebel with some other cause.
Old
With freckles on their eyes
I can't stand them folks with
Freckles he would say
They're tearing down the good old USA
I've never met a one who couldn't
Down by the Swanee
The folks up north will see me no more
When I go to the Swanee Shore !
[Chorus]
Swanee, Swanee, I am coming back to Swanee !
by the Swanee
The folks up north will see me no more
When I go to the Swanee Shore!
The birds are singin', it is song time
The banjos strummin'
They say don't change the old for the new
But I've found out that this will never do
When you grow old don't last long
You're here today and then
They say don't change the old for the new
But I've found out that this will never do
When you grow old don't last long
You're here today and then
foundation by Gods own hand
Held together with love on sacred land
Let the church bells ring
And the choir sing
And the old folks pray
While the children play
Missing my old folks
Like where'd the time go
Time is changing me
Yeah
Strangely
I'm here with nothing special
In nowhere
With no air
Sitting in my whip
tryna bring the old me back but I can't let these niggas hold me back
Jumped of the porch yeah nigga watch me ball
I got folks behind the wall indo this
of Patches was found
Floating face down in that dirty old river
That flows by the coal yards in Old Shanty Town
Patches oh what can I do
I swear I'll always
the old folks still the same?
And by the way, did she mention my name?
Did she mention my name just in passing?
And when the morning came
Do you
Well, I'm not old, but in my short life, I've seen so much with these eyes
Most folks'd close 'em. That's why I keep mine open wide
A starved soul can
of the place I call home, oh yeah
When I show up to a show, everybody knows I'm fucking there
Walk by like I'm stuck in silence, let the folks with cameras
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