Lyrics:
what she's doin'
And the Lord saw fit to furnish elbow room
Have you ever been down to Colorado?
I spend a lot of time there in my mind
And if God
Me and brother Bill was goin' a fishin' down to the river one day
Had a can of worms and a willer pole a big can of minners and a lot of sourdough
I guess I'll always be just a rolling stone
If I find fortune and fame
And lots of people know my name
That won't mean a thing if I'm all alone
it
'Cause I know just what I'm gonna do
I gotta get drunk, I just can't stay sober
There's a lot of good people in town
Who like to see me
a lot of fun
It was great
I thought it was our best show we ever played
It's great
I thought it I liked it almost
First show I only made three
hot, simply teeming with sex
A gay divorcee who is after her ex
It can be Oedipus Rex
Where a chap kills his father
And causes a lot of bother
Do you remember the first time, and all of your sweet sweet talk
Ain't heard it a lot since then love
Now look at that guy, he's making me cry
He
Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jeannie Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town
I've had all that I wanted of a lot
my arms around you, dear?
Would you mind if I'm makin' you my life's career?
If I brag a lot 'bout the prize I've got
Would you mind, would you
Of every touch and thrill; I've been through the mill
I've lived a lot and learned a lot; you loved me not and still
I miss you so much
Thanks for
to lonely town
I guess I'll always be just a rolling stone
If I find fortune and fame and lots of people know my name
That won't mean a thing if I'm all
Now when I was a little boy
At the age of five
I had somethin' in my pocket
Keep a lot of folks alive
Now I'm a man
Made twenty-one
You know
to scratch
It takes a lot of settin', gettin' chicks to hatch”
“Ohh, there ain't nobody here but us chickens
There ain't nobody here at all
So quiet yourself
and watch love walk away
If we don't try to save the love we got
Once we lose it, girl, we're gonna lose a lot
Oh, we, oh, we better, girl, try
Try to get
to ya
And what's up with the niggas in the parking lot
She said fuck em, cause they get sparked alot
I sat on the couch but it wasn't stable
And then
with you
There's the moon above
And it gives my heart a lot of swing
In your eyes there's love
And the way I feel it must be Spring
I want you so now
am I
Going off, getting paid, and I don't ask why
Playin' beats on my box, making music for the many
Know a lot of def girls that are doing their
a clown's disguise
And learn to laugh like Pagliacci
With tears in my eyes
You look the same, you're a lot the same
But my heart says "no, no, you're
never went back
Hey hey hey
Well I like it when that lightning comes
Hey hey hey
Yes I like it a lot
Hey hey hey
Yes I'm jumping like a jumping
I am a child, I last a while
You can't conceive of the pleasure in my smile
You hold my hand, buff up my hair
It's lots of fun to have you there
Wanted man by Lucy Watson,
Wanted man by Jeannie Brown
Wanted man by Nellie Johnson,
Wanted man in this next town
I've had all that I wanted of a lot
and take their chances
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose a lot
Come make your own contribution to this melting pot
I'm the street you walk
Another bride, another June
Another sunny honeymoon
Another season, another reason
For makin' whoopee
A lot of shoes, a lot of rice
The groom
a lot of sense
How the Dreadlock Rasta was the Buffalo Soldier
Stolen from Africa, brought to America
Fight on arrival, fighting for survival
Said he
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