Lyrics:
so bad
Whatever happened to giving
Oh mama, mend the hole in my coat
Take my guitar off the wall
I've got to go see what I can do
And I hope
I'm sitting by the side of a river
Underneath the pale blue sky
I've got no need to worry, I'm in no hurry
I'm looking at the world go by
and my heart's inspiration
You're all I've got to get me by
You're my soul and my heart's inspiration
Without you baby, what good am I?
I never had
Well the things that I heard today
It's not worth listening or to say
Struggle hold you can't get out of
I've got no love for you
And the day is
of
Mountain climbing (mountain climbing)
Whoa, it's troubles, I've got 'em
Mountain climbing (mountain climbing)
Whoa, it's blues at the bottom
Ain't no
I am a pilgrim and a stranger
Traveling through this wearisome land
I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord
And it's not, not made by hand
cheap airfare
I've got to fly to saint somewhere
I'm close to bodily harm
Twenty degrees and the hockey games on
Nobody cares they are way too far
that?
Well, I asked for something to eat
I'm hungry as a hog
So I get brown rice, seaweed
And a dirty hot dog
I've got a hole
Where my stomach
Six Gun Sally/The Last Time
Written by
Ford Thurston/Dave Barbe
Produced by
Ford Thurston (Perletta Publishing) / Dave Barbe (Ghost Writers
Ayo yo, what's the 411, hun?
(What's the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on)
Ayo yo, what's the 411, hun?
(What's
thing on my mind, it's all for you
And it's dark in a cold December
But I've got ya to keep me warm
And if you're broken I'll mend ya
And I keep you
go?
It's been a minute since I've seen you smile
Yeah
Where you go?
Where you go-o-o-o?
Where you go?
Where you go?
Where you go-o-o-o?
Where
Something gets in my way I go around it
Don't let life get me down
Gonna take it the way that I found it
I've got the music in me
I've got the music in me
Something gets in my way I go around it
Don't let life get me down
Gonna take it the way that I found it
I've got the music in me
I've got the music in
how much I've grown, dawg
I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full (I was raised by)
Run through the night, playing with ya life
Go against
Darling you got enough for the both of us
So come on baby, make love to me
When my days look low, pull me in close and don't let me go
Make love to me,
see me
I've got the savior faire with the unique rhymin'
I keep it on and on, it's never quitting time and
Strictly handheld is the style I go
you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
So you decide to take a holiday
You got your tape deck and your brand new Chevrolet
Ah,
and passes through
When it gets down to the cities
Then the water turns into a dirty gray
It's poisoned and polluted
By the people as it goes along its way
You know your favorite old pair of shoes
The ones with the hole in the toe you won't lose
Your favorite record that's all scratched and used
But
America, God bless you if it's good to you
America, please take my hand
Can you help me underst
Yesterday I got a call like
From my dog like 101
Well I found her in a pawnshop
Somewhere up in Ohio
Where I guess some rounder came up short
And he had to let her go
Cost me ninety dollars
But
sad season)
When a good love dies (when a good love dies)
Not a day goes by (not a day goes by)
When I don't realize (realize)
I've really got
in the place
Move the crowd
Cut the snake
Walked right out
Another day slips by
Got to fix the mind
I've got the mind maligned
With I mean mine
Got
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