Lyrics:
explosion
Goin' through my mind
And soon enough time will tell
About the circus and the wishing well
And someone who will by and sell for me
Someone who
I once loved a man that did me knee no good
I once loved a man that did me knee no good
One in a year stopped loving I couldn't see far I should
I
I was born in Dixie in a boomer's shack
Just a little old shanty by a railroad track
The hummin' of the drivers was my lullaby
And a freight train
weepin' in the corner
Cold again, it snowed again
Old man waitin' by the corner
Waitin' on winter again
He needs help
He needs help
He needs Heaven
Have you seen the old man
In a closed-down market?
Kicking up the paper
With his worn out shoes
In his eyes, you see no pride
And held loosely
scream "su woo"
Make your little sister scream, "su woo", me and YG Hootie-Hoo, ooh
Frenchie, Juiceman, Gucc, Wooh, bet them boys gon' shoot, fool
Slim
than a chocolate mound
So give it to me and understand
That I'm the one who want to be your man
I gotta plan to take you by the hand
Cause I want
know but in a minute or so
She will be robbed by a naked man
[Chorus]
Old lady lean against a lamppost
Starin' down at the ground on which she
and tattered
Baby, are you sure you want what's left of me?
I've been busted, disgusted, hurt by those I trusted
There's a big old hurt inside where my
tight enough to lock me
Ain't no man big enough to stop me
I'll be there if you ever want me by your side
There ain't no rope stout enough to bind me
yesterday
Let it die, just like the past
I believe there's hope at last
Old man, did you ever have to pray
Old man, can you show me the way
He
tomorrow you're gone
I loved a man(gal) for many years gone by
I tho't his(her) love for me would never die
He(She) made some changes that would never do
Old friend, so you're in trouble again, you ask me today,
To try and find a little time, and maybe buy a glass of wine,
Old friend, I'm coming
and disappeared in the hills of old Juarez
A bullet in my back, a bullet in my leg
Bullets flying by my ears they taught me how to pray
I prayed I'd reach
the quarter was coming alive
A man on the corner told me that Jesus is coming soon
But I was lost in the music and the crowd and the smell of cheap perfume
Ain't no pork up in the pan
But you better not complain, boy
You'll get in trouble with the man
Let the midnight special...
Shine a light on me
Let
the table, and no pork up in the pan.
But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with the man.
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Baby, here I am, and I'm a man upon the scene
I can give you what you want, but you got to come home with me
I got a whole lot of good old loving
The Reverend Mr. Black was my old man
I gotta walk that lonesome valley, I got to walk it by myself
Oh, nobody else can walk it for me, I got to walk it by
And i soon ended up on the old main drag
There the he-males and the she-males paraded in style
And the old man with the money would flash you a smile
And wished that he'd gone straight
And watched out for a simple twist of fate
They walked along by the old canal
A little confused, I remember well
But a young man serves his country and an old man guards the home
Don't put me in a frame upon the mantel
Before memories turn dusty old and gray
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
took the old man's gaze
Hopes of the young in troubled graves
I see no day, I heard him say
So grey is the face of every mortal
Oh-oh, people
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