Lyrics:
a pretty little lady to hold
Southern summer, and that sun shining down
Like Daddy's silver dollar
Gotta hop on the old dirt road
These are the days of gold
You Lord, I thank You lord
'Cause everybody needs (Needs)
Somebody standin' by their side
You look at the road, it gets rough
Still you say
on the road (ah)
Ten on his head, he'll be dead by the mornin' (by the mornin')
I can get dirty for the stove (ah)
Dior trench shit hang to the floor (ah)
It was a rainy night when he came into sight
Standing by the road, no umbrella, no coat
So I pulled up along side and I offered him a ride
He
Hemlock for the Gods
Fading resistance
Draining the weakness
Penetrating inner light
Road into the dark unaware
Winding ever higher
Darkness by her
me along with my greens up like pot nickel
[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
Well, all I know
That I'd been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't
that I've been saved by grace
I live my life by faith
And I'm taking the long way home down a two lane road and singing
Singing at the top of my lungs
of green cold fried chicken livers
A day on the river's what I live for
Got the radio playing and my boat while I float
Take a toke and listen to Merle
that day it seemed that life lost its magic glow
But they raised me right and every night in prayer we bowed our heads
And they asked the Lord to light
hallelujah
Hallelujah, for the hands that hold you now
There's not a day goes by that I don't see you
You live on in all the better parts of me
Until I'm
on some, "Stay solid" shit, used to make play by the colleges
JP brought Mason Turner, our sense the road was a major earner
Nigga, my life full
(Taken from a news story concerning two rival gangs fighting
Over East-End Protection rights)
Along the Forest Road, there's hundreds of cars -
lie down a dirt road that winds
And rolls gently over the hills
With immaculate flowers planted in rows
And circles around my grave
And when our day
Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends
I found myself further and further from my home
I guess I lost my way
There were oh so many roads
I was
alone
John and Linda live in Omaha
And Joe is somewhere on the road
We lost Davy in the Korean war
And I still don't know what for, don't matter
sweetness of their sin
A young girl
A young girl of sixteen
Child of springtime, still green
Lying here by the road
He told her love demanded space, so they
screams?"
And the angel said unto me, "These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots!
You see, Reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day
Yellow Green
I hit some traffic lights
Just want you by my side
Red, Yellow Green
I hit some traffic lights
I wanna live right
Red, Yellow Green
I hit some
There is never a time to say
'cause it seems to me we've lost our way
So we carry on, down the road
And we live our lives haunting by
All
It'll nearly be like a picture print
By Currier and Ives
These wonderful things are the things
We remember all through our lives
Just hear those
and I've been there
Seen it with my eyes.
You can tell that they're God's people
By the goodness in their lives.
Every day I choose
To walk in their
of a feather would be
Let's take that road before us and sing a chorus or two
Come on, it's lovely weather
For a sleigh ride together with you
It's lovely
you gotta be strong
It's alright, as long as you got somewhere to lay
Well it's alright, everyday is Judgement Day
Maybe somewhere down the road
a fork in the road
And you don't think it's right but you're both turnin' away
And the ending is always the same
When suddenly parallel lives drift
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