Lyrics:
Oh hello
I am the ghost of Troubled Joe
Hung by his pretty white neck
Some eighteen months ago
I travelled to a mystical time zone
And I missed
a little tale he won't tell me
It's a-hard and it's hard, ain't it hard
To love one that never did love you?
It's a-hard and it's hard, ain't it hard, great
theres no way to know if it'll let you go
so please be by my side for the afterglow
you see i never died it was not mine to know
with no insight to how
We've been indoctrinated and convinced by the white racist standard of beauty
The overwhelming popularity of seeing, better off being, and looking
at the table, the cork twist
I'm studied like a book by many
They give me looks of envy, I took the Bentley
White chick like Liz Taylor might get the Bentayga
LOVE c Lc MODE
I was stripped of my disguise
By your tantalizing eyes
Held captive in a moment
That joy could recognize
c crying need was born
the afterglow (of your fire/love)
You
Yes, you have always been here
A feelin' deep inside
A feelin' that I could not see
Or touch, or try to hide
My love
Makin' love to the money I swear the sex great
I kick dem hoes out but let the money stay
Makin' love to the money like a sextape
I'm talkin' Kim
to smile
`Cause you know that I'm about to servin'
Christmas dinner country style
Christmas dinner country style
Everybody's sittin' by your head
Oh I was moved by your screen dream
Celluloid pictures of living
Your death could not kill our love for you
Take two people, romantic
Smoky
You should know by now
You've been there yourself
Once I used to believe
I was such a great romancer
Then I came home to a woman
That I could not
Oh I was moved by your screen dream
Celluloid pictures of living
Your death could not kill our love for you
Take two people, romantic
Smoky
Beneath the white fire of the moon
Love's wings are broken all too soon
We never learn
Hurt together, hurt alone
Don't you sometimes
Wish
every word I say
I'm advertisin' love for free
So, won't you place your ad with me
Boys will come a dime by the dozen
But that ain't nothin' but ten
Cellars and chittlins'
When Lester took him a wife
Arm and arm went black and white
And some saw red
And drove them from their hotel bed
Love is
thrills are cheap and love is divine
Home by the river, tall grass and fields,
Pond of willow oak, well for to kneel
Dusty O Dusty, decision night, don't be
the afterglow (of your fire/love)
You
Yes, you have always been here
A feelin' deep inside
A feelin' that I could not see
Or touch, or try to hide
My love
Love is a white dove that nestled in my net And with the slight of my hand he was my pet Now I cannot rest lest I forget
How to carry myself with
lightning
You're giving me afterglow
Yeah I'm the bad guy
In every single dream you've ever had
I told a white lie, and
You broke the law to make me mad
Now
word I say
I'm advertisin' love for free
So, you can place your ad with me
Once it come along a dime by the dozen
That ain't nothin' but ten
an old back road with an old school beat
Cowboy boots by your little bare feet
Let it out, tell me right now
Everything I need in them white cotton
I love your country ways
Go sell that red car, catch an airplane
And I'll be waiting when you land
Yeah, get a white dress, find a preacher
I know that I will love you
And I'm not letting go
If the sky darkens above you
I'll stay by your side in the afterglow
'Cause I know that I
love all we can
I'll be your woman if you'll be my man
Kiss me and I might
Put on the white dress
If you'll take me dancing tonight
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