Lyrics:
cry for me
(sister of mercy) No sister of mercy
It's all alright for me
Now she sits in a big white chair
In a room that's not so different
cry for me
(sister of mercy) No sister of mercy
It's all alright for me
Now she sits in a big white chair
In a room that's not so different
mornin', it was drizzlin' rain.
Fightin' an' trouble are my middle name.
I was raised in the canebreak by an old mama lion,
Can't no high-toned woman
the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
Can't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
the canebreak by an old mama lion
Ain't no high tone woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint
the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
Can't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the lineYou load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
on by
Pretty woman don't make me cry
Pretty woman don't walk away hey OK
If that's the way month will be OK
I guess I'll go home it's late
There'll
.
You'll just never do it
And these are the blues of time
And the blues of a woman
And a man thinkin' of her
As time goes by
There is nothin' I can do
you cry for me
Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)
If you'd kill for me, like you comfort me
Baby say yeah, (baby say yeah)
Girl I'm convinced, you're my
for the taking
And I just wanna know how
We are moving by in circles
Just like a merry go round
This is a new dawn we no longer gonna cry
This is
Two tears in the bucket I cry with you
But I could never lie with you
I could never afford not to afford
I could never put my plans
To the side with
Every boy and girl
Every woman and man
Will die by God's Hand
I die for no one, I live under the sun
This is our battle cry
We shall not die in vain
Beautiful boy, got it from your momma
Damn she look good, you might get a sister
By the time you get the picture, if you get a woman this good
Gotta pay
Pretty woman, walkin' down the street
Pretty woman the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman I don't believe you, you're not the truth
No one could look
and night I used to all you (call you, yeah)
We were best friends, we put our chips all in (oh)
We bet we'd never be separated by no men (no men)
What I
lotion
What's the commotion? Oh my Lord
Another cord chopped by the Wu-Tang sword
Hey, hey, hey, like Fat Albert
It's the Method Man, ain't no if ands
Thought to make Caesar the king
Brought to heel by Cleopatra
With her tears she conquered him
Love has no weapon like a woman's tears
No known temptation
Now I got a mission, the story unfolds
What the wise men have told you
Is already known
That a woman and a man should go by the plan
And we find
Mommy can I come home?
Mommy can I come home?
Don't hang up before I have the chance to say I'm sorry
Are you listening?
There's no excuse for what
to no one
Unless he's of your persuasion
By summer's end came many offers
All of which the peasant refused
She wanted Michelangelo
And no other no
know
What drove us apart in the first place now I know baby, why
These tears I cry sure won't be the last
They will not be the last, no
'Cause this
on a kitchen floor
He’s a good hearted man, that’s what I loved him for
But I’m a strong hearted woman I don’t cry no more
I know he’s good at banning people
woman don't walk on by
Pretty woman don't make me cry
Pretty woman don't walk away, hey, OK
If that's the way it must be, OK
I guess I'll go on home, it's
cries of satisfaction]
Woman:
"Listen all you motherfuckers! Callin' alllll freaks!
Bull-daggers! Pussy riders! Shit eaters! Dick beaters!
Fags!
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