Lyrics:
these Oak Cliff streets
Nigga, Sac these streets sweet
Fore you take the life that Man has given me
Snitching comes with penalties
Once again, you bending
(Big Oak)
Now set it off, like... Yo yo, yo Nick, where you at, my man?
(Nick Fury)
I'm right here. Right here. Cheapshot, where you at?
Ash for our spear-hafts,
Yew for our bow-staves,
Oak for our deck planks,
Oak and elder our shields.
Hail, o' great liege of the ancient woods,
At night I heard the owls say :
"Find the truth beneath the stars
You'll have to travel back to heaths of green...
...The entrance to the oak woods
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that
sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
The old house is still standing,
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's an old oak
Now there's a beautiful river in the valley ahead
And there 'neath the oak's bough soon we'll be wed
Should we lose each other in the shadow
let it go, no way
(No we ain't gonna let it go, gonna let it go)
What we got is solid as oak so you know it'll never blow away
Like breeze off
sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
The old house is still standing,
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's an old oak
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home
The old house is still standing
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that
old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I walk and with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green,
It's so good to touch the green, green grass of home
The old house is still standing though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree
ol' smile
As wide as the Rio grande?
Oh, with you I am
(Sing it with me tonight, here we go, come on)
Strong as an oak
But soft like leather
Do send their distant call,
The quiet joys of brotherhood,
And love is lord of all
The oak and weed together rise,
Along the common ground
the oak and the ivy ring with a sound
See the sun, how it’s spirit flows
Over field where the thousand goes
To kiss the lip of the wind that blows all
right
It's all we know
And there's no one left to follow
(ohoh, ohoh, oh, ohoh)
My father was an oak
The earth moved when he spoke
My father conquered
our names on an old oak limb
On the bank of the creek where we used to swim
A farmer's son and a preacher's only daughter
We ran barefoot through
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
The old house is still standing tho' the paint is cracked and dry,
and there's that old oak tree that
were of two different tongues
But their lips met anyhow
Next to a small oak tree
Crossed spears forbid their love
There'd been no peace between their
Hey Steve don’t leave the game
Take some oak logs and craft some planks
Remember to never dig straight down
Then you begin to play Minecraft
Hey
that old oak tree that I used to play on
Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green green
When you go, go, go
Keep repeating, it's the berries
The strongest oak must fall
The best things in life to you were just loaned
So how can you
a love that's stronger
Than an oak tree
That will be standing in the sun
When my life is done, yeah
A carefree girl
I couldn't see
All the future
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