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her
And drive by the projects while a nigger hollar
I let her drive the V
She's my pretty young thing
I let her ride with me
She's my pretty
the parlor
Where my lady she did fall
Now Long Lankin shall be hanged
From the gallows, oh, so high
And the false nurse shall be burned
In the fire close by
Goodbye Joe, I got to go, me-oh, my-oh
I got to go pull the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, she's the sweetest one, me-oh, my-oh
Son-of-a-gun,
I was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long.
Like a worn-out recording, of a favorite song.
So while she lay there sleeping, I read
My lover comes to me with a rose on her bosom
The moon's dancin' purple
All through her black hair
And a ladies-in-waiting she stands 'neath my
She wasn't young, But she still a child
There was innocence in her painted smile
She called to me As I passed her by
Lady of the night Looked in
Little Miss Cecilia Green
Little over sweet sixteen
But the cutest flapper that you've ever seen
When the fellows pass her by
She will always
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
she passed me right by, oh well
I guess, I'll hang my tears out to dry
Tears out to dry
rather be alone, an' I know that sounds crazy,
'Cause you're all woman, but she's all lady.
You're all woman, but she's my lady.
On a Sunday morn sat a maid forlorn
With her sweetheart by her side,
Through the windowpane, she looked at the rain,
"We must stay home, Joe
know that I'll always be true
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand
Gonna shoot my old
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z
Lady
I been fakin' my past...
But now I know my connection is comin' through
I put my ass on the line when you walk by...
Hey--so what's new
Don't look
Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
Me gotta go, pole the pi rogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
three four
(spoken)
Gather round friends, why hurry
Let's all stay a little longer
(sing)
Ya oughta see my blue eyed Sally
She live way down
Good-bye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll
to have dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing
Ladies and gentlemen
It's my pleasure to introduce to you
He's a friend of mine
Yes, yes I am
And he goes by the name
Justin
All the way
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
an earful of trash
And my old lady, she just don't understand
Why those floozies got their hands on her man
And my poor Daddy, he still don't understand
I was standing by my window
On a cold and cloudy day
When I saw the hearse come rolling
To carry mother away
Will the circle be unbroken
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