Lyrics:
(Just let me go, ah ah I'm going to care)
Why don't you be a Jones like your Sister and your brother Noel
When are you gonna be a Jones your just like
He spends his running after me
When I feel myself going down
I just call and he comes around
But for the first time
I feel love
Ho ho ho ho ho
I called Chad on Wednesday night
So we could make plans for Thursday night
He said "we could go hit the Peapods"
I was like yeah, that's my
Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by a highway in a ditch
He's lookin' down kinda puzzled, pokin' that dog with a stick
Got his car doors
alive
I would be like Ginger, you ain't Gilligan isle
Really don't care, I'm in love with the island
Rockin' Dior 'cause it goes with my diamonds
Got
the USA
I was born in the USA
Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man said, "Son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my VA man
He said, "Son,
I was born by a river, oh man, in this little old tent, oh
Just like this river, I've been running ever since
It's been a long, long time coming
But
of a pistol
My brother run out and come back in all excited
And I said what was it and he said it was the report of a pistol and then he said
Mr Garfield
heavy, he's my brother
So on we go
His welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear
We'll get there
For I know
He would not encumber me
He
in my heart that he would just ride away
I hated to face him next sunup that day
I met him at sunup, the crowd gathered round
Waitin and watching for
of the Johnstown Flood"
I catch him when he's strayin', like any brother would
Man turns his back on his family, well, he just ain't no good
Well, Franky went
it
He said, "Who snitched?"
CHORUS
Yo, how did he go out?
He went out like a bitch!
So ladies
We ain't just talkin' bout you
Cause some of you niggas
bet we'd get along just fine
He could calm a storm and heal the blind
And I bet he'd understand a heart like mine
Daddy cried when he saw my tattoo
But
of the Johnstown Flood"
I catch him when he's strayin', like any brother would
Man turns his back on his family, well, he just ain't no good
Well, Franky went
I ain't gonna call Hank Williams Jr Jr anymore
Even though I know what all his daddy done before
Hank weighs close to two hundred pounds and he
and he played me
More tracks that blew my mind and I mentioned
That I would like to write with him
And he said he had studio time and why
Not tomorrow?
by the time he's in his teens
And heaven help him if he's anything like me
He'll probably stay out too late and drive his car too fast
Get
Seen a man standin' over a dead dog lyin' by a highway in a ditch
He's lookin' down kinda puzzled, pokin' that dog with a stick
Got his car doors
by the time he's in his teens
And heaven help him if he's anything like me
He'll probably stay out too late and drive his car too fast
Get
drank wine
And I bet we'd get along just fine
He could calm a storm and heal the blind
And I bet he'd understand a heart like mine
Daddy cried when
wants to meet ol' Santa Claus
I took my brother to the department store
He wanted to show Santa his Christmas list
He stood in line and he shook like
with them all
Cause he was El Toreador
The day of the feast
Was just a lie in the east
When he left Maria's warm bed
Her dark eyes said more
with them all
Cause he was El Toreador
The day of the feast
Was just a lie in the east
When he left Maria's warm bed
Her dark eyes said more
would come along
I started to realize that everyday he finds just what he's lookin' for
And like a shooting star he shines, and he said
Take my hand,
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