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you gossip like hoes
Poured up a four I move with the wind
The muddy it got me real slow
I remix it sell it for low, yeah
I remix it sell it for low,

I feel the track and, ride it like the wind
Like Christopher, back to deliver again
First off, you must know I'm no gimmick
I'm quick witted, get it?

Townes Blues

Cowboy Junkies

Black Eyed Man

1992

You're clean as a widow woman's washboard, son,
Stick it in the wind
Put the mountains to your back
The great plains on your grille
Time to take

Townes' Blues

Cowboy Junkies

Waltz Across America

2000

You're clean as a widow woman's washboard, son,
Stick it in the wind
Put the mountains to your back
The great plains on your grille

Time

We been copped by the rock solid the Rock sovereign
Not gonna drop like the stock market with COVID comin
We know he comin we overcomers he bore

ride so fast down the hill
Laughing so hard in the cold
Whoever thought "Bama" could see snow

Long road trips cross country
Bike rides on the trail

chose
To keep right on
I'm choosing to transform
Just like being born
We all cross the misting current
One by One

Life is a river
And it flows

Engine hums, a sweet escape
You and I, we set the pace
Mountains rise like ancient hands
Guiding us to distant lands
Cross a bridge, where waters

So through the faces, around the clock
We're just tryna ride university waves

I lost the original flavour, she spit me out like bubblegum
There was no

These cheeba laced dreams got me singing sweet woes like “whoa”
I’m singing sweet woes like “whoa” (like “whoa)
You need to close your eyes and ride slow

These cheeba laced dreams got me singing sweet woes like “whoa”
I’m singing sweet woes like “whoa” (like “whoa)
You need to close your eyes and ride slow

Narcissistic ways
But I still believe in hope
For me from you
Died like a butterfly
Ripped my wings away
Bled like an angel
Martyred by mistake
Died like

and who I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon

to these rappers 
Hell naw I aint feeling yall

Came from an error 
Where soldiers would ride
So im taking it back
Like im Marty McFly

Martian in mind
Out

Stay Cool

The Roots

The Tipping Point

2004

tougher than penicillin
From the block where the crooked cops killin' like a villain
Children, in the hood gettin' rocked by they buildings
And brothers,

gettin' rocked by they buildings

And brothers, 'cross the board gettin' knocked by the millions
The stress, got me ignitin' the potent marijuana leaf

Stay Cool

The Roots

The Tipping Point

2004

rocked by they buildings
And brothers, 'cross the board gettin' knocked by the millions
The stress, got me ignitin' the potent marijuana leaf
Tryin'

ALL AROUND NOTHING NEW
DOESN'T MAKE SENSE TO ME
UNIVERSE STRETCHING OUT
A NEW WAY TO LOOK AT THE WORLD WE LIVE IN

THE WIND BLOWS AS TODAY GOES BY

a remix
I cannot do over any thing that I've done
So I free my mind of the bling, of the runs
And I got so many things that I need to finalize
Cross Ts,

on a ride
Feeling like we're by my side
Music on, power winds crossing all night

Night drive, everything feels right
Headlights, shining on your past
But

than a stoner
And I drink way more than Homer
I can see like Christopher Columbus
Juiceman, the trap house bunkin'
You niggas ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'

I know and I chose it
On the highway
Like a cold wind

[CHORUS]
I was a highway man
On the coach roads I did ride
Hold that pistol by my side
I was

It's two-hundred years of rust on a gate
It wind up like a toy when the wind plays
Kid shit
She was blowing before the wind
Tell them blowsy

She said "I'm sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon calling me in