Lyrics:
I've seen them down in the valley,
Wild roses that grow by the side of the road,
And they don't really mind if you pick them
And they don't really
rock, I make you sleep (oh, oh)
I'ma roll on 'em 'fore I ever let 'em roll on me
Split this one down the middle, wake up in a harmony (sick)
Worry,
of the valley
Where the nights are warm
We will fear no evil
When we get things done
Tap in, into the vain
We'll road trip and raise Cain
Down
Everything we ever do fits on a 7 inch screen
Just don't watch a film on it or David Lynch will scream
Plug in your watch and your wallet and your
in the valley that we all know
A river bend that's deep and slow
Where every creature drinks their fill
And other creatures take their kill
Now
The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the
Inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men
Blessed is he who, in the name
on the outskirts
I wish I was runnin' by your house first
Something 'bout a summer in the South, sure
Shines like gold down these old
Round bail river valley
Into the valley
Into the valley
I'm afraid to philosophize
For my simple mind may break down
For its pathways are unprepared
For the speed my thoughts
it move you
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of night
Oh, with You by my side, I'm stepping into the light
I choose joy
Let it move
When they write it all down in
The Big Book in heaven
They'll give us a cabin out under the trees
I'll lie on my back and stare at the ceiling
With
quite taken in by it all
Till her brother came in the Spring
And he took her back to St. Paul
I don't go down to Jackson
Ain't nothing there but
you were by my side
I could be any place in this whole wide world
And I know I'd be satisfied
Way up on the mountain
Or way down in the valley
I
wanna fuck with us, you must've had no common sense
I'll kill you then your guts get eaten up by Brotha Lynch
It's Strange Music so the competition
a breeze blowing by
As tiny crickets cry
And I lie down in this high desert valley
I told the brook that runs down through the valley
A secret my best friend never knew
The brook told the trees and the trees told the breeze
That I
Long Way Down
Written by Tim Lynch
My dad and my uncle too
They sat me right down
And said Boy, what you gonna do
It was on a shady river bank
My
Fall down drunk on the road
It's good to live in the country
Look at yourself as a man
The valley rings with ice-cream vans
It's good to live in
But I know, where she's drivin' to
Savior come quick to my door
I'm afflicted and I'm poor
In this lonesome valley
There's no place to eat
Gracious
Fall down drunk on the road
It's good to live in the country
Look at yourself as a man
The valley rings with ice-cream vans
It's good to live in
Fall down drunk on the road
It's good to live in the country
Look at yourself as a man
The valley rings with ice-cream vans
It's good to live in
the churches while you can
Port-a-loos
Yellow cabins by methodist doors
New Jersey car parks permeated by
D. Bowie [sound-alikes]
It's good to live in
(lynch):
Feel my nature rise, blood shot red eyes
Waitin' in your back seat, catch you by surprise
Situations and circumstances make you take them
and a twinkle in your eye
I remember oh so clearly
that you nearly passed me by
Then It Happened In Sun Valley
when you slipped and fell and so did I
Now
service
For the good ones left
And they are slimming in number by the
Minute as the lynch pins bend
Some people find purpose in loss
Some people put their
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