Lyrics:
pass around
The coffee and the pumpkin pie
It'll nearly be like
A picture print by Currier and Ives
These wonderful things are the things
We
to the commoners
Some dirty white boys and some bougie black girls
Nearly one million sold but I'm still in that world
That's why you won't see Bubba, Buckhead
admit that I'm not coming back
Will you just never let on?
You have to face it, it's nearly a fact
What will you do What will you do?
We said we'd
just a man
That's nearly figured out his master plan
Just stick around and you gon' see
I'm worth every pound
Please do not lean on me, I'm
Baby don't go
You've nearly shown everything you are to me
Darling don't stray stay here with me
Because that's how it ought to be
You've come
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Didn't I make you feel like you were the only one? Yeah
Didn't I give you nearly everything that a man
Now you look like you just got back from somewhere
Somewhere, you know that it's true
Together we went nearly to nowhere
Nowhere really worth
Flamed, the time when nearly changed
Still I was a slave, waiting to be saved
Dream, the body sleeps but I
Am not to proud to roll
On the back
there be cowgirls, come on
He met me back in '68
The first time I met her I was nearly eight and she was ten
Her name was little Kay-Lynn
She was
And nearly every time that I lean off track
You don't even know it but you lead me back
And when I'm swimming in the dark
You are the compass of my heart
home
It never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya?
It pours, man, it pours
Will you tell the folks back home I nearly made it?
Had offers
end street, dead end street
Dead end street, head to my feet.
All my frost morning
Wipe my eyes and stop me onion
And my feet are nearly frozen
can't tell you how important this is
Been through to way too many, hits and misses, almosts, nearly forevers
Oh I don't think I can take another, here
and
Time realign just what you got
With what you nearly had and what you want
You fall asleep and then the moment's gone
So open your eyes and
Yeah, its
a silver sparked glittering gown
And his golden beard flows
Nearly down to the ground
Nothing to say, nothing to hear
And nothing to see
Each
to drive us all insane
Nearly lost a few head up in the pines
At night, some of the boys get to talking up their girls back home
I tell 'em there ain't
I'll make things right
And while I held you at best you nearly died
Forget about the past
And I'll try to make things right
Love, oh love, oh careless love
You've fly through my head like wine
You've wrecked the life of a many poor girl
And you nearly spoiled this life
have thought about the things that you said to me
I should have walked away the first time I saw your face
Was so distracted, nearly lost it in
Love, oh love, oh careless love
You've fly through my head like wine
You've wrecked the life of a many poor girl
And you nearly spoiled this life
and the pumpkin pie.
It'll nearly be like a picture print by Currier and Ives.
These wonderful things are the things we remember all through our lives!
Just
foundation nearly turned to sand
With foolish faith in faulted leaders that I must disown
Now rise again, this darkened heart betrays what I've always held
(Food clothes medicine)
Heh, so y'all know it's nearly a hundred and ten degrees in this f***in' vulgar room domain.
Got the motherf***in' face
Take a look down your highway
Tell me what d'you see
Well if you're down my way
It could well be me
Stood on your corner
I'm nearly down on one
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