Lyrics:
away
It was 1910 and they never had a friend
When he died by the rope down at Cherokee Bend
It was 1910 and they never had a friend
When he died by
left me
And put it to some use
Went looking for an answer
With those three cords and the truth
I come down from the mountain
I come walkin' in
At the video shop
Let me fly, fly you away
From all of the depression in you head
Caused by all the living in the red
I've got a bootleg version of Citizen
away from here
As she was passin' by I caught her on the fly
Climbed in an open door
Then I turned around to that desert ground
Saw the spot I
on Judgment Day
After midnight, if you still wanna meet
I'll be at the Black Horse Tavern on Armageddon Street
Two doors down, not that far a walk
I'll hear
away, and at last one day came a squaw with a story strange,
Of a long-deserted line of traps 'way back of the Bighorn range;
Of a little hut by
In an Arizona town one day
Bill Venero heard them say
That a band of Apache Indians
Were on the trail that way
Heard them tell of murder done
Three
cried, it's so hot inside
You could die in the living room
Take the fan from the window
Prop the door back with a broom
The cuckoo clock has died
As I was walkin' down Grosvenor Square,
Not a chill to the winter but a nip in the air,
From the other direction, she was calling my eye,
Could be
really scared of passing away
If it's today I hope I hear a
Cry out from Heaven so loud it can water down a demon
With the Holy Ghost 'til it drown in
memory lies there
By passing the doors of his life was a stage I remember
And in later years he would cease to bare teeth to a stranger
For sentiment
the hours go by
Fall and then arise again
I hear the darkness breathe
Sunk into the horizon
Fall down
Let those tears come down
Let them fade away
memory lies there
By passing the doors of his life was a stage I remember
And in later years he would cease to bare teeth to a stranger
For sentiment
waiting and hoping
The door will be open to them
On Ellis Island, day after day
On Ellis Island, time slips away
From Ellis Island, day after day
It's ninety-three degrees,
And the radio says a storm front's movin' in
Sure is hot
There's a double feature down at the Fox,
But everybody's
the door here's your hat coat and mitt
Cause here we read from the blueprint
again
You might say he found a key for every door
When he first came to the mountains his life was far away
On the road and hanging by a song
But
like you ain't took a bath with your cousins
Fit three in the bed if it's six of y'all
I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg
But
uh
Come on, come on, come on, come on, uh
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Knockin', knockin'
Knockin', knockin', knockin' doors down, showin'
standing up,
Smiles for the loved ones,
They go walking on down the aisles.
Each re-engages stepping into the sun,
I watch them turn like pages one by
will die and sometimes we will fly away
Either way you're by my side until my dying days
And if I'm not there and I'm far away
I said, don't be afraid
three albums deep, but I don't wanna go pop
Too many candy rappers seem to be at the top
Too much candy is no good, so now I'm closing the shop
Working hard on this motherfucking album
[Background vocals from Lil' Jon & Big Sam come in]
What up B-leech, goddamn Sleet as usual in the motherfucking
Well it was down some street we couldn't even pronounce
We were smoking a little from a half an ounce
Tequila was cheap but the flow we were
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