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I put my hand there, hold it
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by ya
I'ma be right by ya
Lighters up, lighters up
boom ba-boom-boom
He say
I want to know when I can go
Back and get drunk with my friends
I want to know when I can go
Back and be young again
are too many things
And now we're standing on the edge
Looking like here we go again
It used to be old me but today
I woke up as your friend
By: jimmy buffett
1970
Can you tell me where I might find my friend and companion
Now he looks a little different from anything you've seen
He likes
does it feel to know you can't go home
How does it feel to know you can't go home
Come on Razor Face my old friend
I'll meet you down by the Truck Stop
(Oooooh!)
All day long, I hear my telephone ring
Friends calling giving their advice
From the boy I love, I should break away
'Cause
the reason why we're so fucked
'Cause by the time it's over, won't make the slightest difference
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
And I don't wanna be
go don't go don't go don't go don't go back and start drinking again
I could hear lots of laughter just over the way
My friends sounded happy and gay
I
uh, uh
I ain't gonna flex no more, I gave my watch to my best friend (yeah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (whoa)
I be
my friend
I'm gonna see my friend, make it go away
I'm sick of everything
I'm gonna see my friend, make it go away
Bueno sera, I won't be long
Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go; go Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit up in the trees by
and sleepless nights
(Oooooh!)
But now, he's back in my arms again
Right by my side
I got him back in my arms again
So satisfied
(Oooooh!)
It's easy for friends
(Oooooh!)
All day long, I hear my telephone ring
Friends calling giving their advice
From the boy I love, I should break away
'Cause
gonna be friends
I can tell that we are gonna be friends
Walk with me, Suzy Lee
Through the park and by the tree
We will rest upon the ground
on tv
My friends and I sometimes pretended to be
Years have gone by but now and again
My heart rides the range with my heroes and friends
Your
and defended injustice
Or sanded the heart of a friend that got rusted
I don't know my number or year that I'll pass
From this cold world to the kingdom that
or shine, you've stood by me girl
I'm happy at home (happy at home)
You're my best friend
Ooh, you make me live
Whenever this world is cruel to me
I
right under your chair (under your chair)
200 right up on my dash, my coupe right here (skrr)
Throw it up, don't be scared
I was throwin' up and it was
I almost died
There to greet us were pretty senioritas
I swore that I would not go home them
All those lovely ladies were my friends
All those
(oh, oh)
I was born to run, I don't belong to anyone, oh no
I don't need to be loved by you (by you)
Fire in my lungs, can't bite the devil on my
Written by Woodie Guthrie, Huddie Ledbetter & Alan Lomax
Ramblin' round your city
Ramblin' round your town
But I never see a friend I know
As I go
life, Styrofoam cups, no ice
Party 'fore we go inside
Never let 'em out my sight, they're right by my side
Them my ride-or-dies, them my ride-or-dies
friends if any,
So stay my friend and go away my friend.
I'm really wanting you to go away.
Everything you do, the things you say.
Confuse me now
In high seas or in low seas
I'm gonna be your friend
I'm gonna be your friend
In high tide or in low tide
I'll be by your side
I'll be by your
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