Lyrics:
Right outside of this one church town
There's a gold dirt road to a whole lot of nothin'
Got a deed to the land, but it ain't my ground
This is
of a pre-disposition
Playing God, aw nah, here we go
America the brave still fears what we don't know
And "God loves all his children" is somehow forgotten
But we
was in town a-drinking,
I drank a health to the ladies all around,
But my love to Barbara Allen."
He turned his pale face to the wall
And death
The man wrinkles his face
But it's already worn
The coffee is sour
And the shirt is torn
But the smile is bigger than the Atlantic sea
And it
you
Anything you want in this whole wide world
Mama gives you money for Sunday school
You trade yours for candy after church is through
Smoking
Ghetto child, thinkin' he's been had
But I can just hear him
In the back of his mind sayin'
Didn't have to be here
You didn't have to love for me
While I
me
She said, will you treat me like my daddy did
Left me and momma, I was just a kid
He took off runnin', I never saw his face again
So, when it
and you know
He never walks away
He never asks for money
He takes care of me
'Cause he loves me
Piece by piece, he restored my faith
That a man can be
on your feet, pretty mama
I helped you when you had no food to eat
Now you're that kind of woman that just don't understand
You're taking all my money
I know my love by his way of walking
And I know my love by his way of talking
And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue
And if my love leaves me
in kind
He gave the gift of love and went out of his mind
You see him and the wife wasn't getting along
So he took out his guitar and he wrote
was in town a-drinking,
I drank a health to the ladies all around,
But my love to Barbara Allen."
He turned his pale face to the wall
And death
darlin'
Like a baby boy loves his toy
You, you've got kisses sweeter than honey, whoa Lord
And I work seven days a week to give you all my money
Uncle salty told me stories of a lonely
Baby with a lonely kind of life to lead
My mammy was lusted, daddy he was busted
They left her to be
got in the way
We've been sitting in your backyard for hours
But she won't even come out and say hi
While my mother baked a little cake for you
the bird (look)
So read up 'bout how I used to get beat up
Peed on, be on free lunch
And changed school every three months
My life's like kind of what my
from the rafters high
"I sang Him to sleep that He would not cry
We sang Him to sleep, my love and I"
"I", said the dove, from the rafters high
And so
calls him for that perfect dream
But oh, he's got his demons
And they stay right by his side
Through his everyday hell, yeah
He loves his wine and his
love
The kind of love that you've only dreamed of
Baby, you're not the only one
You don't have to be afraid to fall in love
And I know that you've
get out!)
At first, I did love you (love you)
But now I just wanna fuck (I just wanna fuck)
Late nights thinkin' of you (of you)
Until I get my
test
'Cause there are two kinds of love
To do the thing that we do the best
My masterpiece
Who in the world do you think that you are fooling
up all in his arms
And kisses gave her one, two and three
Then weep no more, my own true love
I am your long lost John Riley
Saying weep no more, my
and where's my money?
Unreal values, crass distortion
Unwed mothers need abortion
Kind of brings to mind ol' young King Tut (He did it now)
Tried to make it
I, said the dove, from the rafters high
I cooed Him to sleep that He should not cry
We cooed Him to sleep my love and I
I, said the dove, from
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