Lyrics:
khaki suit"
Well, one day, up the Avenue
There was a man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew
He said ah, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
Every evening you will find him
Around our neighborhood
It's the old dope peddler
That we know by doing good
Started off with a OZ end up riding fo'
railroad tracks
Oh, them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks
Them good old notorious so well known tracks
So, let's go back
Follow the yellow
When you understand the concept, then you'll know; "wow
I gotta listen to this song again!"
Uhhehe
Hunned pair a Jordans but they still live by their
Paw Paw Pete made me conscious of my feet
He was an old-fashioned dude
He only had one rule
If you leave the house
Put on outside shoes
You never
and a collar and a tie
A nice old lady you will find by and by
Buy a pair of leggings and I'll color them blue
For a foxy old lady I'll make her too
I met
and a band playing' at the Old Key Lime
I'm heading on over for a cold rum floater by noon time
A little sand in my shoes and a tiki bar stool will do just
a twenty-one speed bike
Or an old pair of running shoes
Or a walk through the woods, or a dog sled race
They all bring me right back home to you.
They all bring
the pair, by the three (By the pair)
Chopper soundin' like a snare in a beat (Like a snare)
I'm from the A, I love your ass, it's a peach (Peach)
Where I'm
to the money 'cause my homie need a new pair of shoes
Point made, close call
This is the life and time of the homie big Snoop Dogg
Powder on my clothes
single life, it's like an old pair of shoes
They just don't fit quite like they used to
Lonely's a friend we both know too well
But still we're all in
of new shoes
You left your old nigga, now your life look brand new
Your pussy like an engine, I hope it ain't ran through
I couldn't see me house wifin'
SUNNY DAYS MEANT NOTHING IF YOU WERE NOT BY MY SIDE
LET´S GET IT ON
JUST GO INSIDE
THE STORM IS NOT THAT FAR
GOOD OLD DAYS OF WINE AND ROSES THAT WE
pass me by
Staring out the window like I am meant to fly
Emotions come and they dig their roots
Skydiving with an old pair of shoes
Something something,
alot
Now it’s not
I got me some brand, new shoes
And dropped a chunk of cash
Then I threw, that old worn out pair
In the trash
How bout that
take in the ghetto you find a whole lot of crime
I can understand
Hey
I know what it means
Being nine years old before I got my first pair
Long ago a mason earned a new pair of shoes
Building a bridge to the sky,
Teaching the granite to fly.
Cross the bridge of god, cross the bridge.
With
Man you got it all worked out, don't you, old pair of shoes
Never wear your heart on your sleeve 'cause it don't go with the suit
You got a bad, bad
I'm in love with the thought of you when you were twenty-two
My pair of boots and your Converse shoes
Kicked off by the front door
Sipping cheap
a bunch of kids possibly sell more than me
and Randy Travis kickin all that country madness?
Failing star, failing guitar or a banjo
Your whole artform
suits, shoes, boots, a pair of baggy pants
Father was a good man, a true man, he taught me what to say
And he taught me what not to say, father was a nice
Man you got it all worked out, don't you, old pair of shoes
Never wear your heart on your sleeve 'cause it don't go with the suit
You got a bad,
tags and your old rigadoo?"
"I'll buy pair of leggins and a collar and a tie
And a nice young lady I'll go courting by and by
I'll buy a pair
the headland meets the sea
Blue china and oyster shells
Us, and the old man makes three
Gulls and cormorants circle the bay
Down by the estuary
He came to help
Discuss these old pair of shoes by randy travis Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In