Lyrics:
You were too bad for a little square town,
With your hip-hop hat and your pants on the ground,
Heard you cussed out mama, pushed daddy around
Just shovel a little good earth over my head
'Til everybody open up the hymn book and sing a happy song
Shall we gather at the river in the sweet by
spot down by the river
Where our sweet love first began
Just because we are married
Don't mean we can't slip around
So let's walk out through
turning around
The hills roll out like centuries
Pass by without a sound
Just a mile outside of town
side, west side all around the town
We’ll trip the light fantastic
On the sidewalks of
New York i’m a native new yorker
Oh Oh i’m a native new yorker
I
flow
I grabbed her by her golden curls and drug her round and round
Throwing her into the river that runs through Knoxville town
Go there go there
in a garbage can
The kids hang around by the old school ground
Right by the river where the body was found
Throwing stones on hallowed ground
Who
yeah, yeah
Do what she want, she rock a pawn shop throw, sippin' on a Fanta
Drinks by the river but she shoppin' in Atlanta
Ridin' in a Honda but she
Blue dog on my floorboard, redhead by my side
Cross the mighty Hudson River to the New York City side
Redhead by my side, boy's sweetest thing I've found
lie down by me, baby
Run your fingers through my hands?
I been all around the town
And still I do not understand
Is it me or is it you?
So run 'em off
Don't want 'em around
Run 'em off
You'll be the talk of the town
Run 'em off
And make 'em let us be
Well if you don't run 'em off
I'll
maybe ten miles out of town
When I heard the rose of Memphis boys that's when I left the ground
I can't go back to Storyville way down there by the sea
Well, there's a house in an alley
In the squats and low-rise
Of a town with no future
But that's where my future lies
It's a secret, but no
Amazing Grace how sweet
The sound that saved a wretch like me
Along the river by the road
Near a Mississippi town
Was a place where my family loved
On the river floats Papa's great big boat
That's how my Papa goes into town
Takes every bit of the night and day
To even reach the place where the people
Molly Brown, waits for me
In a little one-horse town
And Boley, Oklahoma
Where white folks don't come around
I'm thinkin' about you, Molly
I'm
I don't care whether you hear this
I don't care if I'm alone here singing songs to myself
There's nobody else around, around
Meet you up
tried it my friend.
I'll never smoke Weed with willie again!
Now we learned a hard lesson in a small Texas town
He fired up a fat boy and he passed
enough, I'm by myself
He just now left
You know, I went down to the river
Started jump overboard and drown
I thought about that little mama
Turned around
town
Where the river runs down
From the forest
With a mighty roar the big jets soar
Above the canyon streets
And the con men con but life goes
Send this out to all the friends of my little home town up north of here, up on the river:
Slow days of Summer, in this old town,
Sun goes across
right
In a little southern town by a river
In a building called sheer croppers shack
Lord I was raised from a babe to manhood
By a mama who was
work in Dallas
But the river has to go
Oh, whatcha gonna do when time runs out on you
Run down, ghost town
Barren pastures all around
How ya
on the bayou fishing
On the river floats papa's great big boat
And that's how my papa goes into town
Takes him every bit of a night and a day
To even reach
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