Lyrics:
lonely, or a love that's gone cold
The wealthiest person, is a pauper at times
Compared to the man with a satisfied mind.
When life has ended and my
out of there.
My daddy used to ride the rails
(So they say, so they say).
Soft as smoke and as tough as nails
(Boxcar Jones, old walking man
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
own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne
So, by keeping her heart protected
She'd never ever feel rejected
Little miss
a dirty overcoat
At the foot of the pillar of the road
Propped inside was an old man
Whom time could not erode
The night was snapped by sirens
Those
to walk like a man
By our Lady Of The Roses
We lived in the shadow of the elms
I remember ma draggin' me and my sister up the street to the church
How many times have you heard someone say
If I had his money I'd do things my way
Hmm, but little they know
Hmm, it's so hard to find
One man in
How many times have you heard someone say
If I had his money I'd do things my way
Hmm, but little they know
Hmm, it's so hard to find
One man in
Stormzy is'
You know like, so, I don't wanna hear man say
'I'm too gangster listening to Stormzy'
Shut up, that's a lie, you ain't
You know them ones
a better one
I made a man so happy when I wrote a letter once
I hope my children come and visit, once or twice a month
Soon I'll be sixty years old
Lang Syne.
Twinkle, twinkle little star,
How you wonder who I am.
Way up in the sky, so low,
You're a better man than I am, oh, by Jove.
How many times have you heard someone say
If I had his money, I do things my way?
But little they know that it's so hard to find
One rich man in ten
How many times have you heard someone say
If I had his money, I do things my way?
But little they know that it's so hard to find
One rich man in
Yo! bust this!
I got a plan to take you by the hand
And whisper in your ear that
I want to be your man
So understand the bottom line plan
I
right by my side
You know, I can tell the whole wide world to shove it, hey
Here comes my girl
Here comes my girl
Yeah, and she looks so right
She
money I could do things my way
But little they know that's so hard to find
One rich man in ten with a satisfied mind
Once I was waiting in fortune
Burn
Yeah yeah
Lonely lonely lonely
Loneliness is such a, drag
So here I sit to face
That same old fire place
Gettin' ready for the same old
Virgil Caine is my name and I drove on the Danville train
'Til so much cavalry came and tore up the tracks again
In the winter of '65, we were
Burn
Yeah yeah
Lonely lonely lonely
Loneliness is such a, drag
So here I sit to face
That same old fire place
Gettin' ready for the same old
you're lonely
Or a love that's grown cold
The wealthiest person
Is a pauper at times
Compared to the man
With a satisfied mind
When my life has
And parting is grief
And a false-hearted lover
Is worse than a thief
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow
I lost my true lover
By courting so slow
Burn
Yeah yeah
Lonely lonely lonely
Loneliness is such a, drag
So here I sit to face
That same old fire place
Gettin' ready for the same old
or a love that's grown cold
The wealthiest person is a pauper at times
Compared to the man with a satisfied mind
When life has ended, my time has run out
ever uttered
Tell my boy I want him to come back
My eyes are blurred, my poor old heart is breaking
So, I'm writing you this letter edged in black."
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