Lyrics:
Since a year-old, forty-seven year-old scab
Just to hear them words, ear piercing
Like my earlobe stabbed with a needle for an earring
Should I feel
Old rockin' chair's got me
(Old rocking chair got you, father)
Cane by my side
(Your cane by your side)
Fetch me that gin, son
(I ain't got no
to the new-born King!
Christ, by highest heaven adored,
Christ, the everlasting Lord,
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of the favored one.
Seven lonely days
And a dozen towns ago
I reached out one night and you were gone
Don't know why you'd run
What you're running to or from
All I
to come by
Left us wonderin' what it all was about
He had it easy, man he chose the hard way
Walk that old, lonely road in the shadow of a doubt
Hey,
Healing rain is coming down
It's coming nearer to this old town
Rich and poor, weak and strong
It's bringing mercy, it won't be long
Healing
Have you seen the old man
In a closed-down market?
Kicking up the paper
With his worn out shoes
In his eyes, you see no pride
And held loosely
Old rockin' chair's got me
(Old rocking chair got you, father)
Cane by my side
(Your cane by your side)
Fetch me that gin, son
(I ain't got no
45s
You were one in a million, I never felt so alive
Just wanted to be with you 24/7
Didn't want this to end you're my 7th heaven
Couldn't count my
45s
You were one in a million, I never felt so alive
Just wanted to be with you 24/7
Didn't want this to end you're my 7th heaven
Couldn't count my
old man, he played seven
He played knick-knack up in heaven
With a knick-knack, paddy whack
Give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
This
Dependin' on how you keep your hair
Now it's fuck 'em up and nothin' but NWA
Smokin' a 7 or an 8th, way before 7th grade
My classmates sellin' yay
rolling home.
This old man, he played seven,
He played knick-knack up in heaven.
With a knick-knack paddy-whack, give your dog a bone
This old man
And he stooped to pick it up with trembling hands
As he read the childish writing
The old man began to cry
'Cause the words burned inside of him
Like
Knows that stayed in garages
9 da 5 taken out garbage
Caged looking for away out
Tells me baby we blessed now
Don't stress out
7th verse
No
Well I got on in Bristol, by the old Virgina line
With a suitcase full of dreams, and a brand new spendin' dime
I had a full bouquet of music,
happened, I lost every dime
But I'm richer by far, with a satisfied mind
Money can't buy back your youth when you're old,
Or a friend when you're
the moonlight dances in your eyes
And I know there'll be that moment
The good Lord calls one of us home and
One won't have the other by their side
But heaven
Decades, meet me at Heaven's Gates
7th Ward by the lake 'til my death
He'll come off of your drunken stupor from Bourbon Street, Saturday night
Get up
Now Jonnie never got his wish December 25th
That’s what he said when we left the orphanage
Nine years old, but Jonnie was an old soul
Gonna spend
Heaven sent the promised land
Looks alright from where I stand
'Cause I'm the man on the outside looking in
Waiting on the first step
Show me
Four pretty daughters
For this small town
Southern man
Then a few years
Later came another
A boy, he wasn't planned
Seven people
Living all
A chestful of old goodbyes
Tear streaked faces by the light of the moon
Here on a river of fools
Here on a river of fools
A trio of angels holding
going crazy
This nigga going 7th
These days you know the
Hammer under the pillow
Got a mansion left from the ghetto
I'm trapped in the middle
So niggas
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