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Big John
Big John
Every morning at the mine, you could see him arrive.
He stood 6 foot 6, weighed 245.
Kind of broad at the shoulders, narrow
I see her layin' by the poolside every day
She ain't got a lot on
She ain't got a lot to say
She wouldn't look my way
But, buddy, what do you
in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
This that food
it's 25 to 9
They'll be coming, to get you
In 20 minutes time
You'll be drawn, you'll be quartered
You’ll be hung like hammer
And I warn you, get ready
Sweet water, hidden river
Flows right by my place
Life is slow, fishin's good
That's how I spend my days
I've got a sun-browned local lady
She hails
There was an old widow in Westmorland who had no daughter but one
And she has prayed both night and day she should keep her maidenhead long
"Ah,
This is the tale that was told to me by the man with the crystal eye,
As I smoked my pipe in the camp-fire light, and the Glories swept the sky;
everything I see
But most of all I want that man
I want that man
I want to be kissed from head to toe
By that man in the very back row
But he won't
[Bonus track]
A priest caught in lust
Is roaming the red light
Pays to indulge his sins
Body cry
Each day he awakes
And prays for forgiveness
I think the two of us
Should visit paradise
We'd be so calm inside
I'd be your alibi
I want to be the one
That shares in all your dreams
Always
of school
Doin' the right thing playing by the rues but
One day she caught his eye thirty six, twenty four with
A skirt size five. He stepped to and
Asked
the reason he started to roam
In Yorkshire near Rotherham, he had been on the ramble
Weary of traveling, he sat down to rest
By the foot of yon' mountain
Lays
just a lad
I rode into a cattle town, a boy of twenty-three
So young and yet that very day I carved my destiny
I walked into the town saloon that
another season at the foot of the Sweet Brown Knowe."
"Oh," says he, "My pretty young fair maid, now why do you say so?
Look down in yonder valley where my
there to meet his judgment day
The shivering came upon him wave by wave
Well, he could feel the breath of death in Nickajack Cave
Then high above him
Winking on the waters they came
Twenty hard-hats, and twenty eyes
In her clapboard shack, man
Only six foot by five
Well they killed all her whiskey
tossed
Rolling home to you
Old man, take a look at my life
I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me the whole day through
Just one look in my eyes
Always at the foot of the photograph, that's me there
Snug as a thug in a mugshot pose, a foul-mouthed rogue
Owner of this corner and not much more
on the other foot
You know that's when it hits the fan
Get over it, honey, life's a two way street
Or you won't be a man of mine
So I had some beers with
to get finished
I'm watching last days wind down to final minutes
Got dreams of paradise and my whole fam' in it
So I ain't got time to play no crime
goin on, on and on and on
On and on and on
Yo I've been treading on this globe man for twenty-five joints
Sometimes Shaitan got me by the pressure
a man"
Well, two years to the day
Vance came walkin' in the driveway and
I didn't recognize him from his size till he got near
He came in and he
dying from back in the days of pure mass murdering
Well, everyday yuh hear another likkle youth gone
And another m-16 man born
Man plant peas
Pity a man for he don't know
The trouble he'll pass goin' down life's road
When a man is one and twenty he thinks he knows it all
He can't see
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