Lyrics:
the
Lonely oak tree?)
I rearrange
All my mistakes
Look at your hands
Mine are too weak
Do you recall
How their eyes stalled
When I fell from the
Lonely oak
Gospel Oak
Come, gather round, O brethren come
Our march has just begun
With the blood that´s in our veins
We´re entitled to rule inferior men
I've last felt its presence
Into the woods
Where the oak tree's swaying
Into the woods
Where the oak tree's waiting
Hours passing inside beaten
in return
At least that is what I'm told
The old oak don't give apples
But he gives a damn
When things ain't going
Exactly as you planned
His roots are
Rolling into Roseville, where legends till the dirt
Oak Creek's callin', where the thrill never hurts
In Northern Cali's heart, there's a track
Drink that fucker up
Aged in an old barrel oak
They stamped that drink
Barrel full O' smoke
Aged in Blackjack oak
They call that drink
Now the parties
There was a tall oak tree that loved a bubblin' brook
And the bubblin' brook loved a mountain high
And the mountain high loved the sky above
Goodnight love we'll meet again
Tomorrow down by the old oak tree
Climb up here and she's up there
And they're keepin' us worlds apart
I'm in misery she's in
Let's burn down the cornfield
Let's burn down the cornfield
And we can listen to it burn
You hide behind the oak tree
You hide behind
'Way up in the snow
Where the scrub oaks grow
And the coneys and the picas play
Where the marmots abound
All a-diggin' in the ground
Lightning spoke to the wind, "The devil's in me today, my friend
Do you see that old oak tree down yonder?
Blow like hell and bring down thunder
to me then?
Under the oak trees and the leaves withering
Do you remember what you said to me then?
Under the oak trees and the leaves withering
There's two trees in Becky Hill's front yard,
One big, and one small
That big oak's been there for ages
And they planted that willow last fall
He
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
You my oak tree, you my misbelieve
You my collard green, you the song I sing
You the front
'Way up in the snow
Where the scrub oaks grow
And the coneys and the picas play
Where the marmots abound
All a-diggin' in the ground
against her,
but she said she could still do it alone.
and i saw for all of us, she spoke:
"wont you stand up for the hearts of oak?"
i was listening
a fire in that old Oak Tree.
I remember, I remember, I remember everything.
Well, I'm the one who lit that fire in that old Oak Tree -
I'm the one
The way I feel is like a robin
Whose babes have flown to come no more
Like a tall oak tree, alone and cryin'
When the birds have flown
the stop sign at Oak Street
The same thought crosses my mind
Should I turn right like I always have,
Or left and leave it behind?
Right or left at Oak
beau
And you wrote on my slate, "I love you, Joe"
When we were a couple of kids
'Member the hill, Nellie Darling
And the oak tree that grew
Laying torn up on the floor
And God only knows he never meant to do her wrong
A careless weekend on the other side of town
Has torn the King of Oak
The way I feel is like a robin
Whose babes have flown to come no more
Like a tall oak tree, alone and cryin'
When the birds have flown
Well, it don't scare me none,
I've been there before,
Sideswiped an old Oak tree
In a rusted-out old Ford.
Shot at guys who were shootin' back
hey...hahaha
{Hey big spender!}
[Chorus:]
[Jay-Z:]
{Hey big spender!} That's what them hoes say
{Hey!} Ho pouring rose-ay
{Hey!} Rose gold, royal oak, automart,
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