Lyrics:
the world will not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad tracks and find
That you're waving from the back roads by the rivers of my memory
memory
In a tear that I will leave behind me
Cause I'm as real as I wanna be
Taken from "real as I wanna be"-album leaflet by sunny
like Dolly Parton
Gotta drink patron at a angle
And no fit for dangle
Could have played for Bengals
But I chose to sing the stars spangled banner
many tears I've sat here and cried
Or how many lies that I've lied
Telling my poor heart
He'll come back someday
Oh, but I'll be alright as long
You’re my Dolly, You’re my pit bull.
You’re my coyote howlin’ in the woods.
You’re my $100 bottle of champagne.
You’re my nicotine in the hot tub in
You’re my Dolly, You’re my pit bull.
You’re my coyote howlin’ in the woods.
You’re my $100 bottle of champagne.
You’re my nicotine in the hot tub in
I walk along some railroad track and find
That you're movin' on the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
personality's created by my traumas
I've got a tone of make up
But dolly eyes will never say I'm dead inside
I've drawn the shiny glitter tears
So nobody ever
you seen and what you saw?
Now my name starts your sentence, you'z a hater by law
I'm by far tighter than training bras on Dolly Parton
You think
dolly
Suck me off that Molly
Pretending you made it with me
Cut you out my picture perfect bliss
And I've been drinking & dying
Everyday of my life
I
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
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the night
I hear the calling
As the train goes by
Then all I hear is my footsteps falling
Upon the tears I cry
(yeah)
If I could find a better way to get
Booze by the gallon
Ricky runs the radio
Brother says play rock and roll
Till Dolly sang about
Takin her man
He's said Dollys a baller
Has a step
I took a walk in the rain one day on the wrong side of the tracks
I stood on the rails till I saw that train
Just to see how my heart would react
Now
Traditional, arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie
It was late last night when the boss came home
Asking about his lady
The only answer that he got
And a pug with a mug like Dolly Parton
Even though her crotch smelling
Like a Dolly Varden
And In her spare time shorty probably garden
Or maybe shopping
Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle
Why God, why God do I gotta bleed?
Every stone thrown at you restin' at my feet
Why God, why God do I
Higher than the planes crashing on 9/11 ordered by Bin Lauden
Higher than boobs sitting in push ups bras and pads on Dolly Parton
Higher than a home run
yes my nigga
We all blessed my nigga, uh
And you ain't gotta she'd no tear
I'll be everywhere, and I'mma always be right here
I ain't forgot those
Happy wedding day
My little boy went away
And his mama
Cried the tears I tried to hide
He took his bride
By the hand
Went off to be a man
There'll be no
of God my niggas only rock Givenchy
I'm always tipsy move from place to place like I'm Gypsy
White girl like Dolly Parton big tits she from Poughkeepsie
Papa one eyed jack
You probably seen me sleepin'
Out by the railroad tracks
Go on and ask the prince of darkness
What about all that smoke
Come
Put a dead cat on the railroad tracks
When the wolf bains blooming by the tressle
And get the eyeball of a rooster
And the stones from a ditch
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