Lyrics:
To watch the ships sail on the sea?
She took her sister by the hand
And led her down to the North Sea strand.
And as they stood on the windy shore
Follow that dollar for a long way down
Far away from the poorhouse door
You either get to hell or to Hadestown
Ain't no difference anymore
Way
To watch the ships sail on the sea?
She took her sister by the hand
And led her down to the North Sea strand.
And as they stood on the windy shore
Hov, lames let all their hate vent
So I fell back three years like, go ahead, be great then
I popped out with Fly God, I popped out on Donda
I popped
and a pistol by his side, uh-huh
Well he rode up to Miss Mousey's door, uh-huh
He rode up to Miss Mousey's door, uh-huh
He rode up to Miss Mousey's door
hometown,
Maybe you're the best on the block,
But by the time you make it in New York,
Your axe will be in hock.
Gettin' in the door will cost a fin
in the shadow of the Pole,
With a little coffin six by three and a grief you can't control?
Have you ever sat by a frozen corpse that looks at you
happens to you in round two
Three by three
When it happens to me in round three
Four by four
With your hand on the door
In round four
Five by five
Cuts
(Verse 1)
Well, I wake up in the morning, sun shining bright,
Got my boots on, feeling alright,
Heading out the door, with a smile on my face,
In
a million of Y'all and only one of me(hey)
What happened to the village as far as I can see
It's been burned down by this modern day slavery
[Donovan:]
Saw her at the beach
Strolling by herself on the shore
Softer than a peach
Sudden as a knock at the door
I could feel my heart
Tearing down
the state champ years
A broke down store, live bait, cold beer
That old brick church, with three feet of waterworks
That old gravel lot full of four by
on me when they wed
I'm like a member of the family
Three generations, you've handed me down
I'm in the drawer by your bed
Still the book you never
Year's Eve
One eye on a pistol and the other on the door
One eye on a pistol and the other on the door
Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to King Fish
mare
If you see me go by, put up a prayer"
Well, they rode all night, and they rode all day
Eastward, long down the broad highway
His spirit was tired
(Reese Wilson)
I could stop right here turn this car around.
Walk back through the door put my suitcase down.
Tell you I'm sorry and things
One, two, three
Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all a tale
Well, he fell in love with a Gun Street girl
And now he's
light by the pack
Canine city rats
Zoot suit wolf pack
Can't put us down
Runaways from the pound
Junk is our jewels
Gristle's our gruel
Give us a bone
down in a tear-stained letter
Well my head was beating like a song by the Clash
It was writing checks that my body couldn't cash
Got to my kneest, I was
we do (Rich Homie)
AC blowin' on a nigga, I'm three-cool (I need a fan, nigga)
It's only one of me, be you
She a runaway if she get loose (yo' ho)
like a runaway tank, a hip-hop rebel
And if you wanna battle, you best bring a shovel
My man, so you can dig your grave
Cause there's no way that you
The three little pigs have done built up their home's
And the wolf's been chased from the door
And little Bo Peep has done found all her sheep
the sea
VERSE 2:If I had but one choice, I would stay with you and hold you till the day I die.Pray the Lord keep me safe till I'm back by your side.If I
the sea
VERSE 2:If I had but one choice, I would stay with you and hold you till the day I die.Pray the Lord keep me safe till I'm back by your side.If I
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