Lyrics:
was headed for
Pennsylvania, and some home made pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania, folks are travelin' down
To Dixie's sunny shore
From Atlantic
the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home
I met a man who lives in Tennessee
And he was headin' for
Pennsylvania and some homemade pumpkin pie
From
the holidays, you can't beat home, sweet home
I met a man who lives in Tennessee
He was headin' for Pennsylvania
And some homemade pumpkin pie
From
Oh my God, Pennsylvania's an inferno!
Watch it fall down to the ground!
Oh my God, Pennsylvania's an inferno!
Everyone look what's goin' down.
the holidays you can't beat home sweet home
I met a man who lived in Tennessee
And he was looking for
Pennsylvania and some homemade pumpkin pie
Now in
do lets go
finna give yall 16 bars
uh lifes good so im feelin great
call me outta town shawty er'y week a different state
3 cell phones, pennsylvania
tried
Cause the Pennsylvania Dutch that we once spoke has been forgotten
And the Mormon way of life is almost gone
But now and then we gather down in
For the holidays, you can't beat
Home, sweet home
I met a man who lives in Tennessee
And he was headin' for Pennsylvania
And some home made
OF PENNSYLVANIA STEEL
I’LL RACE THE RAIN FIGHT THE WIND
THIS RADIO’S MY ONLY FRIEND
LORD YOU KNOW I LOVE THE WAY IT FEELS
LIVING LIFE ON 18 WHEELS
I LOVE
different
Things you don’t know
Well, she stepped right off
Of that Greyhound bus
It was late on Saturday night
Out in Western Pennsylvania
The air was warm
and cracked
I'm just a Pennsylvania boy
Take it day by day
You're just a sweet sweet girl
Trying to change my ways
Everybody wants to sing the blues
How about
to Pennsylvania
Though I can't go home this way
I walk in the door and lock it, sit and stare at the socket on the wall
They cut the line to my phone, so I guess
Well, I come from Pennsylvania
With a guitar on my knee
From the village of Belfast
I'm bound for the sea
Yes, in Salem, I'll be a sailor
With
perfect shade of blue
all my friends hanging out just like high school
I think bout forever until I go home, and wake up in Pennsylvania
it's my tradition
think I could forgive you somehow
And lately I think about Pennsylvania
The woods and farms and cornfields on the drive
And how kids have stupid dreams
It's the Sweatermania
Knitting is the way
I'm in Pennsylvania
Gonna play my song today
Alright
Knitting sweaters green and blue
Red and pink and yellow
Chapped and bleeding lips - Take me somewhere else
Fix my broken hips - Make me someone else
Keep Pennsylvania beautiful
Keep Maryland full of shit
for ya
Got my cape cuz I meant to save ya
Long lost love moved to Pennsylvania
There ain't enough sun in West Virginia
To make me forget I won't forgive
eyes up
Maybe if I still was, In Pennsylvania
And you weren't, headin' west
Where you go, love will follow
Lay your weary head, to rest
I've lived
Wait, why don't you
Shake yo body like the Macarena
From L.A. to Pennsylvania
Come over, I could entertain ya
Cause baby I'm an entertainer
Hopefully
1600 Pennsylvania Avenue
You've got a Hoover in the closet
And a portrait in the attic
There's some free speech in the cellar
That's a Communistic
Verse: Coming ‘round the bend
to stir the breeze
Underneath the skies-eyed
purple leaves
Chorus: There’s no need for a Pennsylvania heartache
Trapped in Pennsylvania
So far away
From the woman who means everything to me
Trapped in Pennsylvania
Though that's not to say
Pennsylvania
give me space
You know I'm in a different mode when bro come home
We can't relate
Pennsylvania plates but this Edgewood like twelve hours away
Know ya
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