Lyrics:
How do you do young willie mcbride,
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside,
And rest for a while 'neath the warm summer sun,
I've been
Steamboat Willie Bonnie Prince of
All this shit
You're like the king of a certain genre
But even you must want to
Quit like if you hear
A record by Bob Dylan
of what you ain't
Well packaged to distribute to the masters
Plotted this since first grade classes
Class is elements of a classic
I've got evidence
an di lane an round di ben
World dance is di name an di title
Do by di dumb, di deaf di blind and di cripple
An I don't know why black wizard love it
Well, how do you do young Willie McBride?
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside?
And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun
I've been
John Davis - piano, Willie Lacey - guitar
Ransom Knowling - s bass
Album Complete Recorded Works Vol 5
October 19, 1945 - November 12, 1947
Document
The Green Fields of France
Well, how do you do, young Willie McBride?
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside?
And rest for a while in
a run'll tie the score
Yer blind, Ump,
Yer blind, Ump,
Ya mus' be out-a yer mind, Ump!
[MEG]
Six months out of every year
I might as well be made
somewhere in the swamps of Jersey
Well, hold on tight, stay up all night, 'cause Rosie, I'm comin' on strong
By the time we meet the morning light, I will
somewhere in the swamps of Jersey
Well, hold on tight, stay up all night, 'cause Rosie, I'm comin' on strong
By the time we meet the morning light, I will
In the swamps of Jersey
Well, hold on tight, stay up
All night, cause Rosie, i'm comin' on strong
By the time we meet the morning light
I will hold you
Well, how do you do, Private William McBride,
Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?
And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
I've been
an di lane an round di ben
World dance is di name an di title
Do by di dumb, di deaf di blind and di cripple
An I don't know why black wizard love it
Well how do you do, young Willie McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
And rest for a while ´neath the warm summer sun
I've been
up/ Jesus gonna make up/ Jesus gonna make up
My dying bed
One more time (spoken)
(Lyrics and music adapted from Blind Willie Johnson; arranged by Sam
of the dope stuff
So in the record store, you can't pass by us
GET the album, HEAR THE MUSIC
And hold on so you just don't lose it
As a reference, for
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man
And a whole generation who butchered and damned
Well I can't help but wonder now, willie mcbride
Do all
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
get outta line with me
Or it's a drive-by
My nigga Blow gon' sponsor the ride wit' me
Y'all saw the movie Venom, right?
Well despite a man (Spider Man)
Think Differently
Poverty-stricken, fried chicken, fly rhyme kicking
Blind visions from the mind's wisdom, in this crime religion
Niggas listen, what
Think Differently
Poverty-stricken, fried chicken, fly rhyme kicking
Blind visions from the mind's wisdom, in this crime religion
Niggas listen, what
off Willie's diamond
Designin' hoods, crept on without the Teflon
This plain resident left Georgia early like Stefan
Got chrome by the ozones
the younger girls of the generation
You know, the youth, there's no limitation
By the way, you know, free my nigga 21 as well, you know
Lot of y'all niggas
directed by my underdrawers
Leah Brahms and her moms both understand the problems
That a black blind engineer, with no fear, is facing while
We chasing
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