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Just a Little Talk With Jesus

George Jones

The Gospel Collection

2003

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And just a little talk with my Jesus made me whole

Have a little talk with Jesus tell him all about our troubles
Hear our fainted cry answer by

you glare at me, woman? Off with you, off I say!

Beggar Woman:
Then ‘ow would you like to
Split me muff, mister?
We'll go jig jig,
A little—

Todd:

though, lemme catch my breath
Heavy delays I postponed
Chamber is hyperbolic, its filled with da unknown
The more I progress, envy will increase
Heart's

in our dreams

I hope you find your dreams
I hope you find your wings
Find your everything
Find your everything
Living with no regrets
Life filled with

since that moment
I ain't never been the same
Self hatred is a drug and I'm addicted
Not by decision
But by association with the wicked
And every time I

here you made it
Your Spirit keeps my mind creative
Even more now I'm awake unsedated
My heart was so filled with hatred
And without drugs and drink I

kong


Take notes you can say I'm a boxer I sell my books filled with facts and write hooks like uppercuts
Back to back I will print stacks it's

plans witnessed a man die
Was only fifteen, should've been a beauty queen, still
See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killed
Little girl,

People see me all the time
And they just can't remember how to act
Their minds are filled with big ideas
Images and distorted facts
Even you, yesterday
You

what to do (do) (ahh)
Hit ‘em with the swing (ooh)
Pass around the wing (ooh)
We just wanna win (ooh)
We just want that ring (kill em)
Hit ‘em with

spirit like biscuit
Everyday, the drama is hot and cold
She is, blowing thousands kiss
She cast you with the spell
Filled minds twisted toxic thoughts

I Wonder If They Ever Think of Me

Merle Haggard

The Best of Merle Haggard [Capitol 1968]

1968

It's been years now since that last letter came

Not a day goes by that I don't think of mama
And my nights are filled with thoughts of sweet Marie

I Wonder If They Ever Think of Me

Merle Haggard

Down Every Road

1996

It's been years now since that last letter came

Not a day goes by that I don't think of mama
And my nights are filled with thoughts of sweet Marie

that lonesome bay
Filled with so many tears of lovers long lost
They all cried in vain

How could I have become so removed from myself
In a universe

in by the day
Nike checks on me, I don't got a sponsorship
If they don't run with us, then we don't talk to em
We just been working, it's really our

Have a Little Talk With Jesus

George Jones

For God & Country

2013

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And just a little talk with my Jesus made me whole
Have a little talk with Jesus tell him all about our troubles
Hear our fainted cry answer by

mister" they squeal, my mother, she's sick
He holds a small box, filled with bills
He fills their claws with crumpled tickets to temporary might
Agents

at night
Tries to keep her head on right
But she can't anyway, prays to God for another day
Caught in a cage filled with rage
Filled with loss filled with

I wonder, I wonder what you would do
If you had the power to
Dream any dream you wanted to
I wonder,  I wonder what you would do
If you had the power

in blood wearing the tattered sleeves
Once a lovely mother, do my eyes deceive
Well, that curse is me
You will never be free
As I'm filled with rage in

Try to find the perfect time (perfect time)
To say something to you
Filled with need and filled with truth

But I'm just a drifting soul
With

you 
Would never ever ever
Make it home and be killed 
Out there
Running 'round with all your little boys 
Filled with fear, no faith, that God

Linda Paloma

Jackson Browne

The Pretender

1976

At the moment the music began
And you heard the guitar player starting to sing
You were filled with the beauty that ran
Through what you were

At the moment the music began
And you heard the guitar
Player starting to sing
You were filled with the beauty that ran
Through what you were