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Lucille

Kenny Rogers

Country Classics [EMI Gold]

2002

children and a crop in the field
I've had some bad times, lived through some sad times
But this time your hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time

children and a crop in the field
I've had some bad times, lived through some sad times
But this time your hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time

deepest fears escape and unwind
When my calloused eyes are closed they're blind

There's a big wall here and a big wall there
But nothing in between
I've

feel it on my skin
I thought I'd know by now how to take a punch
How to throw in the towel when it gets too much
But I work my bones on this barren land

as them patch kids
Fresh package ay
Zip locked candy's in the bag ain't no plan B
Plan A finna get the bag build a crib by a
Damn lake and get it with

dawg, by any means
Humans are so greedy, I promise to never leave and
Never lose this hunger building in my stomach, y'all made even 
Said my grandma

Slipping into the heartless becoming darkness 

(Nice Guy Turns Bad)

Verse 3

Monsters are not born they're created/

By the ones they're associated/in

the meaning in his reasons was
But he gripped them tight into mine
And my sister's hands with love
All tough and calloused up 
That grip never told a lie
Now

until the end
Punished by the hand of God
For seizing fruit of knowledge
The metaphor made flesh- you'd carve
Me pound for pound

And as he rots in his

Potpourri of uselessness.

Sit with much pain as I watch a summer go by with the
boredom of watching paint dry.

Why this time? Gone away. Nothing

I speak my mind and go analyze
Every vibe checked. Crossed them off line by line
No. I don't flex. Why would I waste my time
to impress others when I

in nothing

Watcher 
Keep sitting idly by
See me throw away my time
My dreams
Are filled with lies
And I can't hide my shallow disguise

Monotone

Rest is for the weak
My father once told me
Play is for the wicked
Waste away the day
Building castles in the sand
Calloused hands so rough

yet we roll on unphased
Been called to the stage too many times now to count
By a similar man who refused to bow out
I've been stoned, but I will never

got your heart calloused Confusing his voice
With something you imagined
He got a big house
And it got many mansions
But you won't get in
I'll just make

The Lady is Risen

Johnny Flynn

Country Mile

2013

Calloused pride come to die in our hands as we touch
And so soften me now, let me take as it's given
For the wind's started up and the lady is risen

Is

here for the birds or scorched by the burning sun
In the field we're up early, we wake in the dark
The ploughman push their diggers, they keep the blades

Is it yours or mine?
And all the world's a stage with no time to rehearse
A shadow, a curse, lost youth in a hearse
Calloused and sore, resentful

her by 

Lug lines like tie-die on merry minds 

Shitting bricks like lemons 

It's squinting time 

If I’m your son then I must be too-too-too hot

conflict
Stocks soaring in camo

Far from home
Something awakes
Hungry and alone
Slouching to its fate
Step by step
Day by day
Coming to collect
The toll

Joshua

Dizzy

Joshua

2018

you're catching on
By the time it's the chorus
You nod and sing along

There's a bitterness and a mellow sting
It was always in vain
Yeah, it was

pulled by a calloused god
I'll blend your head to concrete in camouflage

I don't recognize the world you created
But I'm the god that memory has

on the street is that someone left a gift
But you won't trek the journey, just hoping for a lift
Speaking in code, if you can catch my drift?
Limited time offer

Here we go
It's an obstacle
River's deep, cave steep
Watch, swim, don't sink
And we'll beat our sticks
On the path made by our bare feet
Calloused by