Lyrics:
life was one of crime
And now you see the trouble that it's got me
There are four bare walls at which to stare
Me food and me lodgings they are paid
she
Finds Hartright's lodgings
She opens the door on a squalid
Bedsit there is no sign of life
A makeshift bed empty bottles and
Detritus but no
It's of a jolly beggarman came tripping o'er the plain
He came unto a farmer's door a lodging for to gain
The farmer's daughter she came down
delight when the farmer picked us both
I spoke not a word in the cart to the farm
But my heart beat in my throat
My lodging was dry and my master fair
The noble Virgin and her guide
Were long time seeking up and down
To find a lodging in the town
But mark right well what came to pass
From every door
delight when the farmer picked us both.
I spoke not a word in the cart to the farm, but my heart beat in my throat.
My lodging was dry and my master fair
tide
The noble Virgin and her guide
Were long time seeking up and down
To find a lodging in the town.
But mark how all things came to pass;
From
morn
There was a blessed Messiah born
But mark how all things came to pass
The inn and lodgings filled was
That they could find no room at all
the mountain
With six white horses by her side
No stops for gas, food or lodging
She's wearing nothing but a smile
And though we struggle our freedom
Our
the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi
the type of thing - Sure.
it was alright It was OK ?
I'm not lodging any complaints or anything,
there was just one problem
What was that?
It all sounded
living poet
Was ogling you all night
You should be wearing the finest gown
But here you are now
Gas, food, lodging, poverty, misery
And gardenia
You
motion
Bodies at rest
That's inertia, inertia, inertia
Did I win a million bucks
Yes, you did
And now you go to where the lodgings are deluxe
Backslide
With affordable lodging in a subroof,
Nestled among the filth
Frequencies and bad intentions,
Gotta take orders worth I said
Have you ever
a blessed Messiah born
But mark how all things came to pass
The inn and lodgings filled was
That they could find no room at all
But in a straw-filled ox's
and lodging
Now pitched as a dangerous erotic adventure)
I'm no one to say
Who can or can't be a singer
God knows my own credentials
Were not extensive it was
the concrete reality of the
situation and lodging it,like a wedge,right between both sides of
Liberal Man's brain
Liberal Man is caught off gaurd by this
the sky
Searing rain of molten rock, flesh begins to fry
Burning fragments, steaming stones tearing through my skin
Lodging near my organs, I'm burning
road I was situated
In a lodging house with me brother Dan
'Til by perseverance I elevated
And I went to the front like a solid man
So come with me
That's your mighty man, son
Your mighty man
Well, the boat and the train ride
In a misty November
We had the worst of the lodgings
And we hated
get started
Targeting artists, ain't no dodging em, lodging them
Cause they fraudulous, yeah, my ho might been sporting shit
No tours and shit, no super
living poet
Was ogling you all night
You should be wearing the finest gown
But here you are now
Gas, food, lodging, poverty, misery
And Gardenia
You
Tell his reverence your story
Let us see if he's impressed
You were lodging there last night
You were the honest Bishop's guest
And then, out
one and it tak's a day or twa
And when you reach your lodgings aye it's soon asleep you'll fall
But you'll rise at five with the sleep still in your e'e
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