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told my stories and Joe told his and
I smoked up all his Viceroys as we rolled along
He pushed her ahead with 10 forward gears
Man that dashboard was
and she says you'll be my man
I'll have me the best bearhunter in the hills
A wild child was Tiger Whitehead and they say he killed
Ninety-nine bears before
what we do best
Flock his projects, that's a home run, Day
The baseball is what we do best
Carpe diem, that's how you say seize the day in French
I stand
knew it'd be warm.
At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
"Big Joe's the name", I told
That's when I hit the window, indo' coming out the back room
Boom, Pretty and his man, Black Caesar
Damn, they saw me and they bustin' at me
Cab just
deserve.
V54 Woman 4
Can you believe, THIS is what he said?!
V55 Woman 2
His goal, to instill fear!
Woman 3
Finkelstein
You should have pulled him by
such man I'd like to speak
A rapparee by name and deed
His family dispossessed and slaughtered
They put a price upon his head
His name is known
I'd like to speak
A rapparee by name and deed
His family dispossessed and slaughtered
They put a price upon his head
His name is known in song
said,
"Would you like to take that shower, now?"
Well, I couldn't leave
Unless the old man chased me out,
'Cause I'd already promised
That I'd milk his
swung
At me with all his might
Rita mumbled something
'Bout her mother on the hill
As his fist had hit the icebox
He said he's going to kill
Me if I don't
'cause that time is coming for me
Like a stranger on the road
I left my thoughts at home and the new ones about to arrive
are already saying me I'm going
So don't be frightened
Don't misbehave
My name is Pat
What's your name?
Hi kids, I've been walking on by
I think my gas tanks empty
So lately, I need
by step, step by step
Over the great divide
And his skin is black
The last of his tribe
And he turns his back, turns his back
On the great divide
body
Reincarnated to someone with gruesome hobbies
Maybe I won’t be a man. Maybe I’ll be a beetle
Just chillin’ on a steep hill
Redefining my free will
that it's way too costly for me to ignore you
Through all seasons, our prayer life led by the Spirit will produce perseverance
So as faith worketh
to the blessings that he granted you"
Waitin' by this phone
Better days are comin', I know
You've been gone so long
But one day you'll be home again
Just
corn unto my horse, mother
And meat to my man John
And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night comes on
Oh stay at home with me, dear
read on the side of the road
The next town is 125 miles away
And these very words came into his mind. He said
By the time I get to Phoenix, she'll
impossible
His final soul is flying with contempt only
Even the legendary glance backward to meet with eternity's stone
In peace or save his already
upon the wall is still ticking in the hall
She must be home soon… soon
Where a younger man would weep
He takes a pill and goes to sleep
Now who would
Every man's a god, every god is a man
Yet the devil has himself a ball with all y'all
Yall fallin' from grace, like a lost human race without even
moment of silence and
I let go of his shirt
I started to think that maybe I'd
Made some kind of big mistake
I tried to walk out onto the platform
But by
And so the wicked came to lead him from his home
Through leveled trees and trampled pastures, the ruins he would roam
But still they want for more,
ain't coming home
Oh, a man holding on to a woman letting go.
His heart is telling him to hang on for dear life
Cause deep down he knows she's
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