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What If Jesus Comes Back Like That
Collin Raye
Superstar Christmas
1997
He came to town on an old freight trainHe jumped off in the pouring rainEverybody said he's insaneJust a low down no account hoboHe made his bed beneath the county bridgeThe city folks said hey that's not hisThey signed a petition they're gonna get ridOf that low down no account white trashWhat if Jesus comes back like thatOn an old freight train in a hobo hatWill we let him in or turn our backWhat if Jesus comes back like thatOh what if Jesus comes back like thatShe was born into drug abuseShe couldn't help what her mama usedIt wasn't like she got to chooseNow she's layin' there all aloneGot a monkey on her backNurses say they never saw a smile like thatDoctor says she might stand a chanceIf somebody takes her homeWhat if Jesus comes back like thatTwo months early and hooked on crackWill we let him in or turn our backWhat if Jesus comes back like thatOh what if Jesus comes back like thatNobody said life is fairWe've all got a cross to bearWhen it gets a little hard to careJust think about him hanging thereHe came to town on a cold dark nightA single star was his only lightThe baby born that silent nightA manger for his bedWhat if Jesus comes back like thatWhere will he find our hearts are atWill he let us in or turn his backWhat if Jesus comes back like thatWill he cry when he sees where our hearts are atWill he let us in or turn his backWhat if Jesus comes back like thatHey what if Jesus comes back like that
Ordinary Pain
Stevie Wonder
The Complete Stevie Wonder
2005
When by the phoneIn vain you sitYou very soon in your mind realize that it's not justAn ordinary pain in your heartWhen you by chanceGo knock on her doorWalkin' away you're convinced that it's much moreThan just an ordinary pain in your heartIt's more than justAn ordinary pain in your heartDon't fool yourselfBut tell no one elseThat it's more than justAn ordinary painIn your heartWhen you catch upBut she says goodbyeHold back your tears and before you start to crySay you feel unnecessary pain in your heartTell her you're gladIt's over in factCan she take with her the pain she brought you backTakin that ordinary pain from your heartIt's more than justAn ordinary pain from your heartDon't fool yourselfBut tell no one elseThat it's more than justAn ordinary painIn your heartIn your heartIn your heartYou're just a masachistic foolBecause you knew my love was cruelYou never listened when they saidDon't let that girl go to your headBut like a play boy you said noOrdinary painThis little girl mind you will blowOrdinary painBut then I blew you out the boxOrdinary painWhen I put my stuff on key and lockOrdinary painIt makes me feel kind of sickOrdinary painTo know love put you in a trickOrdinary painI knew our love would have to endOrdinary painThe day I made it with your friendOrdinary painGiving your love to one unrealOrdinary painLike a big fool I know you feelOrdinary painBut in this lovie-dovie gameOrdinary painWith all its joy there must be painOrdinary painBut now the time has surely comeOrdinary painThis game don't seem like so much funOrdinary painYou're cryin big corcodile tearsOrdinary painDon't match the ones I've cried for yearsOrdinary painWhen I was home wainting for youOrdinary painYou were out somewhere doing the doOrdinary painYou know I'd really like to stayOrdinary painBut like you did I've go to playOrdinary painYou're dumb to think I'd let you beOrdinary painScott free without some pain from meOrdinary painI heard your song and took a chanceOrdinary painBut to your music I can't danceOrdinary painGo tell your story 'sob-sad'Ordinary painAbout you blowin what you hadOrdinary painSince one ain't good enough for youOrdinary painThen do yourself see how you doOrdinary painOrdinary pain
Betrayed
Kris Kristofferson
The Bottom Line Archive Series: In Their Own Words with Vin Scelsa
2017
Betrayed, by the one who says she loves youBy the one who says she needs you - above all other menBetrayed, by her fragile, vicious beautyHer father did his duty and I lie down betrayedJustice taught her confidence, her mother was like steelHer cousins, they're all convictsShe alone rose above that wheelBut a motorcyclist, no matter how goodIs slave to the oncoming truckAnd the poison of her father was her most pitiless luckBetrayed, by the one who says she loves youBy the one who says she needs you - above all other menBetrayed, by her fragile, vicious beautyHer father did his duty and I lay down betrayedThree of us lie in his bed - night of infamyOne of us lies on our back - her father's in her headAnd quick she turns and slaps my faceAnd with her eyes open wide she screamsI hate you, I hate you, I hate youBut she's looking right by meBetrayed, by the one who says she loves youBy the one who says she needs you - above all other menBetrayed, by her fragile, vicious beautyHer father did his duty and I lie down betrayed
Kanye West
Cause' ya know I got it goin' til' it's...Early in the mornin' (mornin')When she's all alone (when she's all alone)I'm a take my timeDo it how we want it (do it how we want)Just to set the mood girl I bought some Marvin Gaye and ChardonnaySo just let the song playThe long wayThe strong wayIt's our dayIt's our wayThis was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and ChardonnayHold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold upTalk to the, talk to the, handBitch, you talkin' to a grown ass manIt's, like way way too much in your pants for us not to make the bed squeak(There goes the bed sheets)Err'ybody rip the swag off'Fore I rip the tag offWhy my pants sag off, cause I'm rappin' my ass offFlow so ugly, money so handsomeThis the fuckin' anthem, get it, the fuckin' anthemEarly in the mornin' (mornin')When she's all alone (when she's all alone)I'm a take my timeDo it how we want it (do it how we want)Just to set the mood girl I bought some Marvin Gaye and ChardonnaySo just let the song playThe long wayThe strong wayIt's our dayIt's our wayThis was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and ChardonnayI don't really wanna uhh... talk too much shitBut you love it when I talk like I lost itAnd I love how you look when ya blazin'And I swear you turn at least half asianAnd we 'bout to have a liasonShe's so cool, give head with her shades onYou should just go and throw a cape onAnd it's just so amazingSo amazin'So amazin'Take it to the car, (bloop, bloop), that shit look like I'm speed racin'Leave em with me, it'll boost your reputationWestside is where I'm stationedSpend all night, just champagne tastingAin't no rush girl, let's just pace it til it'sEarly in the mornin' (mornin')When she's all alone (when she's all alone)I'm a take my timeDo it how we want it (do it how we want)Just to set the mood girl I bought some Marvin Gaye and ChardonnaySo just let the song playThe long wayThe strong wayIt's our dayIt's our wayThis was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and ChardonnayAnd this was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay.
Born This Way
Lady Gaga
It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital H-I-MJust put your paws up 'cause you were born this way, babyMy mama told me when I was youngWe are all born superstarsShe rolled my hair and put my lipstick onIn the glass of her boudoir"There's nothing wrong with loving who you are"She said, "'Cause He made you perfect, babe""So hold your head up girl and you'll go farListen to me when I say"I'm beautiful in my way'Cause God makes no mistakesI'm on the right track, baby, I was born this wayDon't hide yourself in regretJust love yourself and you're setI'm on the right track, babyI was born this way (born this way)Ooh, there ain't no other wayBaby, I was born this wayBaby, I was born this way (born this way)Ooh, there ain't no other wayBaby, I was born this wayRight track, baby, I was born this wayDon't be a drag, just be a queenDon't be a drag, just be a queenDon't be a drag, just be a queenDon't be, don't be, don't beGive yourself prudenceAnd love your friendsSubway kid, rejoice your truthIn the religion of the insecureI must be myself, respect my youthA different lover is not a sinBelieve capital H-I-M (hey hey hey)I love my life, I love this record andMi amore vole fe, yah (same DNA)I'm beautiful in my way'Cause God makes no mistakesI'm on the right track, babyI was born this wayDon't hide yourself in regretJust love yourself and you're setI'm on the right track, babyI was born this wayOoh, there ain't no other wayBaby, I was born this wayBaby, I was born this way (born this way)Ooh, there ain't no other wayBaby, I was born this wayI'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way(Way) don't be(Don't be)(Way) churchDon't be a drag, just be a queenWhether you're broke or evergreenYou're black, white, beige, chola descentYou're Lebanese, you're OrientWhether life's disabilitiesLeft you outcast, bullied, or teasedRejoice and love yourself today'Cause baby, you were born this wayNo matter gay, straight, or biLesbian, transgendered lifeI'm on the right track, babyI was born to surviveNo matter black, white or beigeChola or Orient madeI'm on the right track, babyI was born to be braveI'm beautiful in my way'Cause God makes no mistakesI'm on the right track, baby, I was born this wayDon't hide yourself in regretJust love yourself and you're setI'm on the right track, babyI was born this way yeahOoh, there ain't no other wayBaby, I was born this wayBaby, I was born this way (born this way)Ooh, there ain't no other wayBaby, I was born this wayI'm on the right track, baby, I was born this wayI was born this way (hey)I was born this way (hey)I'm on the right track, babyI was born this way (hey)I was born this way (hey)I was born this way (hey)I'm on the right track, babyI was born this way (hey)Same DNA but born this waySame DNA but born this way
Keep an Eye
Love Child
1968
Keep an eyeKeep an eyeKeep an eyeOn your close friendKeep an eyeKeep an eyeKeep an eyeOn your close friend'Cause what you got that'll make you loseAnd then turn around and step in your shoesI say they'll turn aroundAnd step in your shoesLike the day I stood there numbWatchin' my friend walk awayWith my love on her armNo, what she left me was The memory of the moment when she said"I'm sorry for what I have to doBut you see I love him just as much as you"Keep an eyeKeep an eyeOn your close friendKeep an eyeKeep an eyeYou better watch outFor your close friendThe devil's workshop is a busy placeOn top of evil there's an innocent faceOh, on top of evil he puts an innocent faceShe was just like a spiderOnly twice as smartKindness was the thread She used to weave our world apartIt used to be three of us seen all over townNow there's only twoSomeone's missing guess whoNow I see how she schemed and finallyWorked her way in betweenShe planted seeds of mistrust here and thereCausin' us to fight unawareHer comforting way when I would cryShadowed the look of triumph in her eyeJust like a snake on a limb of a treeA friend is an enemy you can see'Cause what you got that'll make you loseAnd then turn around and step in your shoesThey'll turn aroundAnd step in your shoesSo you better keep an eye on your close friendYou better watch out for your close friendDon't trust nobodyDon't trust nobodyKeep an eye on your close friendYou better watch out for your close friend
I Was There
The Statler Brothers
The Definitive Collection
2005
When she bought her first heels I was thereWhen she combed those last pigtails from her hairWhen she wore her sister's dress to the prom I must confessWhen the last dance was danced I was thereWhen I first fell in love she was there I can still remember when and whereBut life gives and takes and we all have our breaksWhen she broke her first heart I was thereWhen she walked down the aisle I was thereWhen she took the vows to always love and careWith dignity and grace I quietly took my placeWith the friends of the bride I was thereWhen they had their first fight and she called in the nightThough I knew it wasn't right I was thereAnd when he left her again and she needed a friendLike a fool I've always been I was thereThe last time we met he was there And whatever he thinks I don't careI loved her first and he loved her worst I know she told me so when I was thereI know she told me so when I was there
The Rock Show
blink-182
Greatest Hits
2005
Hanging out behind the club on the weekendActing stupid, getting drunk with my best friendsI couldn't wait for the summer and the warped tourI remember it's the first time that I saw her thereShe's getting kicked out of school 'cause she's failingI'm kind of nervous 'cause I think all her friends hate meShe's the one, she'll always be thereShe took my hand and that made it I swearBecause I fell in love with the girl at the rock showShe said, "What?"
Leila
ZZ Top
She had a look in her eye that could make you melt,Made me feel better than I ever felt.But bless her heart, she couldn't stay,I begged her not to go away.
Tell Your Friends
The Weeknd
Beauty Behind the Madness
2015
We are not the same, I am too recklessI'm not tryna go in that directionThese niggas, they been doing too much flexin'And they about to call the wrong attentionAnd I don't got no patience, no more testin'I do shit how I want, don't need no blessin'XO niggas ain't nothin' to mess withNobody stopping us, oh no, we destinedAnd everybody 'round you is so basicI'm never rockin' white, I'm like a racistI don't drink my liquor with a chase inThat money is the only thing I'm chasin'And some dope dimes on some coke linesGimme head all night, cum four timesBaby girl just wanna smoke a poundDo an ounce, get some dickTell her friends about itGo tell your friends about it (about it)Go tell your friends about it (about it)Go tell 'em what you know, what you seenHow I roll, how I get it on the low (oh)Go tell your friends about it (about it)Go tell your friends about it I'm that nigga with the hairSingin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitchesLiving life so trillLast year I did all the politickin'This year I'ma focus on the vision (the vision)I think these hoes deserve another fixin' (fixin')I'm talkin' 'bout the ones from the beginnin' (oh, oh)Don't believe the rumors, bitch, I'm still a userI'm still rockin' camo, I still roll with shootersI'm a villain in my city, I just made another killin'I'ma spend it all on bitches (on bitches)And everybody fuckin', everybody fuckin' (fuckin')Pussy on the house, everybody fuckin' (fuckin')Man, I miss my city, man, it's been a minute (been a minute)MIA a habit, Cali was the missionCruise through the west-end in my new BenzI'm just tryna live life through a new lensDrivin' by the streets I used to walk throughWhen I had no crib, I guess you call that shit a miracleGo tell your friends about it (about it)Go tell your friends about it (about it)Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen (oh)How I roll, how I get it on the low (oh, woah-oh, oh)Go tell your friends about it (about it)Go tell your friends about it I'm that nigga with the hairSingin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitchesLiving life so trillRoll some, roll someRoll someRoll someRoll someRoll someYeahMy cousin said I made it big and it's unusual (unusual)She tried to take a selfie at my grandma's funeralUsed to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen street anthems (Queen street anthems)Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon (in that wagon)And I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke (so broke)I used to roam around the town when I was homeless (na, na, na, na)Me and my Lamar would rob a nigga for his JordansAnd flip it just to get these hoes another nose fixNow we get faded when we want girl, we got choices (we got choices)Lay them on the fuckin' table, we got choices (we got choices)And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices (they got choices)They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointlessYeah, that shit is pointless (pointless)They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointlessYeah, that shit is pointless (pointless)They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointlessGo tell your friends about it (about it)Go tell your friends about it (about it)Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen (oh)How I roll, how I get it on the low (woo)Go tell your friends about it (woo)Go tell your friends about it I'm that nigga with the hairSingin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitchesLiving life so trillLife so trillAh, yeahLife so trillLife so trillOhLife so trillNa, na, na, na, naLife so trillLife so trillLife so trill
Sorry
Chris Brown
Black Market [Deluxe Edition] [Clean]
2015
She's just perfect in every kinda wayBut I don't think I can handle her painSo messed up and I'm too busy just running my gameOh, girl after girl, mistake after mistakeI've tried to change but they always around, pulling me down in bedGave you my word but they were just broken promisesBroken condoms, lipstick marks and unprotected sexI feel like shit, you know I ain't shitSorry, won't turn back the clockBaby I took advantage 'cause I knew youWouldn't believe it, so I used youI'm sorry, oh I'm sorry don't make it right, I knowWe at the crib, she got her legs wrapped around my waistConversation, she lick every tattoo that's on my faceLike a thug, I just wanna fuck, that's every dayTemporary separations, confessing my mistakesShe packed her bags and left me home and I'm still hurtYou new pussy, but she can't tell me that it's real firstA lot of lies apologized, the thirst realWhen she hit this thinking to herself, "Damn this verse real"Rehab out in Vegas, that made this a murdered sinSend the bottles to her table then made love on the jetTemporary thrills, all these women you think I tossedMy feelings genuine, disregard what you see on blogsI been a boss before I recorded Meek songMill in cash on the gram, they trending Meech homeIn the D, my G, he throwing that peace onEvery picture that you post leave comments on each oneI'm just a typical ordinary niggaBut I know that I can't change the rulesAll this time I blamed you 'cause I know what I'm doingStepping on your heart again, relationship ruinedI tried to change but I'm always out, fucking around in the clubPieces of my love letter tore up from this break upMy worst nightmare went right in my back, I wish I could wake upI feel like shit, know I ain't shit but I'mSorry, won't turn back the clockBaby I took advantage 'cause I knew youWouldn't believe it, so I used youI'm sorry, oh I'm sorry don't make it right, I knowLife's short and baby girl you deserve a winnerEvery day the diamonds on you get bigger and biggerHustle from my heart so every night I can deliverSaying sorry, laying up, way up in your liverBoss, the red bottom's got you walking funnyGet you an agent, she balling and all she talk is moneyTake her shopping, baby boy ain't no salary capsShe get it popping so you better bring battery packsPerfect time to relaxNothing is perfect other than being a perfect matchThey all watch me 'cause the moves I make out they budgetDiamond district, six figures on my shorty nuggetI've tried to change but they always around, pulling me down in bedGave you my word but they were just broken promisesBroken condoms, lipstick marks and unprotected sexI feel like shit, you know I ain't shitSorry, won't turn back the clockBaby I took advantage 'cause I knew youWouldn't believe it, so I used youI'm sorry, oh I'm sorry don't make it right
Funeral
Merle Haggard
Then I heard the sound of her little feet tap tap tapAs she made her way down the aisleHer little purse dangled from her tiny wristand it brushed her best Sunday dressAnd she boldly asserted the confidenceThat little folks like her possess.
Comfort of Her Wings
Charley Pride
The Ultimate Hits Collection
2008
I woke up in my bed again,I guess she must have tucked me inI can't remember much of any thing.I didn't see the angel, but I felt the comfort of her wing.
Pain and Misery
Marty Robbins
Well when I come home this morningWas still too dark to seeI could tell that baby wasn't sleepin' next to meShe's gone and left meWhere to, I guess I'll never knowI only know her leavin's brought pain and misery to my soulWell a note was on the pillowShe's gone without a doubtI tried to read her writin' but I couldn't make it outThe tears were fallin'Too fast for me to even readNobody knows my sorrow, nobody knows my miseryMy friends told me she'd leave meBut I said they wasn't rightShe'd give no word of warnin' she'd be leavin' in the nightCan't understand herWhat made my baby want to goI didn't hear her leavin' she didn't even close the doorWell, if she come home this mornin'I'd jump amd shout with gleeShe can't mean more to someone else than what she means to meI love that woman,I got to have her all the timeI got to have her near me to ease this misery on my mind
Everytime You Touch Her
Reba McEntire
Reba
1988
Do you hold her all night long?Do you sing her our love song? Do you kiss her lips until love makes her weak?
Old Timer
Willie Nelson
God's Problem Child
2017
You had your runAnd it's been a good oneSeems like the world is passing you byOh Father TimeHe just keeps on tickingStill got a lot of life and a song to singYou fell in loveBack in the dayCan't forget her faceCan't remember her nameShe was a beautyA shining starJust when you weren't looking she broke your heartYou been down every highwayBurned your share of bridgesYou found forgivenessYou think that you're still a young bull riderTil you look in the mirror and see an old timerOne by oneYour friends have crossed overYou pray for mercy and a few more daysStill got dreams inside your headSomeday it's a struggle just to get out of bedYou been down every highwayBurned your share of bridgesYou found forgivenessYou think that you're still a young bull riderTil you look in the mirror and see an old timerAn old timer
Dorraine of Ponchartrain
Johnny Cash
As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my wayThen she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of PonchartrainI pinned a flower on her heart, I swore we'd never be apartShe vowed her love forever and as I kissed her did the sameDorraine, my Dorraine, my dark haired little angelMy belle of PonchartrainWe sat down on the dock and with our hearts and fingers lockedWe laughed and talked and joked about when our names are the sameAnd joking I said honey are you marrying me for moneyAnd it took just one quick look to tell it hurt my dear DorraineShe jumped and stood above me and she cried why you don't love meI'm rowing home across the lake you won't see me againI called and called some more but she rowed fast from the shoreAnd the clouds brought by a wind began to rain on PonchartrainDorraine, I called DorraineCome back my little angel my belle of PonchartrainThe storm should make her learn that she should make a swift returnBut as the rain fell harder I lost sight of my DorraineAs panic gripped my heart I drew the oars and made my startTo look for her on raging waters and the rain on PonchartrainAt darkness I still called but no one heard my cries at allAnd when the daybreak came then others helped me look for my DorraineBut there was not a thing afloat except the oars from her rowboatFor all was lost upon the choppy waves and rain on PonchartrainNow I come day after day to where my sweetheart rowed awayAnd I gaze across the water of the rainy PonchartrainJust one thing and nothing more ever floated back to shoreWas this flower I hold it is the one I pinned on my DorraineDorraine, my Dorraine, my dark haired little angelMy belle of Ponchartrain
Boys [Co-Ed Remix]
Britney Spears
Ooh)BoysSometimes a girl just needs one (get nasty)BoysTo love her and to hold (get nasty)BoysAnd when a girl is with one (get nasty)BoysThen she's in control (you like that?
Beers Ago
Toby Keith
Greatest Hits: The Show Dog Years
2019
I had a hand me down ride painted rattle can redSecond hand tires with poor boy treadMade a lot of almost love in the bed of thatTruck that got stuck a lotJust letter jacket boys singing Jerry Jeff songsDrinking everything we could get our hands onLearning 'bout right by doin' it wrongHopin' we didn't get caughtAnd we spent what little bit of money we hadOn wintergreen Skoal and main street gasGo get your girl, go make a dragIf your lucky you can take her cross the rail road tracksWhere the man in the moon works his magicOn the second runner up of the 4H pageantSeems like yesterday even thoughThat was fourteen hundred and fifty two beers ago, ohSkipped that town on my birthdayFor eighteen years I was headed that wayWhere old red stopped I just stayedIn a room without a viewI met a one look girl in a two bit barI had a place, she had a carI won her heart with my guitarI sang her the homesick blues, 'boutSpendin' what little bit of money we hadOn wintergreen Skoal and main street gasGo get your girl, go make a dragIf your lucky you can take her cross the rail road tracksWhere the man in the moon works his magicOn the second runner up of the 4H pageantSeemed like yesterday even thoughThat was fifteen hundred and sixty two beers agoYeah, spendin' what little bit of money we hadOn wintergreen Skoal and main street gasGo get your girl and go make a dragIf your lucky you can take her cross the rail road tracksWhere the man in the moon works his magicOn the second runner up of the 4H pageantSeemed like yesterday even thoughThat was sixteen hundred and fifty two beersWhole lot of highway, a whole lot of yearsSixteen hundred and fifty three beers ago, oh oh
Honey (I Miss You)
Andy Williams
Icons
2010
See the tree how big it's grownBut friend it hasn't been too long, it wasn't bigI laughed at her and she got madThe first day that she planted, it was just a twigAnd then the first snow cameAnd she ran out to brush the snow away so it wouldn't dieCame running in all excitedSlipped and almost hurt herself, I laughed till I criedShe was always young at heartKinda dumb and kinda smart and I loved her soAnd I surprised her with a puppyKept me up all Christmas Eve two years agoAnd it would sure embarrass herWhen I came home from working late 'cause I would knowThat she'd been there a cryingOver some sad and silly late, late showAnd honey, I miss youAnd I'm being goodAnd I'd love to be with youIf only I couldShe wrecked the car and she was sadSo afraid that I'd be mad but what the heckThough I pretended hard to beGuess you could say she saw through me and hugged my neckI came home unexpectedlyFound her crying needlessly in the middle of the dayAnd it was in the early springWhen flowers bloom and Robins sing, she went awayAnd honey, I miss youAnd I'm being goodAnd I'd love to be with youIf only I couldYes, one day while I was not at homeWhile she was there and all alone the angels cameNow all I have is memoriesOf honey and I wake up nights and call her nameAnd now my life's an empty stageWhere honey lived and honey played and love grew upA small cloud passes overheadAnd cries down on the flower bed that honey lovedYes, see the tree how big it's grownBut friend it hasn't been too long, it wasn't bigI laughed at her and she got madThe first day that she planted, it was just a twigAnd honey, I miss youAnd I'm being goodAnd I'd love to be with youIf only I could
Tim Finnegan's Wake
The Dubliners
Irish Drinking Songs [CBS]
1993
"Arrah hold your gob" said Paddy McGeeThen Maggie O'Connor took up the job"O Biddy," says she "you're wrong I'm sure"Biddy gave her a belt in the gobAnd left her sprawling on the floorThen the war did soon engageIt was woman to woman and man to manShillelagh law was all the rageAnd a row and a ruction soon beganThen Mickey Maloney raised his headWhen a bucket of whiskey flew at himIt missed and falling on the bedThe liquor scattered over TimTim revives, see how he risesTimothy rising from the bedSaid "Whirl your whiskey around like blazesThundering Jesus, do you think I'm dead?"
Everything In Time (London)
No Doubt
Everything I doEverything is youCinderella HopeAnd it's all because you made me laughCoincidence or fateRunning towards a catastropheAnd everything I choseEverything for youAnd everything always in time will comeAnd I believe it's all for a reasonShe asked how we areShe asked if I was all weird againAnd of course I amBut I'm trying really really hardSo I lied to herAnd I was wearing this prisoner faceSo deep inside she had to knowI'm feeling lost inside the lowEverything always in time will comeLying in your bedI am a refugee you try to loveAm I wasting all of your timeAnd all my cute days on regret?
Ballad of the Harp Weaver [Previously Unreleased Track; Bonus Track]
Johnny Cash
Son said my mother when I was knee high You need of clothes to cover you and not a rag have I There's nothing in the house to make a boy's britches Nor shears to cut a cloth with nor thread to take stitches There's nothing in the house but a leaf end of rye And the harp with a with the woman's head nobody will by and she began to cry That was in the early fall and when came the late fall Son she said the sight of you makes your mother's blood crawl Little skinny shoulder blades stickin' through your clothes And where you get a jacket from God above knows It's lucky for me lad your daddy's in the ground And can't see the way I let his son go around and she made a queer sound That was in the late fall when the winter came I'd not a pair of bridges nor a shirt to my name I couldn't go to school or out of doors to play And all the other little boys passed our way Son said my mother come climb into my lap And I'll chave your little knees while you take a nap And oh but we were silly for half an hour or more Me with my long legs draggin' on the floor I rocked rocked rocked to a mother goose rhyme Oh but we were happy for half an hour's time But there was I a great boy and what would folks say To hear my mother singin' me to sleep all day in such a daft way Men say the winter was bad that year fuel was scarce and food was dear A wind with a wolf's head howled about our door And we burned up the chairs and sat upon the floor All that was left us was a chair we couldn't break And the harp with the woman's head nobody would take for song or pity sake The night before Christmas I cried with the cold I cried myself to sleep like a two year old And in the deep night I felt my mother rise And stare down upon me with love in her eyes I saw my mother sitting on the one good chair A light falling on her face from I couldn't tell where Looking nineteen and not a day older And the harp with the woman's head leaned against her shoulder Her thin fingers moving in the thin tall strings Were weave weave weaving wonderful things Many bright threads from where I couldn't see Were running through the harp strings rapidly And gold threads whistlin' through my mother's hands I saw the web grow and the pattern expand She wove a child's jacket and when it was done She laid it on the floor and wove another one She wove a red cloak so regal to see She's made it for a king's son I said and not for me but I knew it was for me She wove a pair of bridges and quicker than that She wove a pair of boots a little cocked hat She wove a pair of mittens she wove a little blouse She wove all night in the still cold house She sang as she worked and the harp strings spoke But her voice never faltered and the thread never broke But when I awoke there sat my mother With the harp against her shoulder lookin' nineteen and not a day older A smile about her lips and a light about her head And her hands in the harp strings frozen dead And piled up beside her toppling to the skies Were the clothes of a king's son just my size
Slow Jamz [College Dropout]
Jamie Foxx
The College Dropout
I told her to drive over in yo' new whipBring some friends you cool withI'ma bring the cool whip, then I want you to stripSee you is my new chick, so we get our grind onShe be grabbin', calling me Biggie like Shyne homeMan I swear she fine homes (back in the day)Why she always lying though?
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