Lyrics:
All that I own All I can drag Riding along with me In my saddlebags Got a Mexican blanket And an old faded photo of my wife A flask of Scottish
is wild but he is mellow He is strong but he is weak He is cruel but he is gentle He is wise but he is meek Reaching for his saddlebag He takes
The Covenant Take it all back Take it all back Back in the cadillac Put those words right back in the saddlebag Can't see Sight fogged with the cataract I'm
Haggling for the last gram of hash From the Haberdashery Saddlebags strapped with cash Six gun salute Stallion galloping past you Batwing doors creaking As I
[Chorus:] This lady got the thickness Can I get a witness This lovely lady got the thickness Can I get a Hell Yeah Grab them saddlebags
Jet-black mare Full red moon Olives in my saddlebag Although I know the road so well I shall not No I shall not I shall not Get to Cordoba Por el
his saddlebag's full And his heart's full of sorrows, but his intentions are bold He'll ride through the day on his old dappled gray And by night he
a sixgun With my saddlebags My sixgun is a-ready to roll I done some jobs And I'll rob a bank, well, I'll rob a man when I damn sure will I got
the saddlebag and a stretch of road He made his living on odd jobs With his thousands of friends Celebrity of biker spots His road would have no end Eight
saddlebags They crossed their legs and laughed all night You see, the wild bunch was in drag They sang, I'm Na'cho Mama Na'cho Mama I'm Na'cho Mama,
Sidesaddle to their saddlebags They crossed their legs and laughed all night You see, the wild bunch was in drag They sang, "I'm na'cho mama!" "na'cho
on to wrangler school With a slingshot and a saddlebag of hand-me-down tools Doesn't want to look like a fool Pass the jail without tears Time machines,
On the open road, hummin right along God is riding with me The Sun is setting low, got nowhere to go God is riding with me My saddlebags are black,
a saddlebag of sand He killed an innocent man Took his woman and his land And called it blood These streets aren't nice Blood There's sin and vice Blood
I can hear your midlife crisis from a mile away Saddlebags, tassels, touch of grey Sometimes you go outside and you think you've got it made Turns out
got a 10 gallon hat My saddlebags are fat I got a dog named blanket Colored brown and black I got a 10 gallon hat So what you looking at Ain't you
Oh the wind's blowin' bitter o'er these barren plains The sweat from our palms now is froze to the reigns And the saddlebag cash surely sets us
broke curfews and windows Now we handing out bodybags You niggas been slow I could run with a switch flow Harambe got saddlebags Cava zip code We got
Lighten up, Saddlebags - hack up a phlegm gem Plaster a Rembrandt, practice your back hand Master the art of saving. You need a saving throw Back
he my saddlebag Bending all these bitches like my name is sin the acrobat When i drop another song ion they can handle dat I can't wait to move up
ride his horse Peanut down all around all the thrift stores an antique stores lookin for em, fillin' up his saddlebags with em. Now, if there was some
Death ringed tones off of walls through your homeland Train heading westward on Saddlebags and boots strewn about as the youth move around at dawn The new
cause she sings through the very pipes that became famous For saving lives on the road, got the saddlebags and ape hangers With a .45 in his cut in case
the cul-de-sac bend Whoa there steady boy steady Gotta nickel to spend on your brand new girly Comb ya hair ready boy ready Gotta saddlebag of hope ridin' with
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