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Soldier's Last Letter

George Jones

The Musical Loves, Life and Sorrows of America's Great Country Star

1968

Written by Redd Stewart and Ernest Tubb
(As performed by George Jones) 
When the postman delivered the letter
Well, it filled her old heart full

Gadsden, Alabama

My name is Wayne, I'm from Alabama
Here's the back story
I just fell off the turnip truck with Ernest Tubb
I'm 33, I've got 3 kids

let me know
I'm an indigo child, we can handle extra
If you hear me right now, in the sky write me a letter
You can send it by bird, I got no problems

All the things that I've dreamed
When I missed you
I just wanna kiss you
I don't know how anyone
Could ever just resist you
Man I really miss you
Take

old days
Where everything was good, never gray
Take me back
Take me back to the good old days
Take me back
Take me back to the good

Now I'm gonna be

Lewinsky
I'll be right here in the thick, they can diss me
But they'll get flung like a frisbee
If what you chattin' is wet
Miss me, bitch, please
Erich

Closer to My Dreams

Drake

Drought Is Over

2009

fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch

fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch

I’m fuckin depressed. I been under duress
By my own thoughts, plotting something, bugging and vexed
I’m a hundred percent going outta my head
Only

was there to be my princess

I ran into this girl who would take my mind
Shape my mind, she really would take the time
To fall in love with me, every

Hold out 'till my demise, I be spitting through the lies
I be sitting by my lonely watch the world go by
And no-one telling my why, the plight, the black

your face
Miss seeing your friendly agenda, so they
Listen to melodies I had to go play
Cobain my brain for the art of music
More pain in my dome, it's

If by the grace of God I can replace it with a smile
I hope my soul can be redeemed, you know it's bound to take a while
Cause you know, I mean you

only ride where the rangers be
I'm right where the bangers be
I started an agency
You staring-aging seeing me

Got you growing grey hairs
I might even

growing grey hairs
I might even shed a tear
Either way, lay away the game
Pick it up later for some lay ups
You slip and miss, step ya pay up
See me comin'

when the sky is grey
I've been feeling so broken and lost
I really don't care what's the cost
You're the one that's holding me down
This is something I

Letter to Diddy...
Miss you my nigga...

So if you askin how I'm doin man I'm good..
I'm good.. I'm good
Even when I ain't.. just know I'm good..
I'm

I really did feel imprisoned
My mind was drifting; indifference
Hit or miss thinking; insisting
On things to be with this intrinsic
Need for

To disappear would take no time


I miss every deadline waiting for a slow dive
I need to, it’s autumn and
Buried in a black book everything would turn out right

All of these lights and all these cameras
I got questions what's the answer
If I kept hooping would I have made it
Is my spirit damaged
I miss high

Leaky talkin' 'bout his baby boy
If I don't tote that big four, they gon' take your baby boy
Lil' Grey got introduced to sixties, ever since, knew what

it better
Take the time to write you beautiful letters
I know it's kinda crazy but for you, I do whatever
Mama, I just wanted to say
(Have a great day)

And forgot what to get

It's just I'm dream-woke
Scatterbrained
Damn I wish I had a brain
That matters but the matter's gray

After party at the rink

I got

know are four letter words and all of them spell pain

I'll see you in hell 
By the end of the night 
(because you're taking your own life)
I'd miss out