Lyrics:
man so strong
For her faith is belief in what can't be seen
And mine was on singing in old blue jeans
I sing the words to some old country songs
Your mother, you fuckin' faggot
Ayo, this next song
Is dedicated to the memory of Erik Shrody
Rest in peace, we ain't forget about you
You
day
Tryna make it on my way
Tryna make it up, but I know that they cannot relate
Blue Hair
Yellow Tape
Gray Shirt
Always Late
Its the theme song of my
my song
If I cannot have your love, I'll sing the blues
Every time I'm feeling low and far away
All the time I think of you every second of the day
that the love they shared was true
Far away the fiddler's bowing, the grass forever blue
It was in the dead of winter when her man first caught
of the song
So tell me, do you wanna live to see tomorrow
Gotta stop focusing on all of your sorrows
I grew up, now it’s about time to be a man
Gonna kick all
found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing
Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,
Way down upon Sycamore Slough
White man sings the blues
Selling roses of paper mache
And flecks of starlight dew
Swiped a bunch and threw them your
of jeans
A favorite song to sing
And when I'm in the mood to hear good music play
I'm entertained by my favorite D.J.
I want to dance and think
of jeans
A favorite song to sing
And when I'm in the mood to hear good music play
I'm entertained by my favorite D.J.
I want to dance and think
calling you corporate mills, baby
I like that
Yeah, yeah, I'm jacking the corporate mills, man
You know, I'ma be on my Blue Hill ass
Shit
Ah, da, na, na,
voice
But I brought two friends along
And next on the mic is my
Man Hank come on, Hank, sing that song:
Check it out, Well
I'm Imp the Dimp the ladies
Baby I done made a love song
But I don't wanna play my love songs
'Cause she still have that one song
'Bout how she treat my love wrong
So I say fuck
Gone away is the blue bird, (blue bird)
Here to stay is a new bird, (new bird)
He sings a love song, (aha) as we go along (aha)
Walkin' in a winter
and a womans hand
She stole off with her lover
He was a dressed-up blues-harp man
And they chased the road to Chicago for the blues
From any raging band
Thanks for landing on my album
Dylan land y, this is volume 1
The second part is also out now, i'm talking from 2022
Back 4 years in a song
cities, new schools, different peeps, different rules
Pops working double time to keep us from seeing the blues, so
Mostly learned by my lonesome
Different
money moving comfortably
Man it’s a wonderful feeling wen u get on ya feet
Blue Florida water blue lights right up da street
Truth to b told Dey love
by the door
I kept waiting on a call
Ooh ooh Ooh....
I got the heartache blues...
Now you left me Stormy Monday
I'm so tried of your ass last
singing that song
aaaah
Yeaah
I just keep on walkin' that road
I just keep on singing that blues
But I ain't no good
I ain't no good
without my love
Yeah
here to sing this song.
Say, there, did you hear the news?
Sacco worked at trimming shoes;
Vanzetti was a peddling man,
Pushed his fish cart with
comin' with your shit raps
You man are get bitch-slapped, by some bitch that I bitch-slapped when I was high on a spliff
And a six pack, and a bitch back
all night
Kissing in the car to songs about suicide
I was captivated by the sparkle in your eye
Dancin' like Spider-Man to someone we kind of like
Call
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
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