Lyrics:
in the bright blue sky
Do you notice that more Australian outback animals are wandering by
As we leave the homestead, you can say that you have been
Rock in a bucket
My folks looking like Joe Dirt with that curb service
LSD trip shit, bitch is your knees hurtin'
Blue skies, black suede leather
get me through this
So I unzip
I reach inside
And I pull D's NUTZ out
Oh my God
They're super sized
And I love these flavors
From blue diamond baby
they are gray skies honey
I don't mind those gray skies
I'll still have you sonny boy
Don't you know that
My friends may forsake me
Let them go
are gray skies honey
I don't mind those gray skies
I'll still have you Sonny boy
Don't you know that
My friends may forsake me
Let them go
You got people up in your face
Judgin' you by the cash or the place you live
Ain't that sad
Around here it don't phase us a bit
Honestly we don't give
Combined versions from Norman Blake and Doc Watson
A group of jolly cowboys discussing plans at ease
Said one I'll tell you something, boys, if you
now we just leanin
And we comin up fixin to pop up on the scene
Just got some drank from that boy with that bird
And you know we just hooked up
got some drank from that boy with that bird
And you know we just hooked up on some syrup
Now you know we gone, goin real strong
I thinkin ride far, I
the echoes weave
Vapor trails, in the sky of electric blue
In this neon world, I found you
Synthwave dreams, in a cybernetic haze
Chasing echoes of the '80s,
Climb upon my knee sonny boy
You are only 3 sonny boy
You have no way of knowing
I have no way of showing
What you mean to me sonny boy
When they are
'88, Oshkosh and blue and white dunks (everything will be alright)
Pass the blunt
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep
'88, Oshkosh and blue and white dunks (everything will be alright)
Pass the blunt
Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
Just keep
about you...
Shot a whiskey from a Dixie Cup, mud tires, and pick up trucks,
Friday night hanging with my friends, Love that feeling.
Bonfires, fishing
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
There you are
Well, you may not remember, but you may
Well, you may not either. It's been a while
Times goes by
And hopes go dry
But you still
get two tries
Die if you try to
You trippin' like a gangsta that's
Piru wearin' sky blue
I know a guy who hand missin'
Before a gram of rock to use
a jet like a jet blue jet
High like a jet like a jet blue jet
Major Lazer
Yo find this
Turn up loud
Can't hide from me, me say me boy I'm to be
and shines down from on high
I'll do all those things, you keep complainin' that I'm not doin'
And we'll walk outside together under the blue blue sky
Blue
the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements are empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
Toasts his God in the sky.
So come all ye young men who
blue sky bad times pass us by
Pink cloud, blue sky
Boy whenever you're around I think, you see, you know I start stuttering
I can't help but laugh
from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I want to live in stereo
I can't get there from here
Without a G\od-directed go
the sea,
Something has take you so far from me.
Does it now seem worth all the colour of skies,
To see the earth through painted eyes,
To look through
hurryin' by
When you're in love, my how they fly
Blue days (talk about blue)
All of them gone (makes no misery, hmm, hmm)
Nothin' but blue skies
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