Lyrics:
bollocks
The second mate was Andy
By Christ, he had a dandy
'Til they crushed his cock on a jagged rock
From cumming in the brandy
The cabin boy was
blaze of the wood fire
By these shores, we have called this cabin our home
Do you remember the perfume of burning spruce and honey
Or the gentle
The Coo Coo
Gonna build me a log cabin
on the mountain so high
So I can see my Sugar Babe
as she goes on by.
Now the coo coo is a pretty bird
She
Oh, I know she is waitin' by her window tonight
In the cabin at the end of the lane
Where the roses bloom in the sweet month of June
Tell my darlin,
had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa one of his
brothers was a bad outlaw
I send her a letter by my Uncle Fudd and I rode away on the Tennessee
blunts than a little bit?
What are you a idiot?
Listen to the lyrics I spit like M1's
Got mad guns up in the cabin
'Cause Cease ain't the one for
Telluride
We spent that whole winter tangled up by a fire
Casting shadows on the cabin wall, drowning in desire
Confessing all our secrets and laughing
blunts than a little bit?
What are you a idiot?
Listen to the lyrics I spit like M1's
Got mad guns up in the cabin
'Cause Cease ain't the one for
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back in the woods among the evergreens
There in an old cabin made of earth and wood
There lived
I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa one of his brothers was a bad outlaw
I send her a letter by my Uncle Fudd and I rode away on the Tennessee
weary
Started by daylight next morning blithe and early
Took a drop of pure to keep me heart from shrinking
Thats the Paddy's cure when'er he's on for
the boys had stayed behind
While mother tended to her chores they wandered from her side.
The two had gone to follow him and lost their way instead
By dusk
is the ruler of the Queen's Navee!
Sir Joseph.
I grew so rich that I was sent
By a pocket borough into Parliament.
I always voted at my party's call,
[Originally by Chuck Berry]
Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens...
There stood a log cabin made
By: jimmy buffett, buzz cason
1993
It's been a little fever and maybe bucky beaver
Who made me pull the lever and leave once again
We chose just not
him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
(Number one)
She bloomed for me near a little village
In a cabin on the hill
We made our vows to love each other
And I know we always will
She's my rose
of the moon
By the rising of the moon
The pikes must be together
By the rising of the moon
Out from many a mud wall cabin
Eyes were watching through the night
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens,
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where
Way down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin mad of earth and wood
Where lived
No matter what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hold
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made.
Nine bean rows will I have there, and a hive
over the kitchen sink
Gone like the wind through a cabin door
Never gonna blow that way no more
Gone like the song of a mockingbird
Laughing
We in the cabin playing backgammon
Gorilla monster slam this ? messiah try us you will die son
Green medicine blow veterans
Run an Adidas store
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