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a daughter I like, I'm Dean Gaffney
Grab her by the cat, I don't know the history, Mexicans and black folk, all I see are mysteries
I'm so fat that I could

don't have to invite no one else
We could take a weekend trip, rent a nice hotel
Or cabin on the woods to have all by ourselves
Watch the snow pile up

Fly line out on the stream, kick back and catch a dream

That bird is calling me, back to the mountaintop
Where the stream runs by the cabin

of mind
All the time it was right at hand
Heartland
It is in the mountainside and it is what it takes
The cabin in the forest, the river and the lakes
My

Rain
It's hard to live
Moonlight
Rain
Fold all lies
Spring meadow
The sun gave me my rise
An eager man
And a doubled trail that bounded up by spruce

and by that I mean defense
Passing me the ball, and I tell them go long
Like the week is
Handle of Patron and its on for the weekend
That's the only bar

that he got in the mattress
Already tossed out that plastic
Leaves the fast food, cancer stick, rat race
Status quo for a backwoods cabin
No more

a difference
When you're poor

Carbon footprint on the moon
One giant step for man
Found a cabin in the woods
Where we can ignore the end
Swam in the lake

Shadows long along the highway
In the snow and the woods upstate
You left a mark on my mind
When I drive past the lake and the pines
Picture a cabin

If you agree to agree
That the greatest is Ali
You'll realize I'm the worst
More like the Cabin Boy Tom Green
If you worship MJ, Pele, and Barry

at the wooden cabin
or that Pio Clementino shit by Agesander
Rio Janiero, Jesus stanced above my shoulder glancing
Bigger asses, crystal glasses, and a wrist

find someone and fall in love
Time goes fast and there’s nothing we can do

In 20 years can you just imagine
Living in the mountains in a tiny cabin
In

the meadows and the moonlit streams,
In the rhythm of the country, where magic gleams.

A cabin nestled in the wooded glade,
Crackling embers

the tempo
I told her, sit down and hit it right by the window
Tryna fly out the Bali, Indo, gotta pick up her passport
Fucked in the cabin, I gave her

If I could dream
Of a perfect day
I'd be in a cabin with you
Far far away.
Holding hands and
Talking deep,
Maybe then
You'd be able to sleep. 
You

passion
I'm clashing beneath your cabin, where walls stand tall for havoc
Imagine
If I could manage to tame the sorrows
While planting the seeds

the cannon
I hit it deep like Ty fell under Allen
She got so wet like the lake by my cabin
If they don't know
They gonna know
Why y'all asleep
I'm on the go

the meadows and the moonlit streams,
In the rhythm of the country, where magic gleams.

A cabin nestled in the wooded glade,
Crackling embers

Woah
You haven't ever heard an album like this
Infinite styles
All by one man, one voice
Genre blending
Genre blender
Let's get into it
I'm

won’t be standing by your side
On the day that you are dressed in white
And our kids won’t grow up and fall in love
Like we joked about all

champagne chilled and bubbling
Listening to violins sounds like heaven
You come stumbling and crumbling into my arms with no harm
Your mind's intrigued by my

Honestly before I go
I need to forget her but never could
Hold my hands by a fireplace, cook me up
My mind like melting letters man you could spell

Try to find a new way
I'll be by your side if you need me, always
We can sit talking
Loving never stopping
Promise imma never treat you like you

strife
But that truck up the hill
Shall be takin my life

Once I bulit a home
It was a cabin so fine
Wood, sweat, and stone
cnd I called it mine
The rich