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Stopping By

Jason Isbell

Here We Rest

2011

stopping by. I'm stopping by, Daddy.

I think the best of me's still standing in the doorway
Counting cars and counting days and counting years
I could

done bleed on sheets
This feeling I'd hate to keep
But this feeling I know is me

Stay sending love
One day I'm gon feel that
Days counting up
One day

Not a day goes by that I don't see your face
Counting up my cards I got no time to waste
Gucci chain on me I'm stuck in my old ways
Put your hands

day closer to you
Yea, yea

Oh the life you lived wrote the script
To the story left behind
I'm tired of counting days
But every day that goes by

I

me the way
I want you night and day
There is no need to say
(Good)bye because I know you stay

We're counting stars
You're a shot in the dark
There is

Count them blessings count them blessings count them blessings
Count them blessings
Keep counting blessings
Count them blessings count them blessings

Uno Dos
Uno Dos
Uno Tres
I be counting my mistakes
I be counting up the mess I've made
I'm a wrecked up kid from the start
Heartless messed up kid by

Heartaches by the Number

Bobby Goldsboro

Our Way of Life

1967

you more 

Now I've got heartaches by the number 
A love that I can't win 
But the day that I stop counting 
That's the day my world will end

a 
Minute I admit new day same me same gear new year 
What's changed lets see went from counting down the days like 
One two three to appreciating everything

Ezra
Ezra at it again
Again
I'm just counting my bandz
My bandz
I'm surrounded by Angels
I thank god everyday
Everyday
I survived I survived all them

Never, never die
Never, never die
Yeah, I think I'm getting closer
That's right
Let's get this shit started

Back by popular demand (Let's go)
Back

I'm still in the paint Yea Yea
Counting up bank Yea Yea
Stayed on my grind
I'm on my time
I'm going in Yea Yea
Still rep the gang Yea Yea
Yea
Still

I was taught not to panic or flinch
I'm doing numbers yeah I'm counting the racks
Doing numbers yeah I'm stacking these bands
Doing numbers yeah I'm

Run it up
I'm counting bands
This was just part of the plan
Yeah, I give it all I can
Gotta go and get my bags
Get The Bags Yeah
Gotta go and get my

Hahaha, the only thing I'm counting
Are the days before I do it
Maybe it's just me
Bang, bang make my brains hang
Out my fucking skull
What do you count

my ass an cudi..
Whoa.
Fly by the day 
I'm praying that I make it through the night
Steady dishin all the bullshit out the way 
Just to get up and go

the work that was put in by Jesus
A sinner was born on a day with prohibitions
I gave 'em my soul for some change and commission 
My actions rebounded like

Counting up these dead presidents
Missing my dead friends and kin
Counting up these dead presidents
Missing my dead friends and kin
I will never be

Im gonna be a rockstar aint no turning back
Im gonna be a popstar put chains on my neck
Im gonna be on top counting money in a bands
Im gonna ride

counting stars

And as each day goes passing by
The stars keep falling from the sky
Filling puddles in the sea
Till the day your back with me

And when

counting cream
It's that cash with that lean, it's that Tink theme
Gumbo (Gumbo) Whip it, whip it (Gumbo)
Gumbo (Gumbo, Gumbo) Whip it, whip it (Gumbo)

I'm

360

All Pink Faces,Baby counting it up Counting it up
Looking staring at dey faces is You mad or what Mad or What
On da road outta town we been Running

Yeah it's weed
It's all I breathe, it's all I need
I'm talkin gas, only smoking gas
I'm in this league to walk away with a bag
I keep counting my

need nobody by ya side 
It only take 1 
Im thuggin till my day come 
Rocking wit my day ones 
Smack EM if he say sum 


Fucking wit dem ogs 
Gotta coke