Lyrics:
Dress up tonight, dress up tonight,
I've got a secret, gonna 'fess up tonight
Gonna dance by the light of the moon.
Gonna dance with a dolly with
Dress up tonight, dress up tonight,
I've got a secret, gonna 'fess up tonight
Gonna dance by the light of the moon.
Gonna dance with a dolly with
not not coming home
And im waiting here in this Crowd for you
Your not not coming home
I Im dancing alone
Im dancing alone
Im dancing alone
You see that
minutes walk
I said in a laughter,
I haven't been here for long, for long
I'm the great trickster I'm coming home
I'm the great trickster I'm coming home
I
they help me carry on
(Harmonizing)
I can't see the moon, I can't see it
I can't see the moon, oh I can't see shit
Say I'm blinded by mind-bending lights
and wants to speak and
Be coming to all the shows every single weekend
To get his beeper number, she'd be begging please
Dying for the day to get skeezed
bars, I’m like «that’s slow»
Party’s done, everybody go home
No man, no I will never go broke
No man no I will never get bored, cuh it gives me joy
gotta get it,
But she know how daddy roll I'm coming back home wit it,
Sometime I take her wit me when I go and get my dough,
Cause my girl roll
(woah)
Soon as I walk in, for 'em trynna figure out what I make
Geeked up, booted, lil' bitch I'm up on the moon
Speed up, zoomin', they can't catch me in
has given now he takes away
She'll be taken home again
On that southbound railroad train
To be laid there with her daddy in the grave
I've no money
of the moon
Thinkin' 'bout fiddlin' somewhere up in Michigan
I hope that I can make it back to Colorado soon
Well, my daddy had a fiddle, and he laid it
The weather man said there was a pretty good chance
Of a big one coming that night
Everybody in town was locking it down
Closing shutters
Whoa whoa
Your devil in disguise in your arms flaying through the moon light waiting for the day When you bite so I can fly by your side by your side
on the lonely road, I'm the lonely wolf
She's my moon, I'm her sunshine
Riding home by the moonlight
Sippin' on that moonshine
I want her for the long ride
She's
soldiers at
Put your hands up and clap
Where my soldiers at
Were armed and dressed in black
We're coming and were on the attack
Hells gates can't hold us
(no),(no)
And not a day go by us,
We don't get higher than the telephone wires
Cut your telephone off we ridin'
Where phones don't roam they don't even
Girl it seems we won't be coming home soon
Corpus finds me singin' my old highway tune
I can make you swear I hung the Texas Moon
Can you hear
construction worker
After coming home from a hard day's work
He walks in the door of his trailer park home
To find his wife in bed with another man
(What
Grady, a 29-year-old construction worker
After coming home from a hard day's work
He walks in the door of his trailer park home
To find his wife in bed
Grady, a 29-year-old construction worker
After coming home from a hard day's work
He walks in the door of his trailer park home
To find his wife in bed
been home
Went on the choir, she could hear her mom say
"Look at how she walks, why she talk that way?"
But girl it's okay
Ya black is beautiful
No
seems
Momma and daddy come by sometimes
And everything is fine
My old dog does a little singing
Late at night when the moon gets bright
Sunday
said and done
Simple as lightning starting wild fire
Just down from a trip off my high wire
Just coming home to walk my own floors
Just coming home
as if it was over
Her eyes so modest walked away like I didn't know her
And it's never too late to walk on home
And it's never too late to walk
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