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that slow us down
If it's too quiet, we make our own noise
Now you can bet your boots by the end of the week
My pretty little girl is ready for me
Suffering beyond the country is K.O The limited state, Congolese mistreated, expelled from right and left by bad law Under God tse, in my heart Congolese I am
This for all my country folk
Slamming them Caddy doors
Sitting out on the porch
Fresh from head to toe
This for all my Southern kin
Be proud
And every-time you feel bad, and need someone by your side You're just saying in your mind
Look at me
Look at me
I'm just another mistake from another country
My
a bullet in your mouth just like an Altoid
A cowboy
Better run when my gun makes that pow noise
Get a glimpse see how we live this country life
Visions
your donkey by my lonely I eat pussy like Shoney's
That's Tunechi, homie, master of ceremonies
I knock 'em down, domino effect, no pepperoni
I swear
they come from
It's no place for me
Concrete and traffic
As far as the eye can see
I came home to the country
To put my roots back down
Vowed I'd live
and cars and liberty
They don't start calling it country till your south of Kankakee
Rt 66 starts to quiet down after it takes leave of my Chitown
There's
He said
Hunt me down, smear my name
Say I did it for the fame
What I did was kill the man who killed my country
Now the Southland will mend
Now
a flame
A blue flame jumping off a gas stove
Somebody lit i was three years old
I felt fear, real fear
For the first time in my life but i
Remember it also
THE cCE-
I cM THE GOD
I cM THE GRcCE-
I cM THE DIcMOND SHINING
cLL IN YOUR FcCE-
YOU CcN'T DENY
I'M UP IN THE PLcCE-
SO IF YOU c HcTER
GET OUT MY SPcCE-
CUZ
and cry, alone at home and cry
even though you're not here by my side
truely you're always on my mind
so i just called to sing a lullabye
to comfort your
think I give a fuck, but no we don't
Got the shotgun, ridin' shotgun, what you know
With my country boys, we some rednecks, that's for sure
Fuck with us,
the people need
Tell 'em talk that shit, to me it means nothin'
I'm only speakin' for real country
Only speakin' for real country
Don't put your two
Man, I've been riding through the country for a while now
Ain't nothing like home, but y'all make everywhere fell like home for me
Let's go
They
Sweet lady of death wants me to die
So she can come sit by my bedside and sigh
And wipe away the tears from all my friends eyes
Then softly she will
country star
She waved her fans and headed for her car
Her tire, unlike her body, was very flat
She said, could you change my tire
I said your wish is
government of the people, by the people and for the people
Shall not perish from the Earth."
Abraham Lincoln said that on November 19, 1863 at Gettysburg,
of the restaurant where the valet park your ride
But I know where to buy ice cold beer, where to tear up a Friday night
'Cause I got the keys to the country
ya
While your still alive
We a country of competitors
Where everybody is out to get it just for themselves
Lifes a party for some but hell for everyone
take the starry night.
You know I've got no interest in this pace of life, and I'm afraid that I
I'll turn my cows loose on your golf course,
And I'll
Wommer!
ARTHUR: Go and tell your master that we have been charged by God
with a sacred quest. If he will give us food and shelter for
the night he can
will take your life.Very - Slow.
Way down, In the country.
I´m slightly puzzled,
For a city boy.
A white city boy
Way Down, In the country
I´m
the way that it was meant to be
Big city, hard times don't bother me
I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be
I don't like smoke chokin' up my air
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