Lyrics:
in the Garden (it's the suga show)
Ima leave you in the
Aww Damn
Aww
Heard they sayin'
I'm the man
Let me in the cage again
To be the champ
Boy I'm
(Ohhh )
(Mmm)
See he ain't smiled in a minute, anything terrible he prolly seen or he did it, he was nauseous; sicken by the thoughts weighing down
pool
Botanic garden hibiscus wind breezing at you
Silky dress yeah of course got my queen with me too
이름은 물은 필요 없이 그냥 chilling We cruising
By the water
the seeds that were placed
outside the garden,
the sun’s eyes did not target
and they never reached harvest.
Some seeds laid on
a rocky patch of ground,
they
I never took away your crutch, just became it day by day
Blood filling up our boots
What's the use in talking
All you wanna do is walk
It's all you
I never took away your crutch, just became it day by day
Blood filling up our boots
What's the use in talking
All you wanna do is walk
It's all you
I never took away your crutch, just became it day by day
Blood filling up our boots
What's the use in talking
All you wanna do is walk
It's all you
I never took away your crutch, just became it day by day
Blood filling up our boots
What's the use in talking
All you wanna do is walk
It's all you
Down by the salley gardens
My love and I did meet
She passed the salley gardens
With little snow-white feet
She bid me take love easy
As the leaves
Hey weary eyes
Feels like time
Came and went by
Without us in it
Hey little love of mine
All of the scars
And tiresome nights
I think that's living
Well, the Knicks lost big to Cleveland
At the Garden Friday night
So I wandered down Eight Avenue
To get a little tight
Got into a little
came ashore
Greeted with nothin' but niceness
Sailin' west in attempt to
Find gold and spices
Dominated by the popes in frenzy for ices
The Catholic
always been Ethel
"Jacob, wake up, you've got to tidy your room now"
And then Mister Lewis
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden
gone by.
Sometimes I wonder, how I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song
The melody
Haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When
bourbon hit me like a baseball bat.''
In Belfast, Ireland a little lady dropped her shovel in her garden
She raced across the yard and asked her neighbor
Well, by the dirt 'neath my nails
I guess he knew I wouldn't lie.
"I guess you're tired,"
He said, kinda sly.
I said, "Yes, ten thousand miles
Today I
cry.
The King was in the garden
Picking flowers for a friend who came to play
The Queen was in the playroom
Painting pictures for the children's
say the word
I could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday
America to me
The place I work in
The worker by my side
The little town the city
Where my people lived and died
The howdy and the handshake
America to me
The place I work in
The worker by my side
The little town the city
Where my people lived and died
The howdy and the handshake
gone by
Sometimes I wonder, how I spend the lonely nights
Dreaming of a song the melody
Haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When our
I used to know this old scarecrow
He was my song
My joy and sorrow,
Cast alone between the furrows
Of a field no longer sown by anyone.
I held
always been Ethel
"Jacob, wake up, you've got to tidy your room now"
And then Mister Lewis
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden
I used to know this old scarecrow
He was my song
My joy and sorrow
Cast alone between the furrows
Of a field no longer sown by anyone
I held
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