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to stressing
Im talking to God
Confessing, Confessing
Maturing in my growth realizing I'll always mess up yo
Truth is everyday I need Jesus, never a day off
Plz
our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these old boys can't do
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine
And country boy can
our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these old boys can't do
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine
And country boy can
on their hands
Trying to keep the cow thieves and the rustlers off their land
Now old Tom Horn came a riding up one day
Gonna lend a hand to the cattlemen
the ending
I popped a bottle on your born day, God
Tried hard not to cry, I still can't hide the scar
And I still ask, why to God, analyzing your form
somethin cat, this is what you need
You need a coach and I'm a damn good coach
Got the right approach, plus my pop had wins
Seed trickled down,
comes on Christmas day
And I guess what I'm gettin' into
Is girl I got a thing for you
Farmers farm and painters paint
God is good and the devil
playin' a club
Throwin 'a shot down, tryin' to stay above
Ground, another ground-breakin' day in the club
Surrounded by my home thoughts, playin' a cut
on earth that it's good to be old
Like me.
Just wait. You'll see.
Just wait. You'll see.
Up one block and over two,
there's what's left
the tide,
That might have been happy some day,
There's a poor old mother at home,
She's watching and waiting alone,
Just longin' to hear,
From a loved
happy some day
There's a poor old mother at home
She's watching and waiting alone
Just longing to hear from a loved one so dear
Just a picture from
might have been happy some day
There's a poor old mother at home
She's watching and waiting alone
Just longing to hear from a loved one so dear
Just
of good Old Blue
And he pulled me from that catastrophe
That was the day
My dead pet returned to save my life
I'm alive
He's alive
I'm alive
I
im Drehbuch für Sommer vibes
Die Sonne scheint, der Himmel weit
Ne Sommer Lethargie, wie in good old times
I'm feeling high, kühl mich ab mit Eis
Der
Birds flying high
You know how I feel
Sun in the sky
You know how I feel
Rays driftin' on by, you know how I feel
It's a new dawn, it's a new day
a whole lot milder than it used to be back in my hellion days
And I’ve had times that were good there and I’ve had times that were bad
But most the times I
You make me feel so good
You make me feel so good
You feel so good that I should probably stay away from you
You make me feel so good
You make me
profiteers may get in the way
But nothing can stop the remnant from having their day
cn angel of light tried to steal God's song
Yet in time anyone would know
the borrower)
Devil you can't have my job (I don't have to succumb to this)
God gave me this job for a reason (By your stripes, I'm healed)
Your victory is tied
to the sky as I pray why God does it gotta be this way?
Please deliver me
Let me beat this case
And just leap to days where dimes feed me grapes
And light
the days with the flock
But I now thank God for the gang near the Rock
And it's all the same team, like Swoope
Like Cinema, Savage is the homie
We'd be
Not time for sobbing when I'm in traffic with stomach pains
God these stomach pains
That come and go I never know cause no day is this same
The cells
Lord, in us
You made soft the heart of stone
Thank You, God
For the grace that You have shown us
Every good and perfect gift comes from You
Thank You, God
The time is ticking
It seems like everyone is ahead of you in their lives they living
But don't forget that you God is good in good and bad times
So pay
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