Lyrics:
Sometimes at night my pants go to the bathroom by they self
Even when I was little, nothing went my way
I got beat up and chased home from school every day
that I'm letting myself down there is not a day that goes by that. I don't feel like I've let myself down in the way that I have music. So little in my
you to become fishers of men.
And straightway they forsook their nets, and followed him.
And when he had gone a little farther thence, he saw James
to
Went to every school event with the friends that got him thru
Some rough times by going on long drives
That made him feel alive like he was brand new
He
rhythmic beat
Rest a little while so ya don't get weak
I know a man named Hank
He has more rhymes than a serious bank
So come on Hank sing that song
a single idea on how to get farther
Too many years passed by and the effort haven't paid off yet
Identical to torture
If you ask the small team I had, went
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
By
the shells collapse and the soul relax, lookin' down at yo' body (Wally)
Walk through the tunnel went into the bright light, hopin' he did right by somebody
The frog went a-courting and he did ride
The frog went a-courting and he did ride
The frog went a-courting on a little white horse
Sword and pistol
pills by it.
And went back 'n forth from
Work by it.
And paid their rent by it,
And before long they were even
Having
Birthday parties in the office
By
the streets even though he had a house he went to sleep in yesterday
Now when he wakes all he sees is pain painted on his face
And now when he sleeps he dreams
gone stop by
Seen Little Key and them, it was two or three of them
Standin' in the line he said "I'ma pay for me and them"
Pulled his money out,
I'm a Southern Gospel fan
What a beautiful day
For a Southern Gospel song
Like Had It Not Been'
Or Farther Along'
Jesus Is Coming Soon'
He'll Hold
In squalor, grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
The ten-dollar founding father without a father
Got a lot farther by working a lot harder
By being
The bullet went clear through his heart
The little man stood there a moment
Then holstered the Bat .44
It's always this way so I never stay
Slowly he
Blue Cyclone, Oooh
Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back
And left me at home by myself to batch,
And after five straight nights
lived in the moon
And one day he came passing by
Someday little girl, everything for you is gonna be new
Someday little girl, you'll have a diamond
died by the rope down in Cherokee Bend.
Daddy didn't like what the white man said
'Bout the dirty little kid at his side
Daddy didn't like what
the phone in his face and picked up a knife
Screamed in his face, "where the hell have you been?"
Hit him in the head with a rolling pin
He went down like
Howard
Has laid ol' Jesse James in his grave
It was Robert Ford, the dirty little coward
And I wonder how he feels
For he slept in Jesse's bed and he
to change his name
To every place he came
Know, his name was Tex when he's in Texas
And Bangor when he went to Maine
And a railroad man
No, he was
wanted was happiness
All he ever wanted was positivity
All he ever wanted to do was entertain
And this boy went through hell
You gotta understand, his
with me
you got a man, he never home,
pretty little thing cryin on the phone
city lights came on and then went off again and your still alone
you got
Mister Frog went a-courtin, he did ride,
A sword and buckler by his side, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.
He bridled and saddled a big fat snail, uh-huh, uh-huh.
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