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Pour une dalle de béton, il faut du béton
Un maçon puis de l'eau et du gravier
Mélangez le gravier avec un litre d'eau, puis demandez au maçon pour le

on my line but I'ma spare her for today
Macon, Georgia nigga in Buckhead but my weed from LA
We really (really), Making moves but they don't believe what

I was born in Macon Georgia
They kept my daddy over in Macon jail
He told me if you keep your hands clean
You won't hear them bloodhounds on your

I Washed My Hands in Muddy Water

Charlie Rich

Lonely Weekend [Pickwick]

Well I was born in Macon, Georgia
They kept my Daddy in the Macon jail
He said, "son, if you keep your hands clean
You wont hear those bloodhounds

Dark Night Blues

Blind Willie McTell

Hear Me Talkin': Original Blues Bosses

1998

and dreary morning
Baby, when you broke my heart

I got a fair brown in Atlanta
Got one in Macon too
I got a fair brown in Atlanta
Got one in Macon too

I was born in Macon Georgia
Kept my daddy over in Macon jail
He told me if you keep your hands clean, yeah
You won't hear them bloodhounds on your

Oh where, oh where were you last night? 
Looked for you at the county fair
You were nowhere
You were nowhere
And I looked for you on the macon

I Washed My Hands in Muddy Water

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger, Vol. 4

1995

Written by Joe Babcock
Recorded by Hank Snow

I was born in Macon Georgia they kept my dad in the Macon jail
Dad said son if you keep your hands

I was born in Macon, Georgia
They kept my dad in the Macon jail
Dad said son if you keep your hands clean
You won't hear them bloodhounds on your

mine, boy

That ring like mine



I'm gonna whoop this rock, boy

From here to the Macon

All the way to the jail, boy

All the way to the jail



You

Shout-out à mes frères les franc maçons
Shout-out à la loge de Cap-Rouge
À la loge de Vanier
À la loge de Sainte-Foy, 'et's get it yah
33 franc maçon

the city of Macon
We gotta look out for each other forreal
The answer to death is always a maybe
I be on demon time when it past 9 gotta make sure I see

one
Feeling like the only one
The down right golden boy
Westside Macon boy
Grew up by that old lazy boy
Pussy turned me to a ladies boy
Had me feeling

monde, chacun à sa façon
Pour vivre, il y a mille raisons

Tout s'éveille dans la maison et c'est toi la suite de ma vie
Dans la ville chante un maçon et

I meet this lil hoe hoe from Macon 
She wanna eat me like Bacon
She gonna fuck for a Placement
Wrapping the package my pack came from Cali I'm with

Assino tanto cheque, acham que eu sou maçon

Sou novo e sou rico, pra eles muita informação

Bitch do you wanna Love?

Eu só quero esses racks on me


Eu

the south
Just a kid from Macon
Far from being basic
Can't get caught up in clout
Never get complacent
Swear we all gonna make it

Yeah
My family and friend,

Oklahoma to Winona, Mississippi
Where ya at?
Macon, Georgia, California, Bossier City
Country pride is country wide
Yeah, we all climbin' that podunk

she's the girl who said she loved me
On that hot dusty Macon road
And if she's still around, I'm gonna settle down
With a hard lovin' Georgia girl

Bitch I’m from that Macon, serving getting bacon
Nigga stop that faking, why you talking crazy
On the road driving like miss daisy, cause I got them

Macon, West & the East but

Downtown is where it’s poppin at
When you drive through Middle Georgia this is where you’re stopping at
Chain stores are

the truth on they faces
Driving these bows back from Macon, I pray that I make it
But its a chance that I'm taking
I really got rich off the road, working

Après Dieu y'a rien, je t'en doutais de toutes les faons
Pas besoin d'une pierre pour te faire, je suis franc-maçon
A l'entre du cimetière, j'ai mon

Chanson pour le maçon

Claude Nougaro

Jazz et Java: Anthologie

1999

Jacques Audiberti, dites-moi que faire
Pour que le maçon chante mes chansons

Eh bien, mon petit, va-t'en chez mon père
Il te le dira, il était