Lyrics:
if you're washed in the blood like I was
The smell of cape jasmine through the window screen
John R. and the Wolfman kept me company
By the light
fate
Yes along the dusty road came the Nazarene
Baptized by John was the Nazarene
Preaching on the top of the
Mountain was the Nazarene
Followed by
Wayne, John Wayne
We don't know what to do
We sure could use a hand
We're being overran by criminals
And contraband
And former Taliban
Their chief he has
chooses to come to Rock Bottom
So John and I left the house for some action
And when we got on the main street
I was about to pass by Ol’ William
But John
Stack O' Dollars Trk 14 2:53
Sleepy John Estes
(James Estes)
Sleepy John Estes - guitar & vocal
With: Noah Lewis - harmonica
Jab Jones - piano & Yank
(Hello?)
Is this 418-9749?
(Speaking.)
Sarah?
(Yeah.)
Sarah Jackman, Sarah Jackman,
How's by you? How's by you?
How's by you the family? How's your
a steel driving man lord, lord
Son you're gonna be a steel driving man
John Henry went up on the mountain
Looked down on the other side
Lord
In the Spring of Forty-seven,
So the story, it is told,
Old John Sutter went to the mill site
Found a piece of shining gold.
Well, he took it
The Men of the West
(William Rooney)
When you honor in song and in story
The names of the patriot men,
Whose valor has covered with glory
Full many
The Men of the West
(William Rooney)
When you honor in song and in story
The names of the patriot men,
Whose valor has covered with glory
Full many
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
We called 'em football heads when we'd sell 'em
We was goin' fed, movin' football heads, called it Helga
Codeine by the lean-a, pounds of gasoline-a,
Ode to John Keats is a synonym for the beige, bland, non-salted, lukewarm brain cereal of
Attention-spam deficit
It was the $1,000 USG first prize
a town called Paradise near the ancient highway
When the train whistle blows
All the sadness that Hank Williams knows
And the river flows
Call them
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
Norma Rae limned a powerful word on a cardboard sign
John Cash in an eloquent drawl draws water from my eyes
One week sans Evan Williams, fashionably
here land.||I've been everywhere man|I've ben everywhere man|Cross the deserts bare man|I've breathed the mountain air man||Of travel I've had my
with pride
Ambassador what's your frailty?
How do you die daily? You rock Sean John
Do you like the ROC? Yes I have me a wife
Her name's Michelle
She
the Sheriff, by a couple of feet
The Sheriff killed him on the spot
John Brown's body is, up on Boot Hill
He's buried down, six feet
On his tombstone, says
[Will.I.Am]
One for the treble
Two for the bass
3 for the ladies
And four for the blaze
Yo yo yo
It's that heat, that heat, that heat, that
corn unto my horse, mother
And meat to my man John
And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night comes on
Oh stay at home with me, dear
called Paradise near the ancient highway
When the train whistle blows
All the sadness that Hank Williams knows
And the river flows
Call them pagan streams
A letter from my man young boy William Blake
Read by reverend John Trusler
He ordered Blake to illustrate paint pictures
Little did he know Blake was
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