Lyrics:
Old pirates, yes, they rob us.
Sold I to the merchant ships.
Minutes after they took us
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By
exclaim
What's going on
While I sit from a distance and jot it down in song
A revolution, a resurrection
A new history
Old Rhymes
Old Style
Same letters
Summer twenty twenty still got covi covi twenty twenty
Genesis floody floody
Restarting reinventing tables turning turntables venting ya
For old
Summer twenty twenty still got covi covi twenty twenty
Genesis floody floody
Restarting reinventing tables turning turntables venting ya
For old
Japan...
On an island lead by all the ancient ways
Just a million miles from here
And yet it seems like only yesterday
That her song rang out so clear...
Seems to always be there,like an old trusted friend
I've read a lot of books,
Wrote a few songs
Looked at my life where it's goin', where it's gone
The old Nashville cowboy was burdened with time
He was bent by his years and the fight with the wine
With a head full of music and an old nursery
Old pirates yes they rob I
Sold I to the merchant ships
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit
But my hand was made strong
By the hand
To players near and far
To bring their instruments and songs and tunes
And play them in the bar
Now the old piano
Stands silent by the wall
All the stools are
as he did when on the land
For the old tradition still lives on in the songs of everyman
He always sang in harmony as he crept on through the night
Like
letting pipes blow Pelios flow
Schlidin from coast to coast on dem shrooms wit yo bottom hoe
This is not your ordinary love song it started with a table
esepecially for me
By a boy from down in Texas, Willie and it accepted
So good on our dancers
We hope you like it, it's little different of what we normally do
of the family is moving with authority.
Coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run.
What do you do when the old man's gone - do
would listen to the radio and be able to play the songs by ear. And I remember saying to my dad when I was about six or seven years old, and I think I was
Thank you very much
This next song was written by a man right here in Folsom prison
And last night was the first time I've ever sung this song
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
Everybody loves the things you do
From the way you talk to the way you move
And everybody here is watching you
'Cause you feel like home
You're like
Yeah it's pretty cool
Alright but that was hot
But when you go from that to lyin'
'bout been sponsored by a condom packet
It's safe to say your career's
Lord I confess that I've been a criminal
I've stolen your breath and sang my own song
And Lord I confess that I'm far from innocent
These shackles I
Taking back your life
From the enemy
Only possess one remedy
Turn away from lies
You will live to see infinity
This is not another sad song
Not just
keep seeing the same old signs
My song shoulda changed by now
Someone help me I don't know how
I keep running to the same old lions
The danger invites me
When I first heard this song, I was a little boy growing up
Down in the state of South Carolina
The song had been written and recorded by a man
was where to go
As the concertina, the ukelele
And the old Joanna
Would be heard daily
So if you fancy a change from Ed
And Adele check out
A song
we'll find our way to home we'll sing the same old song again)
we start everything from the beginning!
(when we'll find our way to home we'll sing
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