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Like his father carving wood, He'd have made good
Tables, chairs, and oaken chests
Would have suited Jesus best
He'd have caused nobody harm
No one
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
to broke my heart
And if I'd ever find her, we never more will part
She's the sweetest little rosebud that Texas ever knew
Her eyes are bright
When life deals us cards
Make everything taste like it is salt
Then you come through like the sweetener you are
To bring the bitter taste
Foes that want to make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
I'm from the hood, stupid, what type of facts are those?
If
suited Jesus best
He'd have caused nobody harm
No one alarm
Listen Jesus, do you care for your race?
Don't you see we must keep in our place?
We are
Tell me now so I'll know,
There are so many things that I could do.
If you tell me now that I'd know what to do,
Tell me now so I'll know.
Everything is lovely
When you start to roam;
The birds are singin', the day that you stray,
But later, when you are further away,
Things
Summer, Winter, Autumn and Spring
And were there more than twenty four hours a day
They'd be spent in sweet content dreaming away
When skies are grey,
Summer, Winter, Autumn and Spring
And were there more than twenty four hours a day
They'd be spent in sweet content dreaming away
When skies are grey,
Gaivota menina
De asas paradas
Voando no sonho
D'aguas da lagoa
Gaivota querida
Voa numa boa
Que o vento segura
Voa numa boa
Gaivota na
vexed, fuming, I've had it up to here
My days of paying dues are over, acknowledge me as in there (yeah)
Head for the border, go get a taco
Watch me
the flower
Not knowing it meant I love you
O-O-Le that belle from Barcelona way
If you could see her o-o-le
You'd know I only needed to say o-le
Hey muchacha
keeps tearing around,
One who can't move.
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns.
Just when I'd stopped
Opening doors,
Finally knowing
The one
the umbrella is folded
Into the path you are hurled
And the cards are no good that you're holding
Unless they're from another world
I'd already gone
Jesus best.
He'd have caused nobody harm; no one alarm.
Listen, Jesus, do you care for your race?
Don't you see we must keep in our place?
We are
he'd ever say hello
Oh, maybe tonight I'll hold him tight when the moonbeams shine
My dreams are getting better all the time
To think that we were
what they heard
Blessed are the poor in spirit
That's right, They will have the Kingdom of God
Blessed are they that mourn
Their shackles will be
Everything is lovely
When you start to roam;
The birds are singin', the day that you stray,
But later, when you are further away,
Things won't
[Repeat x3]
He's comin
He's comin
He's comin
He's here
(His name is Jesse)
(His name is Jesse)
Hypocrites and Uncle Toms are talkin'
Think I'll go out to Alberta, weather's good there in the fall
I got some friends that I could go to working for
Still I wish you'd change your mind,
Who ever knew that we two
Could be free as we'd fancy,
Fancy is free
But are we bound
To each other by love,
To each other by love?
Who
Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee,
Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
Lull'd by the moonlight
mo bhrón.
Ní labhrann cuach go suairc are nóin
Is níl guth gadhair I gcoillte cnó,
Ná maidin shamhraidh I gcleanntaibh ceoigh
Ó d'imthigh uaim
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