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zones, I'm telling you homes, have been invaded by tv's watching you, while
It programs your channels, or is that your children's brains, cause them tell

Outlaw's Prayer

Johnny Paycheck

Country's Greatest Hits, Vol. 15: Outlaw Country

1992

To live forever in Heaven with you, well, I'd sure hate to be in this crowd 

You know, Lord, I'm not perfect, some even call me no count 
But I'll tell

on Santa Claus

Children's presents wrapped up in blue and green and gold
They huddle around the fireplace to hear Christmas stories told
I don't want you

bed
Of happiness

Here we are and all my love to you

Come gather here, little ones

I shall tell you a story
To usher you off into the night
Your

say you have a plan 
I don't know what it is
I don't understand why I'm going through this
I'll never be whole 

Please tell me this is where my story

Outlaw's Prayer

Johnny Paycheck

Biggest Hits

1983

To live forever in Heaven with you, well, I'd sure hate to be in this crowd 

You know, Lord, I'm not perfect, some even call me no count 
But I'll tell

or scattergories, 
I hear these little boys and girls tell the saddest stories, 
mama on drugs daddy dead they'll never reach the glory, 
at least that's what they

the towers

A shower of gunshots at Sour

Prof sure could tell by the thug walk

Did you know? Here's something to crunch on
Different typo chappies that burst

the divinity granted to me
Enchanted by the unspoilt, glistening genitals

Oh, how my father has taught me
Child of filth, you have disappointed me
You are

nervous it's urgent I bring the gospel out
You don't want these problems I promise I'll bring the gospel out

Hold up let me repent
I got the choir in

bring me my money
(Maybe I don't get no pay) Tell him, now
Send me my check on by here today, forward
(But I'm not going to work today) yeah!

I need my

Close to the Edge: The Solid Time of Change/Total Mass Retain/I Get Up

Yes

Yesstory

1992

each day?

[Thru the duty she would coil their said
Amusement of her story asking only interest
Could be laid upon the children of her domain]

I get up,

I am who I am and if only you knew me
I do what I can to tell my story truly
I stand as a man and I show it fully
I feel how I feel, surely it's

the next, but is the respect gone?
'Cause someone told me that
(Kings never die)
Don't give me that sob story liar, don't preach to the choir
You ain't

Having so much fun

I was sittin' by the fire side
Taking a walk through the snow
Listening to a children's choir
Singing songs about Jesus

The Ghost of Christmas Past.

Snow is falling down 
Covering my ground 
Like a brand new page
For me to tell a story  

About another time 
Not so long ago 
I

with CSB
Went from choir to high key
Call me the God-sun
My rays UV
HC Cater to your every other need
How would I tell you all
What it feel to see light

Which of us will tell the story?
Nobody better
Which of us will tell the story?
Nobody better
Which of us will tell the story?
Each time, each time

Next motherfuckers's gonna get my metal

I can't wait t-t-to tell you
T-t-to kill you
I feel you, you motherfucker
It's my horror story
Why don't you

Next motherfuckers's gonna get my metal

I can't wait t-t-to tell you
T-t-to kill you
I feel you, you motherfucker
It's my horror story
Why don't you

woman watching over her dying mother
Who has been struck by the bullet
Of famine the daughter tells
Me about the journey to Mogadishu a
200-mile trek

Most of you know of a story of a white girl - had a best friend
Her family - she loved them, but she couldn't tell them
About this little brown boy -

time
To redefine
And re-evaluate our
Military love story
Military love story
Military love story
Tell me if you cutting off your side piece baby
There's

wish that I could hear those stories now

One by one his children
Went our seperate ways
We'd only hear the stories
At family gatherings
And sometimes