Lyrics:
Stewball was a good horse, he wore his head high
And the mane on his fore top was fine as silk thread
I rode him in England, I rode him in Spain
wearing are the clothes you wore
The smile you are smiling you were smiling then
But I can't remember where or when
Some things that happen for
to grow
Let's not forget why He wore
A crown of thorns
On this next Christmas morn
Could this be the day a new world begins
Can this tiny child walk
Well I said goodbye to Rosie Rooke this morning
I'm gonna miss her bloodshot alcoholic eyes
She wore her Sunday hat so she'd impress me
I'm gonna
about the preacher man because
We thought he wore a dress
After church we had a party
Cajun music on the phonograph
Harry Short singing Jole Blon made
The lady came from Baltimore and
All she wore was lace
She didn't know that I was poor
She never saw my place
I was there to steal her money
To take
She took her body and one suitcase
Said she'd had as much of
Me as she could take
That whole airport wore a frown
Just to know that somethin'
That
the plan
Your young guest believes I'm you
I, the master, you, the man
When you met you wore my cloak
With my scarf you hid your face
She believes
"excuse my French" shit, alright
Fuck that bitch, shit, alright
Red beam on a Nina, she wore lipstick tonight, bah, bah, bah, bah
Best rapper,
a football, I think I'm gonna die
But tell me, me oh, me oh my
Wasn't that a Party?
Someone took a grapefruit, wore it like a hat
I saw someone under my
all the sad I must be
(Baby, baby, baby, baby) 'Cause I'm wearing
The hurting of the pain you left me
(Baby, baby, pain you left me)
Yesterday I wore
the sheep with curly horn
"I gave Him my wool for His blanket so warm
He wore my coat on Christmas morn"
"I", said the sheep with curly horn
"I", said
you please
You would hug and you'd squeeze
Just the shoes that she wore on her feet
Her smile was like money
That somebody owed you
That somebody wanted
true color it blue
These are the arms that held
Him, and touched him, then lost him somehow
Color them empty now
These are the beads I wore
Until she
of toting bedpans
They wore analytic deadpans
Those ambitious doctors Adler, Jung
And Freud
Now the big three have departed
But not so this thing they
lang-fall, did ay
Long Ike and sweet Betsy attended a dance
Ike wore a pair of his pike County pants
Sweet Betsy was covered
With ribbons and rings
Said,
ran a run
He worked 'til his fingers wore to the bone
To buy that wooden schooner and sail on his own
He was known in the islands as hundred foot
the window
No one is complaining though
Come in and shut the door
Faded is the crimson from the
Ribbons that she wore
And it's strange how no one
Comes round
been storing up these words to pour like rain like peace upon your perfect head
Illuminate you, stardrenched lover
I surrender
She wore a charm (She
brings to mind another time
That I wore my welcome thin
And by transcendental meditation
I go there each night
But I always come back to myself
Long
us
I bought a Rolex watch, I only wore it once
I bought infinity pools I never swimmed in
I watched Keem buy four cars in four months
You know
Square
The moon that lingered over London town
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown
How could he know we two were so in love
The whole darned world
William with a smile,
But Liza said "Go on you havn't heard the latest style."
When first she wore it out the people asked her to explain
but Liza simply
unsure of what their next
move should be. The shock wore off quickly though,
and Errand Wolfe shot into high gear.
He snatched up the book with one hand
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