Away in a manger, no crib for his bed,. The little Lord Jesus laid down his sweet head.. The stars in the sky looked down where he lay,. The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay..
This spring of love, resembles the uncertain glory of an April day. The sun beating against my neck, horizons still stuck in my mind. . To the girl that can't forgive me.
Covered up by the dim, and cloudy sky,. The moon is nowhere to be found tonight. And the sun,. . Now, I've been drinking all night,. Trying to get rid of this pain in my side.
This spring of love, resembles. The uncertain glory of an April day. The sun beating against my neck. Horizons still stuck in my mind. . To the girl that can't forgive me.
We make the sun shine, we make. Come on and move with me, move with me. Move with me, move with me. . Don't you think I could tell. That you were trying to, trying to.
Look, I never fail to turn up my weakness. I supply teachers and musical genius, I should write speeches. Father, forgive me, I sin with the women. I'm a prince with the vision but a king with the written.
[Verse One]. [Chingy]. . Young rich and dangerous but not kris kross. Me I was just a running boy til I made it the boss. Got alot on my plate breakfast,lunch and dinner.
Ridin, ridin, ridin that train. Ridin, ridin, ridin, all aboard. . Ay, they tell me do it, how I do it. Take no time Imma get right to it. Imma busy act fluid, make up yo mind.
i got a shoulda to cry on when ya hurt. right afta you done did yo mutha fuckin dirt. the time ain't not fit the crime. but suicide's not the key. reachin out to my brothas an othas jus like me.
Ha Yup Yeah Yup Yeah Yup Yeah. . Uh Huh Uh Huh Chuckachk Whoa. . ABCDEFG. HIJK to the M. boppers tried to sue me. chingo what you did to them. LMNONOP.
When I'm gone and you are broke. You will find another toy. When I'm broke and you have gone. You will find another toy. . The wind was cutting in so well, I covered up my ears.
Away in a manger,. No crib for a bed. The little Lord Jesus. Laid down His sweet head. . The stars in the bright sky. Looked down where He lay. The little Lord Jesus.
There's a time when I wish there were no words for it. There's a moment when I think it's gone too far. When I couldn't get round to even think of it.
Autumn winds are blowing free,. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!. Leaves fall down from ev'ry tree,. Ooh, ooh, ooh!. Red and yellow, gold and brown,. Softly leaves come tumbling down,.
The sun has gone from the shining skies,. Bye, baby, bye,. The dandelions have closed their eyes,. Bye, baby, bye.. The stars are lighting their lamps to see.
Autumn leaves are a-falling;. Red and yellow and brown;. Autumn leaves are a-falling,. See them fluttering down.. Tra, la, la, la, la, la, la,. Tra, la, la, la, la, la,.
Scamper, little leaves, about,. In the warm September sun;. I can hear the old wind shout,. Laughing, laughing, as you run.. . By and by to rest you'll go,.
When the Summer shuts her eyes,. Naughty Autumn Breeze. Steals away the pretty leaves. From all the forest's trees.. . Then they stand so bare and cold.