All men with stars upon the chest. Save yourselves, your family. Don't worry 'bout the rest. Small child receives light through the crack. The human mile, they're never coming back.
My hopes just fell, and I can't see. The reason why, why there is blood on my sleeve. And all this time, I thought it mine. But it's not, it's yours and.
Well you're a real hot cookie with your new hairdo. Your high heel boots and your credit card. Long legs and a mini skirt. Yeah you know what works and you work it hard.
I don't need whiskey to drown out the pain. Or some old umbrella to hold off the rain. Don't have to cross over a river of tears. All that I need is right here.
I don't need whiskey to drown out the pain. Or some old umbrella to hold off the rain. Don't have to cross over a river of tears. All that I need is right here.
Well I'm an eight ball shooting double-fisted drinking son of a gun. I wear my jeans a little tight. Just to watch the little boys come undone. I'm here for the beer and the ball busting band.
Look at her. My God she's dancin'. Out there romancin'. In her new lover's arms. If he were here. To see how she's actin'. If he could hear her Laughin'.
I'm no stranger to temptation. I have found some comfort there. But it only leaves me with questions. Never answers any prayers. Been as high as angels fly.
Lookin' at the blood red sky (alone in my window). Heard another distant cry (alone in my window). Wind up and I go inside (alone in my window). I gotta have another try.
(willie dixon). . Gipsy woman told my mother before I was born. You got a boy child comin', 'll be a son of a gun. Gonna make pretty women jump and shout.
(young jessie). (modern music music publ. co. ltd.). . Hit, git and split, I'm coming back home to you. Hit, git and split, I'm coming back home to you.
(a. perkins, d. clark, 0. rush). Oh baby, you know i may be a fool. I'm wastin' my time by goin' to school. The way you got me holdin' your door. I can't do my homework anymore.
It's an eastern promise, it's a pot of gold. It's the oldest story that's ever been told, that's right. You can follow me but you gonna have to pay. Heaven's at the end of this alleyway tonight.
(ellis mcdaniel). . Hey mama. Keep your big mouth shut. Hey mama. Keep your big mouth shut. Your daughter she's old enough to make up her own mind. She's got sense enough to know whether she wanna be mine.
(bob dylan). . God said to abraham 'kill me a son'. Abe said 'man, you must be putting me on'. God said 'no' - abe said 'what? '. God said 'you can do what you want abe,.
We're in the heart of the city. Where the alligator roams. I'm a little lost lamb. Ain't got no place to go. I ain't got one penny. Just got a shirt on my back.
Night has fallen. All is still. The room is empty. I miss you so bad. . Sitting in the moonlight. I think of times gone by. Painful memories. Bringing tears to my eyes.
No hope in the mirror. Breaking you up. The voice from inside. Says never enough. . No hope in the mirror. Breaking you up. The voice from inside. Says never enough.
I got what you want, I got what you need. Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street. I got what you want, I got what you need. Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street.
Rah Digga. The Harriet Tubman of hip hop has returned baby. c'mon!. . [Verse 1]. I be that bitch niggas wantin in the lab. Rhymes comin, rhymes goin like I was a dollar cab.