I can't imagine living a day on earth without you. Now that you're here with me I'll do anything you want me to. Some women before, have only left me crying.
She's creeping. Into my bloodstream. Then crawling. Out into [?]. Then it sinks in. I'm not where I'm supposed to be. It's so boring. Being what you want me to be.
Very superstitious, writing on the wall. Very superstitious, ladders bout' to fall. Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass. Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past.
Oh, kiss the mountain air we breathe. Good-bye it's time to fly.. Sparrow climb, the air is thinner,. Open wings cast this valley in the shade.. . Fires dance the shadows.
A little wrangler was born. I seen him squirming in the saddle all wet and warm. He's such a changeable form in his very first year. . He rides on to wrangler school.
Waits all day for the Sun to dim his brights. Face shinin' amber in the radio lights. It's all that he needs to see. Fire ignites when he turns the key.
Used to ride the highway. I used to know where I was going. Now this shady dirt road is feelin' cool beneath my feet. Used to ride on. To get to where I was going in a day.
Whisper daddy, I love your stories. Wanna hear em all, not just now. You said baby, you talk in pictures. I wanna see it all, but not right now. . Can talk this sunrise to life.
Well, I'm hangin' on to a solid rock. Made before the foundation of the world. And I won't let go, and I can't let go, won't let go. And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.
Like a locomotive wheel. Feelings real as steel. Hearts are just bound to break. Well, I'm off and on my way. Rolling night and day. Highway's callin' my name.
This is the season. These are the waking days. Throw off your wet sheets. Step into the Soft Parade. Hollowed and glisten. Like sweat on a moving train.
While you're out there on the highway. While you're driving roll on by. Going south between the bridges. While the river running dry. And if you can't come home.
Sometimes they see you just now they don't. Maybe this is a lucky day or a penny on the way home. Sit between the clouds for cover raindrops hide in the sea.
To all the killers and a hundred dollar billas. For real dealers that ain't got no feelings. Check it out now. I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous, you heard of us.
Here we are, my friend. Once again I'm inclined to rhyme one time. So won't you lend me your ear? 'Cuz it's clear. That this here has no pain. If this song was the blues you'd be sheddin' a tear.
Dope new styles & rhymes breaking science. down with the Rhyme syndicate alliance. you wanna tip it in the crack of the whip. you know the saying about ships & slips with a lip.
Ride with the devil, hide with the lord. I got no pistol, ain't got no sword. I got no army, ain't got no land,. Ain't got nothing but the stone that's in my hand.
I just can't do it, not anymore. Every time I fake a smile I feel just like a whore. I just can't do it, it's beyond my means. And all I know about love reading fashion magazines.
Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo!. I'm in the studio with my brother. The half-raciotic.. You know the fraction of black skin, and a smite of white.. It's my brother Kool Nick.
(do you ever have bad dreams? All I have is bad dreams). I knew a man with a son. Who bought him a gun. And learned shorty just how to use it. Taught him hunting and skinning.