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Well I want somebody to tell me
Answer if you can! Well I want somebody to tell me, Just what is the soul of a man I'm going to ask the question Answer if you can Can anybody out there can tell me Just what is the soul of a man I traveled to different countries I traveled to foreign lands I've found nobody to tell me Just what is the soul of a man Well I want somebody to tell me Answer if you can I want somebody to tell me Just what is the soul of a man I saw a crowd stand talking I came up right on time I heard the doctor and the lawyer Say a man ain't nothing but his mind I want somebody to tell me Answer if you can I want somebody to tell me Just what is the soul of a man What is the soul of a man I read the bible often I try to read it right As far as I can understand It's nothing but a burning light Well I want somebody to tell me Answer if you can I want somebody to tell me Just what is the soul of a man I want somebody to tell me Answer if you can I want somebody to tell me Just what is the soul of a man I'm going to ask the question Answer if you can Can anybody out there can tell me Just what is the soul of a man What is the soul of a man |
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Nobody ever held a gun to my head
When you and I jumped into bed I was not forced to kneel and pray To worship at the temple between your legs Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones I'm so far from the shinin' light I left you baby twenty times before Now I'm back scratchin' at your back door Look watcha done to the man don'tcha realize Ooh child got my nose open wide Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones I'm so far from the shinin' light I wandered far... what shall I do I'm so far from my God... ...So close to you... Lord have mercy on my soul Your tongue in my mouth makes my blood run cold Lord have mercy on me please I'm infected with this ol' heart disease Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones I'm so far from the shinin' light I wandered far... what shall I do I'm so far from my God... ...So close to you Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones |
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Well I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more.
Well I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. Lord I went to the merchant, asked him for some meal, Lord, you go away from here now boy, you got boll weevils in your brain. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. No sugar for my coffee, no flour for my bread, Red Cross store wen't help me fix my ailing head. I was on the floor a bleendin' I almost cought my death, No Red Cross store gonna save my life when I'm down to my last breath. Well I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. Don't talk to me 'bout no war, if you can't tell me what I'm fighting for. I would go all the way to hell, before I give my Soul to that Red Cross store. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. I told you once, I told you twice, a thousand times before, If I could get a job, I wouldn't go to that store no more. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. Lord I ain't goin' back to that Red Cross store no more. |
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Como se llama mama
Baby whats your name Mi vuelve loco baby You driving me insane A diga diga diga diga Baby whats your name Is it mary Lou is it Peggy Sue Loretta, Marianna let mi get to you What is your go by Don't tell me no lie I got it bad for you Every Romeo in the barrio Every Conio, Hermano and Lothano They're all the same Trying to run their game I'm the one who's rap is true Baby give me your 411 I ain't go nothin' but I'm nothin' but fun Como se llama mama Baby whats your name Mi vuelve loco baby You driving me insane A diga diga diga diga Baby whats your name |
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Let's say you're livin in the inner city
You're angry young and male They say you got a pretty good chance My brother of winding up in jail Incarcreation understand ia a lucrative industry Whole towns are living on it The 21st century slavery Somewhere is there a solution If there is we've got to find it And get our heads and hearts behind it But right now I don't know what to do That's why I'm feeling blue You see a lot of guys so frustrated They just want to kick somebody's ass It's not just a racial thing these days oh yeah Privilege and class Education's a factor you can't afford to ignore It's still the best way my brother To even up the score |
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I been down that country road
I been down that highway too I been lost in the woods I ain't got no blues man shoes I been down I been up I slept in abandoned trucks I been lost, lost in love But I never, never did give up I have dreamed of making love I have dreamed of money too I have seen a gambling man with his gold And golden tooth I been that I been this I have slept in a soggy ditch I been lost, lost in love But I never, never did give up My cherie, my bon cherie My Alabama Queen You have stolen my poor heart And my dreams I have danced and I have fought I've been told brother you've been caught I have some broken vows And I have broke some vows myself I been crazy from the strain But I got back up on my feet again I have drank the oceans love But I never, never did give up |
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I wore my 44 so long it made my shoulder sore
I wore my 44 so long it made my shoulder sore Well I'm wondring everybody where did my baby go Take this weapon as a gift son May it serve you all your life You know my blood is running cold And my trigger finger is turning white Cold as ice I hold those fat brass bullets Each one feels as cold as ice I hold those fat brass bullets Each one feels as cold as ice I keeps it under my pillow Just to get me thru the night Well I'm so mad this morning I don't know where in the world to go Well I'm so mad this mornin'g I don't know where in the world to go And now I'm lookin' for mister money so I can get myself some dough I'm lookin' for mister money So I can get myself some dough |
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I was standing out back as the sun sank on down.
I was thinking to myself about a long distant sound, How the fury and the flame burned so bright Then blew out and left town on a slow moving train. On a slow moving train, from the West to the East, With the hopes of a nation of salvation and peace, All the people came out and they stood by the tracks, As the slow moving train took him back. It was the end of the road of a time and a place, The end of a dream and sweet youth'ssmiling face, The beginning of a lesson we're still learning today, Since he left on the slow moving train. On that slow moving train, as he rested in peace, 'cross the mountains and plains from the sea to the sea, All the peoplecame out, the men took off their hats, As that slow moving train took him back. I wonder where would we be, if the bullets had failed, If the young men with dreams had somehow prevailed, Just a shot from the darkness and the whole world was changed, They sent him home on a slow moving train. On a slow moving train, from the West to the East, With the hopes of a nation of salvation and peace, All the people came out and they stood by the tracks, As the slow moving train took him back. He went home on that slow moving train. |
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My Papa left and the war went on
Got no rest since he ain't come home Bet the wind heard his mighty roar I'm gonna kill you cause I can't go home Damn devils are running I can't shoot anymore Devil run I can't shoot anymore Go on home 'cause your asking for more If the storm brings hell upon you Blame yourself I won't let you through Damn devils are running I can't shoot anymore Damn devils keep running I won't let you through Fires burn as you look away You've been lying to use everyday Still you follow the devil's run You can't unite the world with a gun It's no joke we're a mad universe No one to trust to make it work If the war don't make it alright We burn in hell and we loose the fight Damn devils are running I can't shoot anymore Damn devils are running I won't let you through |
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If you've laughed, if you've cried,
Then you've lived the Life … you have died. I don't mind if the Sun don't shine, And the Winds don't howl. So the blues carried me away Into the dreams of naked slumber. I don't mind if the World decdes To fall asunder. If I see you again, and you should favour me, Don't give in to the thought of pulling me behind. Cause I don't mind if the fire don't burn In my soul. Should the space of the Universe Be collected in one room, It would not fill all the emptiness Left by you. I can see in your eyes a lonely pair of lies, Watching me, helplessly, as love goes rolling by. I don't mind. I can sing a song to ease my pain. Should I seek lover's revenge. Should I weep over the end. No, I don't mind if the fire don't burn In your soul. |
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Don't you cry for me mama, cause I can't stay,
I'm a circuit rider and I'm on my way, I got to roll, down the highway, I got to roll roll roll down the lonesome highway, Well a bird got a nest and a fox got a hole, Well the cc rider just got the roll, With a beat up bible and a bottle of wine, I'm travelling light and testifying, I got to roll down the highway, I got to roll roll roll down the lonesome highway, I got a slow ass mule, and cold blue steel, The sword of the spirit and, and a soul like the wheel, I got to roll, I got to roll, I got to roll roll roll, yeah I got to roll, Don't you worry bout me mama, I'll be back in town, Girls the cc rider got to spread the world around, I got to roll down the highway, I got to roll roll roll down the lonsome highway, With a slow ass mule, and cold blue steel, I got the sword of the spirit and, and a soul like the wheel, I got to roll roll roll, I got to roll roll roll, I got to roll down the lonsome highway |
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