Growin' up, it was tough We were glad for what little we had I saw my share of old fair, Mississippi Dirt roads and Confederate flags Everyday my father
ass is thick Bellydancing all night with your massive hips You make me wanna scratch and sniff If I go down low, I gotta get it [Noel Gourdin:] Look
Growin' up, it was tough We were glad for what little we had I saw my share of old fair, Mississippi Dirt roads and Confederate flags Everyday my
Traduction: Noel Gourdin. One Love.
is thick Bellydancing all night with your massive hips You make me wanna scratch and sniff If I go down low, I gotta get it [Noel Gourdin:] Look at
Sugar in the gourd And I can't get it out And the way to get it out Is shake the gourd about
Got to be buried right up to the knee no knife in your pocket no trick up your sleeve keeping my hair done until i'm replaced back in the playpen with
All the labor landed in the sod Where the digger cried it's my calling, sir And it is no mistake that I put you in the ground so well And if they pay
All the way to Jericho in a rusted automobile if you could only find out anyway you oughta feel all the way to Jericho in a rusted auto lookin at the
The cold tonight seems more anxious to talk Than he has seemed in nights before Skinless face and yellow heart, he Hesitates and I wait All my stories
Living down here they throw me down and count me I'm making this up, it keeps my feathers clean And the black boys they kick my ass and tell me That
A little song A little dance A little seltzer down yer pants Lump o gold the size of yer head A little bramble in yer bed Happy day in a boat Trade
Dooley was a good ol' man he lived below the mill Dooley had two daughters and a forty-gallon still. One gal watched the boiler the other watched the
I know m'heart is heavy I know m'thoughts is blue I know the light will be shining all night Bells will be ringing dark and true M' bells will be
Black wall weeping When I go to see the king Put my dyin' diamond on And the song in the honeybread With my dyin' diamond by and by...
[G] Workin' inside all [Am] day Make no money, go out and [G] play Get drunk and pick a [Am] fight Sin works best in the [G] night Chorus: Everybody