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One to the Wheel
04:06
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Don't want to end up in the state penitentiary
Like them boys who knew better
But start trouble for fun
They got coked up and kicked
The neighbor boy's teeth in, now
He smiles crooked
and I'm sure they're still mean
Sure they're still mean
And learning to be meaner
Just probation fiends huffing air duster
I have a friend who drinks whiskey sours
His Jack isn't Gentleman
And I've lost some kin to the piles that they swallowed
One to the wheel that he fell asleep at
Everyone left has pneumonia or heartache
Or they fell off a ladder
No our pastures ain't green
We've had it hard
tryin' to do right for our babies
The pain ain't in the scar
It hides beneath and makes you crazy
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Call You Layla
02:01
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Tonight I'm gonna call you later
Later than I usually do
And forget what I was gonna say, girl
'Cause I'm too drunk to talk to you
Funny how much it seems to mean
To never be able to say the right thing
Over time it shows in the most fucked up way
How much I love you, babe
Well do you mind if I call you Layla?
And fight for you
I call you my savior
and believe I believe in you
Call you Layla
Oh, when I die and go to Hell
I sing a borrowed song like "Angie"
The devil cries when he hears me yell
"Lord, open the sky so I can see my angel"
Do you mind if I call you Layla?
And fight for you
I call you my savior
And believe I believe in you
Call you Layla
It was so right that night at the pool
I'm gonna call you Layla
Do you mind if I call you Layla?
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Birdie James
02:40
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Hey, hey, Miss Birdie James
Thoughts from your mind are so far from plain
Well, your soul shines through
And I didn't know you
Before the Sparrow came
It's more than a name, Miss Birdie James
Ooh wee, Miss Sara Li
Same for your folks but new to me
When your accent slips I get a glimpse
Of what you used to be;
You're born of Marble Hills and trees, Miss Sara Li
Oh, fireflies and fiddles
Bare toes in muddy creeks
We'll count our years in summers
Don't that sound so sweet?
You made me sing like I've always hoped to
You give me light like I need to see through
You're such a pretty thing, and the love you bring
Helps to fan this flame
And I'll do the same, Miss Birdie James
Hey, hey, Miss Birdie James
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Don't Cry on my Shoulder
03:40
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Please don't cry
Don't dry on my shoulder
Please lie
Please I don't wanna know girl
Please don't cry
Don't cry on my shoulder
Honey, please close those eyes
Put 'em down babe
They're sticking like knives
And what's just stricken me
It sickens me
But if you really want me gone
Well babe I'm gonna try
But don't you cry
Don't cry on shoulder
You know that used to I could've given you
All the love you said you need
But lord above
I've been waiting so long
Ain't much waiting left in me
Don't cry on my shoulder
I could work all week like a dying slave
Never eat, and never paid
I could sleep out in the pouring rain
But I can't be see you look this way
Please don't cry
Don't cry on my shoulder
Please lie
Please I don't wanna know, girl
Don't cry
Don't cry on my shoulder
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5. |
Dog Found Seed
05:43
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Cop say "Dog found seed"
Don't need protecting me from me
Judge say "Step up son. Justice will be done."
Then he threw the book
That's a lot to time
That's a lot off time for the wrong I did
But they send me here
Mean warden Arpaio
He cut my hair and give me a number
He jail me in a tent
With a thousand other men all look the same
That's a lot of time
That's a lot of time to get a bad idea
We're all aware of what we are
Just another penny in the jar
Of the for-profit prison
With crooked guards
To correctional system
Get out can't find no job
Nowhere will hire cons
They turn me away
Get caught stealing bread
Incarcerated again
With the killer men
That's a lot of time
That's a lot of time to get a bad idea
But they send me here
We're all aware of what we are
Just another penny in the jar
Of the for-profit prison
With crooked guards
To correctional system
No truth to believing you can break those chains
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