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Well, we dig, dig, dig Well, we dig in our mine the whole day through Dig, dig, dig, that is what we like to do And it ain't no trick to get rich quick
The things a crow puts in its nest, They're always things it finds that shine. And how he'll find a shiny dime, Silver twine, from a valentine. The
sins Should first sort out the basic food position Then start your preaching, that's where it begins Your lot who preach restraint and watch your waist
Books of Moses, bringing stone news Wet in the water, weeping in the sun Books of Moses, got some splinters didn't you Books of Moses, brought me right
Well they call me William the Pleaser I sold opium, fireworks and lead Now I'm telling my troubles to strangers When the shadows get long I be dead Now
My Daddy told me, lookin back The best friend you'll have is a railroad track So when I was 13 I said, I'm rollin' my own, And I'm leaving Missouri and
Fatherless and the widow Stricken down by the hand of death Grasping for security Anticipation of the imminent next Of the imminent next The fatherless
Guess who came round today Ex-girl and the girl snooping The twinkle toes and sparkle eyes Everything is a new surprise They're gonna spend some super
be making hay But we're dead from the waist down Like in Californ-i-a Victory is empty There are lessons in defeat But we're dead from the waist down
Goodbye, circus wheel, maybe you rest along the seas I have given you the fire of my youth and the triumph of my enemies And goodbye, fair weather home
die sonne geht auf A?ber unseren kA¶pfen keinerlei schutz durch die kahlen bA¤ume ein mann mit seinen kameraden auf ihren hA?ten prangt ein roter stern
wanna drive, wanna drive like I do in the dreams I've never really been in I want to hump, want to jump, want to heat up Cool down in a dream machine Dreaming from the waist