fall And I saw the road ahead with moonlight at all And baby, baby, babe And I won't be home for tea Don't suppose you wanna see You said the words
baby? [G:] You don't recognize the voice? [2:] You recognize my voice, huh? [G:] Do you recognize MY voice? [2:] Nah, I know you? [G:] Yeah, you
tie the laces of my shoe, Tangled up in blue. She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe "I thought you'd never say hello," she said "You look
many Times you might get kicked You need something special all right You need something special to give you hope But hope's just a word That maybe you said
stand a woman. Your arms reach out to touch my soul, your sweet words turn my head. Darling, won't you tell me first this will be forever Before you lead
But they said, "Johnny, it falls apart so easy and you know hearts these days are cheap." And the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're a cheater
, what you wish will be found;" she said, "Sire, I'll go if you'll put up your bow, and spare these creatures, leave them in peace, You have no need..."
: He's out in the woods with his squirrel gun To try to recapture his anger He's screaming some words at the top of his lungs Until he begins to feel
of the Sioux, to make a chieftain's daughter mine And now you ask that I should watch The red man's race be slowly crushed What kind of words are these
that sleep in the woods, car hard down Padlock your bow-legged spot, where your rocks now? You ain't moving no crack, you'se a moving ass rat After you
watched the bloody cross of wood be dropped into the ground The soldiers gambled for His clothes, they watched them win and lose They saw the sign above His head that said
: Inspectah Deck] You wanna be large, you wanna be hard You wanna be God, you're not quite You wanna be thugs, you wanna be Bloods You wanna be loved,
you call home I said I'm from the front pew of a wooden white church The courthouse clock it still dont work Where a man's word means everything Where
at home. So let them fetch you fire wood. And let them nibble on the bone. So invent a word called Love. And then they blame our mistakes on God. Don?t you
From "Woods": Justin Vernon] I'm up in the woods, I'm down on my mind I'm building a sill to slow down the time I'm up in the woods, I'm down on my mind
Twelve thousand spins, nobody got to coppin her Album, how come, you the hot garbager The years clear your image and snooped up Label got you souped up, tellin you you sick Man you
I'm never spill my drink, you can call me temper pitty Allergic to the haters, addicted to the money You watching while I'm laughing cause all of you
& Bonnevilles Chevrolets and Coupe De Villes If you ain't got no rims nigga don't get no wood grain steering wheel for real you can go on chill out &