A trailer for sale or rent Rooms to let fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets I got no cigarettes About two hours of pushin' broom Buys a three by twelve
getting' money, you don't have a care Now r-roger that, r-roger that R-roger that, r-roger that R-roger that, r-roger that R-roger Young black Rico
world We make it spin N yall tha prey..AMEN Now Roger dat Roger dat Where Rog at I heard Rog a rat Fuck around n neva get Roger back
You can run, you can hide never let it inside Keep livin' your life in the dark But sooner or later that gentle persuader Is gonna catch up with your
Well, here I sit high, gettin' ideas Ain't nothin' but a fool would live like this Out all night and runnin' wild Woman's sittin' home with a month old
Bottles flying, women crying Ceiling sagging, 'bout to fall Jason Fleming, chasing women Pickin' fights with one and all Now Jason Fleming's quite a
Well, I think I finally found me a sure-fire way to forget It?s so simple, I?m surprised I hadn?t done thought of it before yet It?s foolproof, well,
Old toy trains, little toy tracks Little boy toys, comin' from a sack Carried by a man dressed in white and red Little boy don?t you think it?s time you
I've gotten used to the cryin' And at least we're alone when I have to crawl But darling when you say I'll find love again I think I hate that most
She would meet me in the morning On my way down to the river Waiting patient by the chinaberry tree With her feet already dusty From the pathway to the
Every town Has its ups and down Sometime ups Outnumber the downs But not in Nottingham I'm inclined to believe If we were so down We'd up and leave We
I love your Mississippi, I love the way she flows I love your Rocky Mountains for your gentle winds and snows I love you California for your beauty
Do the mornin's still come early are the nights not long enough Does a tear of hesitation fall on everything you touch Well it might just be a lesson
Engine, engine number nine, Comin? down the railroad line, How much farther back did she get off? Old brown suitcase that she carried, I've looked for
Do the mornin's still come early Are the nights not long enough Does a tear of hesitation Fall on everything you touch Well, it might just be a lesson
I sell the morning papers sir, My name is jimmy brown Everybody knows that I|'m a newsboy of the town You will hear me yelling "morning star" As I run
I got up and made my mornin' cup of coffee Fooled around the house an hour or more l'd guess I did all this before l even had one thought of you More
Got a letter just this mornin', it was postmarked, Omaha It was typed and neatly written, offerin' me this better job Better job at higher wages, expenses
