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Johnny Cash — Hurt

Johnny Cash - Hurt

Текст Johnny Cash — Hurt

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that’s real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember, everything

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
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Montgomery Gentry — Where I Come From

Montgomery Gentry - Where I Come From

Текст Montgomery Gentry — Where I Come From

Don’t you dare go runnin’ down my little town where I grew up
And I won’t cuss your city lights
If you ain’t ever took a ride around and cruised right through the heart of my
town
Anything you say would be a lie
We may live our lives a little slower
But that don’t mean I wouldn’t be proud to show ya
Where I come from
There’s an old plow boy out turnin’ up dirt
Where I come from
There’s a preacher man in a cowboy shirt
Where I come from
Where a couple of boys fight in the parkin’ lot
No, nobody’s gonna call the cops
Where I come from
See that door right there, man, I swear that it ain’t never been locked
And I guarantee that it never will
That old man right there in the rockin’ chair at the courthouse square,
I’ll tell you now
He could buy your fancy car with hundred dollar bills
Don’t let those faded overalls fool ya
He made his millions without one day of schoolin’
Where I come from
There’s a pickup truck with the tailgate down
Where I come from
The pine trees are singin’ a song of the south
Where I come from
That little white church is gonna have a crowd
And yeah, I’m pretty damn proud
Of where I come from
Where I come from
There’s a big ol’ moon shinin’ down at night
Where I come from
There’s a man done wrong, gonna make it right
Where I come from
There’s an old plow boy out turnin’ up dirt
Where I come from
There’s a preacher man in a cowboy shirt
Where I come from
Where a couple of boys fight in the parkin’ lot
No, ain’t nobody gonna call the cops
Yeah, that river runs across that old flint rock
Where I come from
Where I come from
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LoCash — Shipwrecked

LoCash - Shipwrecked

Текст LoCash — Shipwrecked

Take my worn out back in black record
That old jean jacket I’ve had forever
Take my first guitar, keys in my car
I’ve been driving since sixteen
The pictures, the frames
Friends and the names
And make them twenty-one years of memories
I could be shipwrecked on an island
Stranded in the wild and the only thing that I want is you
I could be crawling through the Mojave
No water left in my body
Praying for the one thing
That gets me through
All I need is you
Don’t take the one thing that keeps me breathing
Yeah, the only thing that keeps me warm when I’m freezing
When the waves get high
No land in sight
You’re the lighthouse in the middle of my night
I could be shipwrecked on an island
Stranded in the wild and the only thing that I want is you
I could crawling through the Mojave
No water left in my body
Praying for the one thing
That gets me through
All I need is you
I could be shipwrecked on an island
Stranded in the wild and the only thing that I want is you
I could crawling through the Mojave
No water left in my body
Praying for the one thing
That gets me through
All I need is you, all I need is you, all I need is you
All I need is you
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Tanner Patrick — Satellites

Tanner Patrick - Satellites

Текст Tanner Patrick — Satellites

I think I found a getaway
It’s not only for the stars and airplanes
There’s no way that we could stay
But I got us two tickets for the weekend
Leave your troubles behind
Don’t worry tonight they don’t even matter
Taking off in a flash sit back and relax
Enjoy the view
We’re like satellites
Floating in the night sky
Getting high- waiting on the sunrise
You and I have never been better
When we turn we turn we turn to satellites
We turn we turn to satellites
Landscapes and shades of gray
A blinding light shining on my face
We won’t find a better place
To feel a freedom like this
I think I found a getaway
It’s not only for the stars and airplanes
There’s no way that we could stay
So let’s just call it our vacay
We’re like satellites
Floating in the night sky
Getting high- waiting on the sunrise
You and I have never been better
When we turn we turn we turn to satellites
We turn we turn to satellites
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Richmond Fontaine — Lost In This World

Richmond Fontaine - Lost In This World

Текст Richmond Fontaine — Lost In This World

I f@c&ed up again
I barely know where I am
I’m sorry I ain’t called you in days
Maybe I’ll never get over Wes and the hospital
And now I don’t even have bus fare home
I’m lost in this world
Maybe it’s my skin it’s too thin
Maybe it’s my heart that always caves in
But I f@c&ed up again I barely know who I am
I’m sorry for all the things I haven’t done
I’m just lost in this world
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Devin Dawson — All On Me

Devin Dawson - All On Me

Текст Devin Dawson — All On Me

Yeah I know that the woes and the weight of the world
Can get in side our minds and be too much sometimes, I know
But baby don’t let the no’s and the ups and the downs
From the roller coaster ride beat you up inside, baby don’t
But if you ever feel that way, don’t you ever hesitate, cause
You got my number you can call on me
If you’re in trouble put the fall on me
When you’re mad you can take it out on me
When it don’t add up you can count on me
When you’re low come get high on me
Make it slow take your time on me
Said let, let it out
Come and lay on me
When it gets heavy put the weight on me
Baby put it all on me
Put it all on me
Wanna take you out on the town on my dime anytime, tell me when you’re free
We can do anything and everything you want yeah
Oh I wanna hear all your fears and your troubles
Strip it down, really get to know one another
When it’s nobody but you and me just us
Girl you know I’m here for you
You can lean on me anytime you need to
You got my number, you can call on me
If you’re in trouble put the fall on me
When you’re mad you can take it out on me
When it don’t add up you can count on me
When you’re low come get high on me
Make it slow take your time on me
Said let, let it out
Come and lay on me
When it gets heavy put the weight on me
Baby put it all on me
Girl put it all on me
C’mon relax your mind on me
When you need a shoulder you can cry on me
Baby you can bet your life on me
Put it all on me
You got my number, you can call on me
If you’re in trouble put the fall on me
When you’re mad you can take it out on me
When it don’t add up you can count on me
When you’re low come get high on me
Make it slow take your time on me
Said let, let it out
Come and lay on me
When it gets heavy put the weight on me
Baby put it all on me
Yeah baby put it all on me, yeah
Put it all on me, yeah
Girl put it all on me
Put it all on me
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J. Dash — Wop

J. Dash - Wop

Текст J. Dash — Wop

Uh-oh, uh-oh
J.Dash…
Uh-oh, uh-oh
I made a little bit of money (I made a little bit of money)
I paid my bills (I paid my bills)
I paid this cover (I paid this cover)
I ain’t finn’a stand still (I ain’t finn’a stand still)
Now I’m finna
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Wop, Wop, Wop
Now let me see you
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Wop If you let me get lost, if you don’t
Look at the reaction when I hit em in the front
Got fleezy in the back and chello in the front
Listen to the record boy I got what you won’t
Beatz so fly cuz the club on chomp
Got hizz like woofs beatin in the back of the door
Ladies take it back throw back the joint
Bend at the waist, lean to the front
Now BOUNCE yo body to the, just a little bit harder
Shawty move yo feet just a little
Ain’t nobody here wop better than me
Purple flag to the left WHO better than me
I got an all star squad who better than me
Man listening to the beat who better the me
I paid to get in, so I ain’t finna’ chill and my week been way too long to
stand still!
I made a little bit of money (I made a little bit of money)
I paid my bills (I paid my bills)
I paid this cover (I paid this cover)
I ain’t finn’a stand still (I ain’t finn’a stand still)
Now I’m finna
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Wop, Wop, Wop
Now let me see you
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
J. Dash why you had to do it like that
Got the ladies checkin’ they bags
Wopping like they breakin’ they backs (breakin they backs)
Takin’ it: back, back, back… wait!
Now I’m checkin shawty with a microbraids (braids)
Hotta’ than a baby in a microwave
Look at how she woppin’ man she might get paid
Wop Wop Wop a little harder
Look at how she wop she a party starter
I hope that security remembered to card her
Cuz I never done the wop where you ain’t hotter
I never drop dime but I drop u a dollar
Tell her if you give me your number then maybe I call her
She said that she knew me and know I’m a baller
Man I better wop outa here I’ll see yall tomorrow
I made a little bit of money (I made a little bit of money)
I paid my bills (I paid my bills)
I paid this cover (I paid this cover)
I ain’t finn’a stand still (I ain’t finn’a stand still)
Now I’m finna
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Wop, Wop, Wop
Now let me see you
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Now drop it to the floor, drop drop it to the floor then
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Now leeean then
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Turn around and Wop, wop, wop
Turn around and wop, wop, wop, wop
Now wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle, wiggle wiggle wiggle
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Play dead like… Then
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Strike a pose like… Then
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Check that lady like Dang she FINE… then
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Beat it up like (beat beat beat beat beat beat beat) then
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Speed it up like… then
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Make it rain like
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Do yo thang like
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Make money like
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Hit your body like
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Do yo thang like
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Make it rain like
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Make money like
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Slap dash…
Put some more
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Purple flag
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Drink a stand
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Hit you’re body like
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
And we do it like
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
Slow down like
AY
This is another j. dash production
Keep woppin’, keep woppin’, keep woppin’
Keep woppin’, keep woppin’, keep woppin’
Keep woppin’, keep woppin’, keep woppin’
Keep woppin’, keep woppin’, keep woppin’
Keep woppin’, keep woppin’, keep woppin’
Keep woppin’, keep woppin’, keep woppin’
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Blackjack Billy — My Lips Your Kiss

Blackjack Billy - My Lips Your Kiss

Текст Blackjack Billy — My Lips Your Kiss

Honey you and me, we honey and a bee
Like peaches and cream
Two of a kind, roses and wine
Like a soul-did rhyme
Tire on a swing, finger on a string
A ball game in the spring
The right kinda mix on a night like this
Girl you know it just fits
Talking ’bout my lips, your kiss
Talking ’bout my hands, your hips
Kinda like twilight, fireflies
Your pretty wild eyes lost in mine
My truck, it ain’t much
When you ride shotgun, jacked up
Little like midnight June in the Georgia moon
It fits, my lips, your kiss
No Hollywood rush, baby your touch
When I think about us
It’s «Lady and the Tramp», «Jack and Diane»
Your hand in my hand
Somethin’ like Clyde, Bonnie in the ride
Ridin’ side by side
Arms round you, we’re tied all night
And don’t it feel just right
Talking ’bout my lips, your kiss
Talking ’bout my hands, your hips
Kinda like twilight, fireflies
Your pretty wild eyes lost in mine
My truck, it ain’t much
When you ride shotgun, jacked up
Little like midnight June in the Georgia moon
It fits, my lips, your kiss
Like candy on a cane
Or slow dancin’ in the rain
Girl we got a thing
Like a diamond on a ring
Talking ’bout my lips, your kiss
Talking ’bout my hands, your hips
Kinda like twilight, fireflies
Your pretty wild eyes lost in mine
My truck, it ain’t much
When you ride shotgun, jacked up
Little like midnight June in the Georgia moon
It fits, my lips, your kiss
It fits, my lips, your kiss
It fits, my lips, your kiss
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Cody Jinks — Loud and Heavy

Cody Jinks - Loud and Heavy

Текст Cody Jinks — Loud and Heavy

Loud thunder heavy rain
Thin line between joy and pain
It’s a long strange trip it’s all insane
You ain’t never gonna be the same
Living life through the night
Thin line of a lightning strike
Sometimes the only light
When the moon is tucked away

Pistons pumping
Minds are racing
It’s hard to sleep man
When I’m shaking
Bad news surrounds me
Its always found me
Creeping up when things are good
Yeah the dark days find a way

Loud thunder heavy rain
Thin line between joy and pain
It’s a long strange trip it’s all insane
You ain’t never gonna be the same
Living life through the night
Thin line of a lightning strike
Sometimes the only light
When the moon is tucked away

The camera captures
All the things that
Make us turn from
What we see
It’s always moving
It don’t stop rolling
I haven’t slept in three damn days
Yeah, but who needs that anyway?

Loud thunder heavy rain
Thin line between joy and pain
It’s a long strange trip it’s all insane
You ain’t never gonna be the same
Living life through the night
Thin line of a lightning strike
Sometimes the only light
When the moon is tucked away

Loud thunder heavy rain
Thin line between joy and pain
It’s a long strange trip it’s all insane
You ain’t never gonna be the same
Living life through the night
Thin line of a lightning strike
Sometimes the only light
When the moon is tucked away

Loud thunder heavy rain
Loud thunder heavy rain
Thin line between joy and pain
A long strange trip it’s all insane
You ain’t never gonna be the same
Loud thunder heavy rain
Loud thunder heavy rain
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Paul Cauthen — Everybody Walkin’ This Land

Paul Cauthen - Everybody Walkin' This Land

Текст Paul Cauthen — Everybody Walkin’ This Land

All you mothers and you brothers
And you sisters and you fathers
And everybody walkin’ this land:
No matter your race, your creed, your tribe
Whose nation you defend
With open hearts, open minds
Lend a helpin’ hand each time
To the mothers and the brothers
And the sisters and the fathers
Everybody walkin’ this land
All you believers, pretenders, bona fide sinners;
Everybody walkin’ this land:
No matter your church
Your faith, your sign
Whose lyin’ in your den
All seeing eyes and Jesus Christ
We’re all livin’ in a paradise
With believers, pretenders, bona fide sinners;
Everybody walkin’ this land
Lord we pray we make it through the day
All you mothers, you brothers
You sisters, you fathers, believers
Pretenders, bona fide sinners
Everybody walkin’ this land
All you racists, fascists, nihilists and bigots:
I’m callin’ you out, my friend
I’ve felt your hurt, drank your fear
Your actions will not stand
Get on your knees, bend to pray;
Look at me, you can change
You racists, fascists, nihilists and bigots:
I’m callin’ you out, my friend
Lord, we pray we make it through the day
You racists, fascists, nihilists and bigots:
We’re prayin’ for you, my friend
All you prophets, saints, angels
And ladies and all you gentlemen
We’ve walked on fire
We’ve fought through hell
We’re soldiers ’til the end
If you can’t get enough
Don’t think that devil won’t fill your cup
You mothers, you brothers, you sisters
You fathers, you believers
Pretenders, bona fide sinners
Racists, fascists, nihilists and bigots
Prophets, saints and angels and ladies
All you gentlemen
Everybody walkin’ this land
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