Tell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a

Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. Mama, take this badge away from me I don't need it anymore. It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see Mama, take these guns and bury them in the ground For I can't shoot

Tell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a

Heartbreaker Hey fellas have you heard the news? You know that Annie's back in town? It won't take long just watch and see How the fellas lay their money down Her style is new but the face is the same As it was so long ago But from her eyes a different

Tell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a

Go ‘head on, Tulane. Tulane and Johnny opened a novelty shop, Back under the counter, was the cream of the crop, Ev’rything was clickin, and the business was good, ‘Till one day, lo and behold an officer stood. Johnny jumped the counter

Tell me why, haven't I heard from you I said now darlin', honey, what is your excuse Why haven't I heard from you So tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Tell me why, haven't I, heard from you Well back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell Invented a

I've been on the low I been taking my time I feel like I'm out of my mind It feel like my life ain't mine (Who can relate? Woo!) It feel like my life ain't mine Por alguien que venga a salvarme No puedo sanar En este dolor, buscando una señal Siento que

Yeah, and you don't stop (Cause it's 1-8-71-8-7 on a undercover cop) Tonight's the night I get in some shit (yeah) Deep Cover on the incognito tip Killing motherfuckers if I have to, peeling caps too Cause you niggas know I'm coming at you I guess that's part

Ooh, it makes me wonder There's a lady who's sure All that glitters is gold And she's buying a stairway to heaven When she gets there she knows If the stores are all closed With a word she can get what she came for Oh oh oh oh and she's buying a stairway