No matter what I say Days will come and go Nothing's set in stone I know no matter what I say I got this feeling, I can't keep it down anymore Bring me some healing Saint Cecilia, carry me home to your house of broken bones I know no matter what I say

Won't you do this thing for me Ain't got no car Won't you bury my papa for me Oh Mister Banker please Mister Banker Mister please, how much does money mean Won't you reconsider Mister Ain't got no house All I got, lord, is my guitar

Are you really here for me, I don't know I just wish that you would call me up Wish that you would call me Do you know how it feel to feel alone? Bought myself a house, to feel like I ain't home Driving by myself, ain't got nowhere to go I just took two

Romero got married on the fifth of July In our Lady of Immaculate Dawn Could have got married in the revival man's tent But there ain't no reviving what's gone Slipped like a shadow from the family he made In a little white house by the woods Dropped the

They tried to make me go to rehab Yes, I been black But when I come back, you'll know, know, know I ain't got the time And if my daddy thinks I'm fine He's tried to make me go to rehab I won't go, go, go I said, no, no, no I'd rather be at home with a Ray

Hello friend, how has it been Ain't it wonderful, you've got a friend Though we've changed in our endeavors I found we still have some things in common Now ain't it strange and wonderful That we, we're still friends Through our hearts, we've never parted

They tried to make me go to rehab Yes, I been black But when I come back, you'll know, know, know I said, "no, no, no" I ain't got the time And if my daddy thinks I'm fine He's tried to make me go to rehab I won't go, go, go I'd rather be at home with a

I wanna see you but you're not mine I didn't even see you when I liked you Now I ain't got no time Girl I wanna see you undo it Twist around the lounge Sun drowns the house Stick another pill in my head and go to bed We're not doing it again so leave it

Everything you been asking for, yes, I'm about to give it to you You ain't gotta worry no more, cause I'm about to put one through you I got a bullet with your name on it, coming through the radio Sounds like I got an AK dumping straight to the radio If

It's a crazy truth like I strolled out the gates of Alcatraz And I walked in the Louvre now the Mona Lisa's hanging in my house And somehow I still ain't been found out I bust out of Buckingham with the crown jewels, and I got away with you Well I got