Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Baby, do you understand me now Sometimes you see that I'm mad But don't you know that no one Can always be an angel When everything goes wrong you see some bad But

Lord I wonder, will my baby think of me Lord I ain't got no, special rider here Well, that mean old, mean old Frisco, and that low down Santa Fe Yes, that mean old Frisco, low down Santa Fe Gone took my babe away,

I got a feelin' called the blues, oh Lord Since my baby said goodbye Lord I don't know what I'll do All I do is sit and sigh, oh Lord That last long day she said goodbye She'll do me, she'll do you She's got that kind of lovin' Lord I love to hear her

By the midnight hour Lay it down, lay it down Lookin' 'round for a feelin' I love the rhythm and blues The place was rockin' and reelin' I thought I'd shake me loose The band was pumpin' Motown Lord how they could play The girls a-started singing

To the skies See Carolus rise Born to rule I was chosen by heaven Say my name when you pray With the lord my protector Make them bow to my will They thought I was too young to rule the land Just as they failed to understand

You’re heaven to me Yeah she's so real my lady Well the chimes of my kingdom rang And the Lord has advised me to do my thing And I ain’t no believer baby But you must have one or two things to do with a place above I’d like to call you my one true love

I always heard that his herb was top shelf Lord I just could not wait to find out for myself. Well don't knock it till you've tried it. And I've tried it my friend. I'll never smoke Weed with willie again! Now we learned a hard lesson in a small Texas

Oh, baby, I want to come home to you Baby, I got to get home to you Days and nights feeling so blue Lord, I just don't know what I'm gonna do Oh, baby, I wanna come home Oh, baby, I you're one thousand miles away Baby, you're just one thousand miles away

Sweet child in time you'll see the line The line that's drawn between the good and the bad See the blind man shooting at the world Bullets flying taking toll If you've been bad, Lord I bet you have And you've been hit by flying lead You'd better close

Well there's floodin' down in Texas All of the telephone lines are down Well dark clouds are rollin' in Man I'm standin' out in the rain Well I'm leavin' you baby Lord and I'm goin' back home to stay And I've been tryin' to call my baby Lord and I can't